Renaming Destiny : Apsara To Myla

She's Here

Myla's POV

"We have literally begged Papa for this vacation, Mom. Please don't do this now"

"Yeah, after the shoot for his next movie starts Enzo won't have anytime to spend with me. And we have just one week until then. Please just let us go. It's only for a week anyways"

"No. No. No. And no. This is final. We are flying to India for the photoshoot tomorrow. Get ready for it. I have promised Eddie that we'll be there and I am not making up any excuses this time"

"But, M-"

"Enzo! No more discussions about this!"

"I don't think I am ready to go back to India", I finally said. She looked at me with knitted eyebrows and asked, "Until when are you going to run away from it then?", I tried to argue but she cut me off, "No, Myla. You are a successful, grown-up woman. If you had to fly back to India for a show what would you do? Say no?". She was not wrong. But the idea of flying back to India did not feel right. I sunk into the soft couch and sighed. "It has almost been a decade. I thought you had moved on from him", she said. 

I looked at Enzo unable to believe her words. "Mama, if you want us to go with you, we will. You should not have brought that topic up", he said. "Enzo, Myla has had enough time to grieve and move on from that heartbreak. I am sorry if I sound rude to you, Myla. But I am doing this for your own good. I'm doing this for your career", she said and got back to sipping on her coffee. 

"But-", I stopped Enzo before he said anything else, "Where exactly in India are we landing at?". She looked at me with raised eyebrows and said, "Mumbai". I nodded, "We are not going anywhere else. We land in Mumbai, complete the shoot in three days and we fly back home", she nodded. I turned to Enzo and said, "Let's go to Kyoto after this. The vacation will be cut short but the schedule is hectic. We don't have another option". He sighed and stood up, "I have a date with Sienna tonight. Don't wait for me for dinner", and stormed out of the living room. It was funny how the 'Most Desired Actor In Hollywood' and 'The Model Of The Moment' had to beg their mother for a vacation.

It was quiet for a while until she spoke, "Myla, I know that I sounded very rude earlier. But-", I stopped her words. "I know why you said that. You weren't even wrong for me to say no to you. I just... It feels like it's too much to go back to India. For eight years I have avoided shows as much as possible anywhere near there and to go back and relive all of those....."

"I'll be there with you. Every second. Enzo will be there with you, your father will be there with you. You have grown, Myla. Look at you. Look at the woman you have become. So strong and powerful. What are you running away from? Who are you afraid of? It is time you go back and show them how much you really care about what happened. It was a life lesson and now, you have the experience to decide what is right and what is wrong for the future".

I nodded and then got a call from my Dad and drove to the agency. I spent the evening trying on the masterpieces designed by my mother for my next show in Italy and then drove back home with my father. It was around mid-afternoon the next day when we drove to the airport to fly to India. As we drove to the airport, I took out my phone and texted Ashwin about me arriving at India the next day. The journey was short and I saw some paparazzi in the entrance of the airport but our bodyguards made sure we got into the flight safely. 

Enzo and I played chess for a while, then we saw some shows. I slept for almost half the journey and only after we landed, I woke up and looked at the mirror to correct my appearance. Enzo looked at me after our parents had gotten down. "I am right here, baby sister. No bastard will get to do anything with you", he said making me smile. "You are an idiot", I stated and walked out of the plane. The whole airport was filled with securities and Mumbai Police making it easier for us to walk to the cars. As soon as we were visible from the glass doors, bright flashing of the cameras blinded us but we walked with a smile on our faces. 

"Myla! Here!!", the paparazzi shouted. I looked in the direction of the voice and smiled while waving making many girly voices raise in excitement. I saw a board which said 'Enzo! We love you!!!' and I pointed it out to Enzo who laughed and waved at the girls who were literally jumping in happiness. Our parents shook hands with some officials and introduced them to us. One of them smiled at me and spoke to me in Hindi. I gave a humble reply in Hindi making Enzo raise an eyebrow. "Sometimes I forget you know a lot of languages", I laughed at his words. We walked to the cars and once we reached the hotel we were staying at, more pictures were clicked but we made into our hotel suites soon. 

I dropped myself on the bed and sighed. "Mam, there is someone who wants to meet you", my personal assistant and dear friend, Cheryl said. I sighed and got up to correct my outfit and asked her to bring them in. I was looking out of the window when I heard someone walk in. I looked up to see a woman probably in her early twenties walk in. "Hi, Myla!", She greeted me and pulled me into a hug. A flash startled me and I looked at a photographer who had sneaked into my room. I looked in disbelief at Cheryl and she bit on her lips in helplessness. "Oh! This is my personal assistant, Myla. Not the paparazzi. Don't worry. I hope you are doing well", she said holding my hands and fake smiling for the picture. I learnt that she will be out once she gets some good pictures and threw a really bright smile while looking at her.

That drama continued for a few moments and as expected, she left after a few clicks. "Who the hell was that?", I asked. "Mam, she is the daughter of a Bollywood actor according to Natasha. I'm sorry you had to go through that. You have some time to relax until we leave for the interview. Shall I make arrangements for a bath or-"

"Wait a damn minute! What interview?", she again bit on her lips and whispered, "Mam, Karishma mam wanted me to keep this from you until the last minute. According to Natasha, all four of you will be attending the interview-", I did not let her complete and stormed out of my suite. I asked the guard outside for directions to my mother's room and knocked on their door. Natasha opened the door and I walked past her to see my mother on the phone with someone. "Yes, yes. We just arrived here. We'll be there in a couple hours. Yes, Mahesh. You have nothing to worry about. Yes. But we expect you to respect her privacy and keep any and all personal questions out. Ok. Ok then. Sure. Sure. Bye!", she hung up and looked at me with a smile on her face.

"No, Mama. It's not funny. I had only promised to come here for the photoshoot. I had not agreed for any interviews. I do not-", I was cut off by Enzo who, just like me, stormed into the room with an angry face. "There is no way in hell we're doing an interview. I do not care about how you are under pressure or any other thing, we are not going to be in front of the camera if it not for the photoshoot we sacrificed our vacation for", he stated. Our mother stood up and said, "Both of you sit down first", I crossed my hands against my chest and waited for her to continue. 

"Ok. First of all, this was not my idea. It was your father's. So, he will answer all of your questions. Secondly, like you heard, Myla, there will be no personal questions. The interview will be for an hour or two then you are free for the rest of the night. If you both want to go out, you can. And thirdly, you father has come back. Go question him", we both turned towards the entrance of the suite and saw our father walking in with a file in his hand. As soon as he saw us, we questioned him about the interview but we had to accept defeat when he said it was for the agency and it's expansion to India. 

Apparently, our father was planning on extending the family business of fashion designing to India and the interview was a good opportunity for him to express his desire to work with some talented Indian designers. We knew how much it mattered to him and had to finally give up. I walked back to my suite and took a long shower to mentally prepare myself. I walked out and saw my team ready to prepare me for the evening. It took them around an hour to complete the look and I looked back at myself in the mirror and smiled trying to build some confidence. I hated how just the air of India was enough to make me weaker. Cheryl informed me that the others were ready and we all left for the studio together.

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The next chapter will be changing everything! Tm

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