Diya patiently held him throughout the entire time, letting him grieve his lost dreams, which were taken away from him when he was a young boy, barely old enough to be called as a man, That boy, who was on his way to become a man, never imagined that the things he was planning to do for a long time will just slip between his fingers as if they never existed. He never expressed himself. He never shared his part of story about how badly the incident severely affected his mental peace and how much he hated himself back then.