Three months later. Shraboni is now a first-year medical student, on full scholarship. Her mother works at the hospital canteen, smiling more than she has in years.
Silence. Rain starts again.
"Chokh Er Baire" – A Rafsun Melody Production
Later, Shraboni is sent to deliver tiffin to a patient at a private hospital—her mother’s regular customer. By mistake, she walks into Arko’s consultation room. She slips on the wet floor; the tiffin box flies open. Dal splashes onto Arko’s white coat.
(slowly): "Who are you?"
But she isn’t looking at the mess. She’s looking at the MRI scan on his light box. Without asking, she steps closer.