It is a love story. A young sensitive, slightly left leaning boy goes to Lahore to study history on inter-wing scholarship. In the course of his arranging cultural programmes, he met a young girl, a student of literature and an accomplished singer. She was from Taxila, a heritage site today. A renowned university was there in the ancient time and it was an important place in the Buddhist Kingdom of Kanishka. From here the word of peace spread to far off places along the silk route. Salma epitomised all that is good in the west. A brilliant student, Wahiduddin became a CSP officer and married her. They were happy as a couple could be. He was posted as a Sub-Divisional Officer during early months of Nineteen Hundred and Seventy one. Salma went home to Taxila for the birth of their first child. Wahid experienced events beyond his control and was lost in the River Titas. Salma experienced the blind prejudices arising out of false propaganda of the administration and political parties in the west. She lost her mother and feared for the life of Wahid in the eastern wing. She had to come to search for Wahiduddin and went to Brahmanbaria, accompanied by her cousin, an army major. She paid the highest price for her love.
