The Cimmerian Nights..(on hold)

Chapter 1.

Randhir's P.O.V.

"And the best business man of the year award goes to non other then my son.... Mr. Randhir Singh Shekhawat.." said my dad who was called upon the stage to give me the Award..

I touched dadaji's feet and took his blessings and next is Maa.. Then I made way towards stage.. Dad proudly handed me the award.. I touched his feet too..and then microphone was handed to me.. To express my feelings, happiness in words..

"Thank you so much for this award.. And moreover its such a honour to take it from father.. Its his hardwork due to which today Shekhawat Industries are touching hights.. Because of his guidance I am here reviving this.. Thank you so much its just because of you that I am here.. "
I concluded my speech.. Due to which dad hugged me..

" Harsh Sir please you too say something on your son's achievement" the announcer said to dad and I handed Mic to him..

"Thank you much beti I very proud of you today. Ladies and gentlemen Randhir is the son a father can ever ask for. He is my strength my everything I have him I don't want anything from life. You when he was young he used to ask me that 'Dad why everyone says that see thats Harshwardhan Singh Shekhawat's son. They don't know me as me but as your son' ' ok then do something great and make everyone know your identity son. 'used be my answer..
And today I can proudly say that I am a proud father of Randhir Singh Shekhawat.. " and at last he hugged me and there was a big round of applause...

After, there was a party for my achievement thrown by dad..

Me and were talking when Mr. Sharma came.. He is one of our business partner and a very old family friend.. " Congretulations Randhir this third time you are getting this award in row. I proud of you son " he said

"Thank you uncle " I smiled at him.

With several numbers of congratulations and thank you-s finally the party was concluded by dad with a speech in he said that he is proud of me and thanking every guest for coming and appreciating my achievements..

" Let's go Dada Ji its bed time. Its already past midnight and you haven't sleep for like... 20 hours. So lets go home " I said to my Dada Ji who still behaves like a 5 year old kid instead of him being in his mid 70's..

" Bahu tell him that Iam not talking with him " he said to maa referring me.

Ladies and Gentlemen my Dada Ji..

"And why so?? " I asked him...

" Bahu tell him that he already know the reason.."

" You can't be serious Dada Ji. Its almost a month and still you are not talking with me its so not fair "

" I don't care the wounds-" placing his hand on his heart "-here are still fresh.. So I'll not talk with you " he said dramatically which in other words we say over acting.

"Oh Dada Ji common its not my mistake that they denied for marriage" I reasoned out

" Yaa right its not your mistake that someone has denied to marry you for... Hmmm let me count -" he started counting on his fingers "- oh I don't have enough fingers to count " he stated sarcastically..

" Mom see na Dada Ji is again --" I turned towards mom but didn't found her. Guess what she was gone long back..

" Hey what are you guys talking about?? " dad asked coming towards us

" Dad look Dada Ji again started that topic" I said more like complain..

" oh so you guys continue I have some work " and he too left from there half walking and more running.

I don't know why but mom and dad never interface between my and Dada Ji's bickering..

Ladies and gentlemen my family

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