Vijay and Ravi, two souls-two brothers, who once shared the joys and sorrows together-had to be separated by a WALL built on truth and justice.Ravi had in his veins toughness of his father, tender love of his mother and undying affection of his brother. But the Wall of duty would not allow a re-union. Vijay had experienced the bitterness of life. He carried the stigma of his fathers indiscretion, committed out of love for his wife and children and under duress of blackmail. This stigma could not be washed as it was tatooed on his hand, to be borne till death. Vijay could not forget his life on footpath and the nights of starvation and poverty. The abuses slung at his mother remained imprinted in his heart. Torture and torments turned him into a rebel. On the other side was Ravi, a believer in the rules of road, conscious of duties to society and law. This was the Wall, a Wall of dogmas, separating the brothers, each ones opposed to the others. The only link of affection between the brothers was their Mother. But when she learnt the palace Vijay had built stood on crime and sin, she was full of remorse. All the wealth of Vijay could not lesson her grief. She went with Ravi on the other side of the Wall deserting Vijay on his side full of misery and loneliness. A day dawned and this wall crumbled down leaving a void as big as an ocean, which could not be gulfed by all the tenderness, love and affection.