"Sometimes, death is easier."
Bullied. Tormented. Insulted. Varun feels that there is no end to his misery. He is sick of the physical pain every time he is beaten up, sick of the grief that each disturbing word brings him, and sick of feeling sorry for himself each and every night. He wants to end this nightmare, even if it means ending his life all together.
Scared. Upset. Silent. Prachi is the bystander. The one who pities the victim, but chooses not to open her mouth, because she doesn't want to replace the victim with herself. She watches Varun suffer everyday, but chooses to ignore it, her fear of suffering the same way as him preventing her from doing anything about the entire ordeal.
Necessity is the mother of all inventions, they say, and Varun knows this better than most people.
One fine day, an idea flashes through his brain. An idea that could end his bullying. A new light of hope flickers inside of him, and he cannot wait to execute it.
The question is, will the plan work though?