A schizophrenic individual hallucinates his own desires, dreams, aspirations and consciences in a form of a lady. The individual (male) tries to extract his expectations or consolations out of the personified female. But at the same time, his guilty conscience thrusts a blow on him through the words of his imaginary lady. There is a battle of ego, the male ego verses the female ego, the driver ego verses the driven ego. There is no victory, there is no defeat, its all about a mere existence(or the lack of it). Like all hallucinations, the lady vanishes in thin air, only with a hope to return again in a new manifestation, on a new day. There remains an urge … the urge to fight a battle against reality, against the society, like the most desperate terrorist, only to seek justice, only to take revenge on the reality that robs a dreamer of his imaginations.