Its half past midnight , and there he is browsing through old photographs reminiscing in the glory of the has beens . One photograph stood out , it was with her . Yes , Rachael the one who stole his heart , he stares at that photograph for a while then searches for something in the bookshelf. He shuffles around a couple of books and slides his hand behind them , and takes out a pack , its a pack of cigarettes . He was a slave of the forbidden habit , long before Rachael came along . He lit up a cigg and called up Elena , his constant , his best friend , Elena doesn't pick up , he thinks she might have slept hence he didn't call again and threw his phone across the bed in a fit of disappointment .He resumes surfing through the photographs , after a while the phone buzzes , he was on his fourth cigg by now , he lazily reaches his phone and sees Elena's name . He puts off the cigg and pick up her call , starts storming her with questions of her whereabouts , Elena calmly ex...