Diamonds and Dust

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Riddhima Vilas Jorman lived in a big mansion in a rich area of Mumbai. The house was beautiful, with fancy furniture, shining chandeliers, and a huge garden filled with flowers. Every morning, Riddhima woke up in her huge bedroom, surrounded by designer clothes and expensive accessories. She had a personal stylist who helped her get ready, and many servants who did everything for her. Her life was all about shopping, glamorous parties, and hanging out with other rich friends. She loved going out, attending fancy events, and enjoying the best things life had to offer.

But even with all the luxury, Riddhima felt trapped. Her father, Mr. Vikram Singh, was a powerful businessman who had big plans for her future. He wanted her to marry Ritik Dillion, the charming son of an ambassador. Riddhima had met Ritik a few times, and she always felt he was fake. "Papa, Ritik sirf bahar se acha hai. Mujhe us par trust nahi hai," she told her father, hoping he would understand. But Mr. Singh was blind to Ritik's true nature and thought the marriage would benefit their family.

On the other side of the city, Vansh lived a completely different life. He resided in a small apartment and worked hard as a mechanic in a small garage. His days started early, and he often spent long hours fixing cars, getting his hands dirty with oil and grease. "Yaar, ek aur gaadi repair karni hai, bas thoda aur kaam karna padega," he would tell his friends, focused on his work. Vansh loved his job, but his income was barely enough to support his family. He lived with his mother and younger sister, who relied on him.

Vansh's mother had health issues, and he worked tirelessly to ensure they had food and a safe place to live. "Maa, aaj kuch khaas banate hain," he would say, trying to cheer her up after a long day. Despite the struggles, he found happiness in his simple life. He was known in his neighborhood for being honest and kind. He would often help neighbors fix their cars for free, believing in lending a helping hand to those in need.

The difference between Riddhima and Vansh’s lives was huge. Riddhima’s world was full of glamour and high expectations, while Vansh’s life was grounded in reality and hard work. They were from two completely different worlds, but fate was about to bring them together in an unexpected way.


Thinking of writing a
one-shot on this—
would you all be interested? Let me know in the comments so I can decide whether to go for it or move on to something else!?

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