A long awaited voice which he met during the nine years old held singing contest lost her voice, how will he find the owner of voice, the beat which become his heartbeat.  Staying miles away from the person who fell for her lost voice, digging her own grave everyday, geet don't wait for prince charming, she waits for the storm , the storm who will brought her voice back and washed away the ugly desires of world from her, a person who will cage but still acknowledge her long lost freedom, lost in the clouds of remanence.