Summary: Loving Kabir was like throwing a party and being the only guest who knew there was one. For two years, Arjun showed up with grand gestures and poetic declarations, only to receive polite smiles and perfectly timed exits. This is a story of heartbreak served with a side of sarcasm—because sometimes, the only way to survive unrequited love is to laugh at the sheer ridiculousness of it all.The first time Arjun saw Kabir, the universe apparently ran out of dramatic music.It happened at a café. Kabir was laughing at something on his phone, sunlight catching the curve of his