What happens when the language of love is very differently read by a girl.Hate,broken promises,anger,fights,disloyalty are all part of her language of 'LOVE'.Can someone come into her life and give a different lesson of love?
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RHEA I really didn't know how to react to the news.There are certain things in your life you jst keep ignoring,sometimes because you are uninterested or sometimes just out of fear.Me ignoring this topic was probably because of the second reason.So.... it was quite natural for me to just stare at my mom when she informed me that there was a marriage proposal for me...Some distant relative of my mother has come up with the proposal.The guy is the owner of a leading textile industry-"Khannatextiles".His mother has been continuously searching for a simple bride for him and they are very excited to see me once they have come to know about me from the distant relative.
My mother was giving me all the information but i had almost stopped listening.Couldn't she see my eyes and just know what i am thinking ...but...well she has never done that and i just cant expect her to do that now.... *****************************************
Rhea Prakash-22 years of age,doing MBA in finance-thats me.... For a girl of 22 years i should have more varieties in my life- a more exciting lifestyle or a good looking boyfriend.But i had none-neither a boyfriend nor a dream which every girl of my age nurtures...i had lost them long before.The only thing i liked was to sit at home reading a book,shutting down all my links with the outside world.With time i understood i hate people,or rather i am in fear of them? may be thats why books are my best friends.And then...here was i listening to the news of a marriage proposal coming for me.Marriage....i really didn't know what was it but probably you need to love the person you get married to?Do i really have any love left in me...to give to anyone?My closest people have stopped understanding me long back....will a guy who is a complete stranger ever try to understand who i am?what i have gone through?how are those dark days of my childhood been? *****************************************
AYAN
Its not everyday that i get time to relax in my office and just stare at the sky from my office window,but today was an exception.My secretary Lusie just informed me that two meetings have been cancelled as the owners of the other textile companies could not reach.Their flights have been cancelled due to bad weather.Though on any other day this news would have irritated me today somehow i felt happy.May be i was too tired....tired of how i led my life till now.Too much work...too little family time...most importantly no time for myself.I guess i was just too young when dad handed over the company to me.It became almost my duty to sustain the same prestige for the company after dad's death.No partying,no girlfriends despite the seductive glances all the beautiful girls gave me right from college...may be it just didn't feel right then or may be there was no one actually who touched my heart.... ***************************************** Suddenly my secretary knocked on the door and i was brought back to the real world.Why did i even start thinking all this at the peak work hour?...may be because my mother just informed me yesterday that she has finally found a girl for me and whether i would like to meet her.I did not reply to her yesterday but just looking at the evening sky shrouded with a cover of cloud...i think i know what to tell her... *---------------*
Okay guys so this is my new story....believe me when i joined wattpad i never thought i would write my own story...but when i saw people like GinaHolidaysrkajol4lifeManialexander133Mille-FeuillessyalieDutchbollywoodfanshivkapoor write such beautiful stories....it just motivated me to write... i dedicate my very first chapter to all of you. And a special mention to GinaHoliday....thanku for everything...:)
