The woman in red has a secret admirer. A second at love means confessing your secrets to a stranger. Two strangers on the same path. It was a rainy, winter night when Kabir saw her for the first time. A mysterious woman in a red dress seeking shelter came inside my bar. Night after night, drink after drink, she comes back to the same spot. Hundreds of men try to speak with her daily, but she dismisses them. She’s always reading, always surrounded by books and booze. He didn’t want to disturb her peace. And, he didn’t want to be her next reject. So, he decided to leave her books anonymously with notes. Just as he was about to put another, a voice behind him says, "So you're the one leaving me books?"