Drama.
When I was younger, I was intrigued by the television dramas. Angry young man, of course super rich, super arrogant, good body....marvelous body actually and a heart of stone. He falls in love with a beautiful but weak, cute but stupid, brave but poor girl. The plots were almost similar with a side plot here and there. I used to be glued to the stories, the characters and the stupidity. Why you ask!
The romance? Nope.
The story development? Nope.
The clothes? Nope.
I was intrigued by the attention the rich guy used to get. Unlike other girls of my age, I didn't want a man with that caliber. Instead I wanted to become one. Well for that I would have to be reborn or reincarnated...because duh! I was a girl. I thus became something better. What you ask!
Angry young women, super rich, super arrogant, good body...wait...ripped marvelous body and a heart....trying to heal because it got a bit broken. The aim was to live rich and die richer. I wanted to grab the attention. I wanted to be in the front page of the leading business magazines. I wanted to be at the top and never come down. Every story has a flavor of romance to it...I had it too.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
My ten year old self wouldn't know what she was feeling. I still do not know but...That feeling has remained the same even after seventeen long years, after so many events and people that came in my life. At ten, when I first saw her, my world stood still for a moment and then it started spinning on this new axis. Tara... Tara Malhotra! I still felt the same each time she was with me, each time I glanced at her. Breathless. And then she left me, She went away to study in some other country, apparently millionaires do not get the best education in their own country...just like the dramas.
I had two options left. One to forget her and the other to hopelessly wait for her. I chose the latter.
And one day she returned, beautiful silky waist length hair, hazel brown eyes, cheeks with a tint of red, small lips with a sincere smile. Breathless. She again took my breath. This time I grabbed her in my arms, kissed her numerous times, confessed my feelings countless times.
But then she left me forever, she died...this doesn't happen in the dramas, how can my heroine die?
I had two options left. One to die and the other to stop living....I chose the latter.
But last year something happened. At twenty eight, I felt that breathlessness again, I wanted to live again. My world stood still for a moment and then it started spinning on this another new axis. I found the villain to my story!
So this is my story. Tanvi Mathur, CEO, Malhotra Group of Companies. Covered by the leading business magazines. Youngest business tycoon of the city. Aiming high on the stair to success, money and fame. Chased by men but stuck on women!
