Sonali rushed to her bedroom with her laptop as she reached her home. She was already late from college and she wanted to talk to some one to whom she was a mystery. Sonali was fondly known as Sonu by all her friends and her family. Almost everyone called her Sonu. She untied her braids as she sat on her bed.She logged into messenger which is the first thing which she would do after entering home.As usual Mrs.Rathod would helplessly watch her 19 year old daughter with a pout face. Sonali was everything to Mrs Rathod. A girl born in a middle class family in Gujurat would often be considered as a blessed child. She was no different than others.