They were close.
Sometimes like friends.
Sometimes like professionals.
Sometimes like mates.
He is her solace in this hypocrite world.
She is his only relationship in this selfish world.
His embrace is her only solace at the end of the day.
Her embr...
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RELATIONSHIP – Everyone has different perspective or opinion about having different relationship in their life. People come into our life just like a season or maybe with a reason. Only few, only few will be in our life forever not as a season, and not just because of a reason! There are people who will be with us giving a meaning for life, but will never let to name their relationship with us. There are two reason why they don’t want to name their relationship, one is because they don’t want label it into one certain category of relationship, and the second reason is they themselves don’t know what relationship they shares and doesn’t want to lose the relationship just because of naming it.
Everyone believes that the base of every relationship is TRUST. When the basement itself got weak means then the relationship doesn’t lasts for long.
The entire Arora Mansion, the huge luxurious mansion, was silent today. It is the mourning of Ram Arora and Priya Arora, who left this world due to an accident. There were relatives sitting along with the only heir of Arora Family, PragyaArorawho was just 17 years old girl.
That day Pragya would never forget because the people whom labeled themselves as her relative snatched the trust she had on them.
At evening,
She was standing near the large sofa in the living room, in her white t-shirt and the long white skirt. Some lawyers have arrived and she doesn’t even know what to do with. She couldn’t understand what they are trying to convey to her. Only thing she realized was the relatives are not her relatives anymore.
“No one can snatch her rights from her” a voice near her brought her out of the stressed flow of thoughts
She turned to see her father’s only friend MohanMehra standing there with determination written in his face. Her eyes then noticed his only son, standing near him, holding a bundle of files. AbhishekMehra 21 years old, the tall handsome intelligent man, who loves his father a lot and does anything for him, Abhi completed his graduation and now joined in Arora Industries as a fresher.
“Mohan, you stay out from our family matters” Pragya’s Chachu warned Mohan
“Yes, Pragya is daughter of this house; we know how to take care of her. Now she is young so we will take care of the properties” said her Tauji by smirking at him
“You mean her as daughter of this house or only heir of Arora Family?” Mohan asked instantly making them to shut by the lies they were telling as care for Pragya.
“Uncle” Pragya called blankly and Mohan turns to her. If a 17 years old girl can look like a just born baby then it’s here right in front of him, too fragile and vulnerable Pragya. ‘How much cruel her family was? Just now she lost her parents and here they are arguing to get her properties! I should help her, Ram has did many thing for me’
