Nothing in life is permanent life itself is temporary. So why worry abt the troubles and spoil ur present? We are afraid of changes because we like things to be how they are. But why resist it when you can enjoy it?
Live life to the fullest and no matter what you are going through , no matter how difficult your day has been remember you only live once! So spend your life as if each day is a suprise and look forward to challenges because they teach you new things. Thats life! If you live each moment it to fullest as if its your last . People say you only live once but if you do it properly once in enough.
Woah! So true i felt when i read the above paragraph in a magazine I found lying on the dining table downstairs . And reading it inspired me I felt like making things work
Out no matter how hard they may t seem.
I was deep in thought when I heard a knock on my door. I hadn't spoken to anyone since morning and at breakfast we both had been exceptionally quiet. I walked to the door and opened it to say a maid smiling at me.
"Mr Amico is here to start your lessons frkm today."
Oh wow thank god ! Something new finally. Frankly I was getting bored of Richard now. All we did was fight or argue on stupid things and I hated that. If I had to act like his fiance I at least needed to know him.
Sighing at my own thoughts I smiled at maid and said to her "i willl be there in a minute . Where is he waiting?" I asked
"In the study mam." She politely smiled.
I nodded my head and shut the door after she left. I quickly dressed up in something appropriate and semi formal. I looked at myself in the mirror and applied minimal makeup to look presentable. I wore jeans and a shirt with a little frill on top near the buttons. Once done I proceeded out of my room and towards the study. I was feeling excited because after so many days I would finally be productive. When I reached in the study I shut the door behind me . On a chair I could see a man sitting but he didn't look quite old. His back was facing towards me , I walked in front if him to greet him. Smiling I went to him and said
"Hello I am Ri.." my mouth hung open in mid sentence. In front of me stood a freaking italian god.
I had thought my mentor would be an old guy with hair turning white. But woah life surely did have alot in store for me.
He had brown hair ,green eyes that could pierce your soul. He smiled at me showing his perfect jawline and perfectly aligned teeth which were white as snow .
God damn it! I cannot concentrate on learning with such a hot man around.
"Yes I know Miss Richa Chadda from India right? I am Dante Amico. Nice to meet you "he said
I shut my mouth before I would start drooling . He had put his hand forward so we hand shaked and a smiled back.
All of a sudden I felt bold and said
" would you mind if I say something?"
"Surely " he said" I want you to be frank with me. I will be your friend first and then your mentor. I have a different way of teaching" he said
"Umm the thing is ..." I looked down as I felt myself blushing
He arched an eyebrow waiting for me to continue
"Your too hot to be a teacher" I blurted out
He simply chuckled and said
"Woah thats stereotypical .who said teachers cant be hot?" He said in his accent which I noticed for the first time.
"Well lets say I am not your teacher but a friend first . More like fidante? Si?"
"Si. Thats great" I said smiling.
The next two hours were really fun. I learnt how to deal with different questions the media would be asking me. He wasn't strict at all and that was the best part. Infact he even pointed out that my command on the english language was very good. It made me so happy and we instantly became friends.
Atleast all this coming to Britain and stuff gave me a good friend. I thought.
Once we were done he packed up his laptop and was ready to leave. I bade him a farewell and he started towards the door. But looked back one last time
"If its not too much to ask can I get your mobile number" he said scratching the back of his neck.
I blushed and said
"Sorry dante I don't have a cell . "
"Oh its ok " he said "anyway we will be meeting everyday till your ready to face society ."
After saying that he smiled and left . Suddenly an idea popped up in my head and I ran to stop him. He was just about to walk out of the main door when I stopped him breathlessly.
"Dante wait.." I shouted trying to catch my breath
"Richa say" he said
" you have a facebook id ? We can talk through that. I was umm thinking to learn italian and french too basics atleast" "So if I have doubts I can ask too. " I said.
"Sure "he said and gave him his facebook name , waved a goodbye and left.
Exhausted I decided to get some sleep. I walked up to my room and changed into a comfortable tshirt .
I had alot in mind today. I enjoyed my lesson with Dante and would be looking forward to them everyday.
RICHARD POV:
I came home after a really tiring day at office. I had three meetings back to back and boy it was exhausting!
Lately things have been rough between me and Richa and I couldn't concentrate on work much thanks to her. My thoughts kept wandering back to her. I hated this feeling ,I desperately wanted her out of my head.
I had reached home around 8 and after taking a nice hot shower I went to meet Richa. I had to find a way to make things work between us. I also wanted to ask her how she has been , how her first day with Dante' was ...and stuff like that.
Of all the best mentors I knew and could afford I chose Dante. He was my best friend so I didn't have to worry about him leaking information to the press or any such problem. I had told him everything from the start so he would know the urgency and intensity of the siuation. He was the only one I could trust with Richa.
I walked to Richa's room and knocked on her door. After a few minutes when noone opened the door , I gave the door the slight push and it opened . So I entered the room and looked inside for Richa. She was lying on her bed on her stomach and busy typing away on the laptop , more like my laptop whose rightful place was on the table ,in my study.
Intrigued as to what she might be doing I tiptoed and walked towards the bed and bent to see what she was busy doing.
She was chatting with someone on facebook so I bent further to look closer . I read the name on the chat box and my eyes widened.
Dante really? They became like what bffs after meeting him only once.
I wierd feeling of jealousy and hurt swept over me. I decided to walk out of the room before she would acknowledge my presence . I turned around and was ready to tip toe when I heard something fall and crack into pieces on the floor.
Shit! Couldn't you be careful Richard! I muttered and mentally slapped myself .
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