Hi guys i hope all are doing well.
✨️✨️I am unable to decide... whether to write king's pov or not. I hope your comments can help me.💝💝
Money, power and education always rules the world. I won't say universe because no human can rule it. If money is there for good or bad people will come to us, it gives us power. If power is there then everyone obeys us. Above all education which can change the ideology of humans.
I wish everyone can get these three things in their life.
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Rushi's pov,
I am very happy... why ?? No reason or may be my husband... oh god what happened. One day i will die of this shyness. Why god... why you made me this much shy....
Before we both got out from car... he held my both hands in his and told....
He: doll... there will be lot of media everywhere.. cameras, mobiles, flashlights etc... so many will be there. You no need to get nervous i will be with you. You can be yourself. Just don't get nervous.
I am already feeling nervous because of his words. Why he need to say all this. Now i am becoming nervous. My heart is popping up and down. I don't know what to say. I just looked at him while bitting my lowerlip corner.
Some checking is going on... may be too many cars came at a time. No wait it is not that..... media covered some of our cars.
After five minutes he got down... and came to my side and opened my door and forwarded his hand. With a little smile i kept my hand in his.
Media flash lights blinking like some sort of lightning and the flash sounds tearing my eardrum. This is not my first time na then why they are behaving like this. For first time they may be interested who is the great tagore's daughter-in-law but why now... no reason. I am getting annoyed and nervous.
We both walked on red carpet. Hmm.. i don't know why but i am not feeling nervous but some strange feeling like hmm... i don't know how to explain it. It feels like it is something which shouldn't happen. I don't know whether this feeling is bad or good... but very weird.
Finally we entered some big room... like big what to say some hall. There are some people dressed like celebrities. They are having mics in their hands. They are checking some cards. On them it is written NEWYORK FILM Festival (NYFF).
There are some camera men, staff.... oh so many people are there running here and there. Body guards stood at some distance.
We both stood infront of some big add board. I don't know what to call it. My eyes roaming around whole area. I didn't notice when some anchor or what to say host came towards us.
Oh there are two.... a lady and gent...
their attire is very what to say hmmm... Hollywood style.
I averted my eyes from them to my husband. our elbows inter linked like some movie couple. He lifted is right hand like saying hi. May be it is the guesture to do.... i am just standing whether to do or not. Let it be i will just watch.
Host lady: welcome Mr. Abhimaan Tagore. Business man of the year, best entrepreneur for two years. We are very pleased to see you here. Anything you want to say about today's event.
He: i wish every celebrity can reach their audiences.
Host man: mr.tagore i can see a beautiful young lady... can you introduce her.
Man asked smilingly.
He: my wife Mrs. Rushitha Abhimaan Tagore.
Host lady: wow... finally i am able to see the wife of mr. Tagore. How are you feeling Mrs. Tagore about this event.
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