Prologue

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"Nothing has a happy ending until you will be grateful for it and make it happy." An elderly woman said to the little girl sitting on her lap.

"Oh maa, You truly are something else. Others tell their little ones about hapa py ending. But here is all way different " A man who seems to be in his mid-thirties, sitting on the couch in front of the duo.

Hearing this, the little girl jumped off her grandma's lap and yelled in her cute voice "Yes, my grandma is unique and best"

This caused the man to chuckle a bit and a smile crept up on the elder woman's face. She swiftly took the little bunch of joy in her arms and said slowly while removing the strands of hairs from her little face. "Cause I don't want my sweetie to be in illusion and then get hurt by the harsh reality of this world" She made her sit on her lap again. "I want my Roohi to be a knight not,someone who needs to be saved by knight."

Roohi smiled and said while nodding "Yes!! I will be as strong as Lion."

An mid age woman entered the room and heard this " Lioness, baby. Not only lion but a lioness can also rule the jungle." She corrected her while smiling at her precious daughter.

"And I am a tiger" A boy, not more than six years old, came out from behind the lady.

Roohi came out of the warm embrace of her grandma and ran towards the little boy aka Piyush, her brother who is 2 years younger than her.

All faces were adorned by smile as they watch the siblings play around.

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Roohi Malhotra, a teacher with a heart of gold, smiled warmly as she packed her bag for another day of shaping young minds. She was getting ready for school. No she is not a student now but the one who teaches the students. She is a teacher. Though she once sat on the other side of the classroom, now she stood at the front, guiding her students toward their futures.

As she made her way downstairs, the familiar warmth of her family enveloped her. "Good morning, Mumma," she greeted to her mother whose playful banter always brought a smile to her face.

"Good morning, baby!"

"I'm not a baby, Mumma," Roohi retorted with a playful pout, keeping the atmosphere light and cheerful.

Her father, Mr. Raj Malhotra, joined in with a chuckle, teasingly calling her their forever baby. Roohi couldn't help but pout even more, though deep down, she cherished the endearing nickname.

After a lively breakfast filled with laughter and conversation, Roohi bid her family goodbye and embarked on her journey through Mumbai's bustling streets to reach her school.

Each day was a new adventure, filled with the promise of inspiring young minds and shaping futures. And as Roohi navigated through the chaotic traffic, she carried with her the love of her family and the passion to make a difference in the lives of her students.

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In another corner of the bustling city, a scene straight out of a fitness magazine unfolds. Avinaash Oberoi, a man sculpted like a Greek god, pours his strength into the weights at his lavish gym. His glistening muscles catch the light, making him look like a work of art in motion.

Lost in his own world, Avinaash is interrupted by a polite knock on the door of his state-of-the-art gym. With a commanding presence that matches his physique, he grants entry with a single word: "Come in."

As the door swings open, a figure enters, bowing respectfully. It's a slender man, dwarfed by Avinaash's imposing stature. "Good morning, Young master," he greets, met only by a curt nod in response, the air around Avinaash as cool and unyielding as his demeanour.

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