No luck. January was the last Simar Singh heard from her partner Poonam. Out on a pub crawl with her friends, she seems quite effervescent. In the midst of loud, pulsating music and shrill conversations at a party, she bursts out somewhat hysterically about her break-up. “I still want to get back to her,” she says. Her ex, Poonam, wasn’t available to talk. The picture seems to come clean in a matter of an hour: Girl meets girl through a common friend in Bombay, they go on a passionate overdrive, get hitched, exchange vows, zest slackens, problems emerge, end of affair. Sounds easy?