Anaya Singh, neither model like body nor a fat one just enough muscle not your any cliche girl either loved or hated, her life is just complicated, one of the best in her field of work of solving problems and improving the already solved matters by...
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Anaya looking at herself in the huge standout mirror knew that anyone who will look at her will definitely take a moment to give her a second glance but what about her inner self, will anyone even try to glance at her complicated and confusingly messy emotions.
Viren Karnal, a friend to anaya to start with and a beautician and makeup artist stood looking at the woman in front him admiring how his work was nothing in comparison to the ethereal and blissfully natural beauty she holds cladded in a navy blue lehenga with heavy golden work paired with a sleeveless golden top with a flurry edge dupatta and her naturally straight warm brown hairs.
His words made her come out of her reverie "I know my work is the best and all but is it like something verry good for you to look at yourself so... soo.. I can't name the word but that look is not very usually witnessed when it comes to you."
"As if."
His face contorted to a confused one thinking at which part did she scoff at.
Her lips curled to a slight curve looking at the antics of the man in front of her and she shook her head"Viren it's time for us to go to the sangeet."
"Uhh ye.. yeah yeah but that woman what was her name Tehar Muneeb something, she always follows me whenever i come in her vicinity and asks for an appointment two days later but i am not interested yarrr and she wants me to work along with her already hired makeup artist that egoistic Akshara Bahl, i just hate her yarrr and i would work with her that too on such a short notice."He said shrugging on his off white upper coat over the pastel pink coloured kurta.
She started to walk to the entrance when the bell chimed "Isn't she like the bride's first cousin."
And maybe Rehan's cousin too she tried to recall as they all are related from their mother's side.
"Wait what!!?"Viren screeched.
The person in front of her had a blank expression on his face but just as his gaze met with hers, he could not stop the look of surprise to surface for a moment, as said it was just for tad bit of a moment.
But the bright smile which graced his face then after couldn't even stop anaya from smiling and hugging Rehan Mirza.
"I thought you will be the one coming to meet me first."he said while hugging her.
"Then what changed your mind."she teased coming out of his embrace.
"Someone named Viren, tehar requested me to meet him as."
"As I am not agreeing for the collaboration."Viren coming from behind her completed.
"And that is not changing anytime soon Dr.Mirza."he continued further.
"Well what will it take for you to change that."Rehan took a businessman posture even though being a doctor cardiologist to be precise does not make it for the fact to be forgotten that he belongs to a businessman lineage and his stance depicted it clearly.
