Sati was sitting in Padmasana infront of a Shivling. She was doing meditation and her mind was filled with devotion for Shiv. The lord she had adored from childhood. The Lord she wanted as her husband. But someone else was not happy with this. Daksha, Prajapati Daksha, was not happy with this devotion. He hated Shiva from the core of his heart. If everything was in his hand, then he would have crushed this devotion with his own hand. But he could not do anything about it. He loved his daughter as much as he hated Shiv. He couldn't kill her devotion in this way.

Vikrama Dasari, was happy-go-lucky, Telugu girl 9th grader who was studying Srividya Mandir School in Mumbai, Maharashtra. She used to love maths. As her scores were good in maths, she was made to sit in a class where other top scorers from other sections were kept.

Sarvacharya Mridkul was another student in the class. Born and brought in Mumbai and being from Marwari community, he had a great sense of solving mathematical problem. But one day his heart was taken away by a sweet girl who used to sit behind and infront of him. He used to look at her only and thought about her in his dreams. It was none other then Vikrama. He decided to get meet her. On a fine day, after school was over, he along with a common friend went to Vikrama's house for doubts discussion which was held usually in her house only, twice a week because it was near to the school and alsofor having water and snacks.