As you sow, so shall you reap…like begets like…what goes around comes around…
Unjustly accused, jailed for a night, disowned by his patients. All because one colleague chose to trust a stranger over him. All because one colleague chose to butt her nose in his business. All because of one colleague's overwhelming need to come across as being oh-so-correct!!!
Not a flicker of hesitation, not a shred of doubt, not an ounce of uncertainty, Dr. Ridhima Gupta, found it so easy to point that condemning finger at someone who was not culpable by any stretch of imagination.
And the tables are now turned. Armaan is still not sure if he suspects right. His first instinct is to confront Ridhima, take the bull by its horns. With every attempt at conversation either rejected or foiled, the doctor and man are in constant conflict and yet, he chooses no one but his love to resolve that for him. Till he is pushed to his limits by a friend, he does not talk of his suspicions to anybody and then unknowingly he digs the grave in which he must lay to rest the woman he cares for above anything else in this world.
So now Ridhima, how does it feel? To be at the receiving end of an unfair allegation, even though all apparent evidence seems to show that you are to be blamed. You chose to answer incorrectly, you were seen with the incriminating bottle and you were the first doctor to administer any medical aid to the patient. We know it is not you that is to be blamed, but how does it feel to be the recipient of accusing glares? How does it feel when you are held responsible for the near death state of a patient? How does it feel to have the tables turned on you?