Second Wife, Second Love.

2. Reyansh Malhotra.

***Reyansh's POV.***

"I am sorry, Mr. Malhotra, but we can't help you with it. But if you are interested in opening it in-" Mr. Roy says.

"Thank you for your time. I should take my leave." I say and get up before they could finish the sentence which all the others before him were trying to say.

I have never cared what people thought before, so why should I care what they think now? Living life on my own values is what I believe in. And I have only three values.

Always be there for your family.

Stay focused on what you want and never stray from that path, whatever happens.

And last, always eat something cold when angry.

That one is the latest. I hate getting cold and eating ice cream or any cold thing. So it is a punishment if I get angry at my situation or myself or anyone. Because I have realized tough way that anger takes away strength to think.

"How was it?" Bhai asks and one look at my face and says, "That bad, huh? Why don't you let me help you, Reyansh? What is the shame in asking for help from your own brother or father?"

"There is no shame but... You will not understand. Let it be." I say and sit in the car.

"I won't understand. When you were just five and I was seven, I knew you were scared enough to pee your pants going to the washroom in the middle of the night. But I let you pretend that you are showing me beautiful stars. Seriously." He says and looks angry.

"Okay. It is just that this is something I have to do on my own. I have always been given whatever I wanted. Good education, best gadgets, excellent support but I never struggled so I feel things are too easy for me. And this could create a problem for me if I settle in. Because lately I have been feeling that all my life I have been going through this schedule which was made by someone else." I say.

"What schedule?" He asks.

"After birth and enjoying childhood, graduating school, graduating college, then masters, then marriage, and last, divorce. Sometime later, I have realized that I forgot one dream I had when I was ten. To have my gaming or software company. I was not just used to be thrilled while playing games, it was the technology that used to call out to me. That how people do this?" I say.

"Then why didn't you take your chance and left?" He asks.

"Why go out when I found a perfect place here? I love this place and Chandigarh. I know you would say I am just getting too attached. But I want to grow my business here." I say.

"How many months do you have?" He asks.

"Two more months before they sold the place away." I say.

"Why didn't you just buy it?" He asks.

"Because I don't want to depend on the place and become lazy. That is why I am doing two meetings in a day with investors." I say.

"You will get there, little brother. I know you will." He says and I nod.

"Just drop me here and go." I say.

"I can stay." He says.

"No. After this, I am going home. I have some fresh changes to make in my ideas." I say.

"Again?" He asks.

"Please, IT is growing every day. There is something new every day." I say and wave at him.

My car is in repair, so Bhai came to drive me to my meeting. But I know he has promised to have lunch with Mayra. I take a deep breath and go in. This has become routine for me for the past six months. Wake up, help at the company with the servers or any technical issue. Then if there is any meeting, go for it. Explain the ideas and get rejection.