Really liked this piece. Your descriptions were very evocative. Starting off with Swara's dream of Sanskaar...the sunny, pleasant dream giving way to a darker tint as her mind probably relives their separation...
The way you had described the tense atmosphere in Paris after the attacks, was very deft. You portrayed that feeling of fear, starkly and impactfully, in a very concise manner.
I also liked the way you described Sanskaar's apartment, the way the decor mirrored his personality so well. And the way you described his "bible black brows on his artistic face", had me smiling at your flourish.
Really well done. I enjoyed this thoroughly and I hope its just the first of many. I have a weakness for descriptive writing, the style that makes the images come alive before your eyes, and you have it down pat.
And thanks a lot for that mention in your prologue. I felt very 😳 at that.