Murshidabad, West Bengal, India,1998

“I can’t believe you gave that answer!”, said Amit.

“Why?” asked Runa raising her tiny eyebrows. “I was just being honest,” she shrugged.

“I hope you don’t forget us when your dream comes true,” chuckled Harun adjusting the strap of his bag.

The three were walking back home from Pia madam’s tuition. That evening, ma’am had asked each student about their dreams. Amit wanted to be a doctor while Harun fancied being a historian. It was only Runa's answer that had the entire class laughing. Not to mention Pia madam who lectured her for 10 minutes straight.

"I want to marry Jake Harley!" she’d answered unabashedly, excitement flushing her face.
"What?!", ma'am was shocked. "You want to marry....whom?"
No other student had any idea either who Jake Harley was. Except Amit and Harun.

Last month, her cousin sister from kolkata had paid Runa’s family a visit. She’d secretly brought with her the CDs of some Hollywood films.
And since then, anything Runa ever said, was only about actor Jake Harley. She'd explain how it didn't really matter that he was 22 and she, only 14. That he rocked any attire he chose but looked absolutely breathtaking in biker jackets. That she didn't care about the actress he was reportedly dating as it was just a ‘rumor'.
Amit and Harun, her two best friends, were quite done with her. Especially Amit who worried that her obsession was going too far.

"I really want him…Wish there was some magic,” she sighed.

"Idea!", said Harun nearly jumping. "Why don't you make a wish at the old well inside Namak Haram Deorhi...