PROLOGUE

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******PROLOGUE*****

As the sun sets, Paris comes to life with a thousand lights and another side of the city is revealed: joyous, romantic, at times secretive. With family, friends or as a couple, take time to visit some of the capital's most beautiful sites at night, for a magical and unforgettable experience.  Paris looks  more beautiful even than the day. One can feel like Paris is one of those cities in the world where you can do almost everything you want in the city.

It has become late night but he was walking alone in streets having his headphones on but totally lost somewhere. He buried his bare hands in his jean pockets and looking at the streets. This was always his usual thing. He loves to stroll all alone in the streets. His life contained many twist and turns in his past which he have never even dreamt of. Those past made him do a greatest sin for which he still feels guilty for doing such a thing. He many times felt disgusted about himself. To forget all those past he came out from his homeland India, to Paris to learn music inspite of owning the greatest business empire by his dad Mr. Durgaprasad Maheshwari. Just few months left for him to go back to India and start his own business. He didn't want to live under his father's shadow, he wanted to describe and experience every thing on his own. His father still doesn't know this but still he was determined to convince him.

Inspite of all these things on side, he still couldn't forget her.... The one whom he betrayed. She loved him so much and at the end of that night everything was over! His mom Mrs. Annapurna Maheshwari too passed away that night making him more broken and shattered yet he acted to be strong. 

He entered into a lavishing mansion which was only his. He opened the iron black gate and started walking through the driveway to his mansion. The mansion was completely modern with all the latest technologies and architecture. He lived all alone for 4 long years from the day he left India, his homeland and till now. Entering inside the house the lights turned on by itself due to sensor revealing a complete modernized interiors with the theme of black and white and all the furniture was fixed on to that theme.

He looked at his phone which was vibrating due to a call for a long time sighing to himself he attended the call.

He: Hello

Op: Sanskaar, how times do you want me to call?

He: Sorry dad.

Dad: It's okay. When are you returning back?

He: Maybe after few weeks or a couple of months, not really sure dad.

Dad: okay take care.

He: You too take care dad.

The call got disconnected.

He started walking to his room. Sanskaar's life changed from that very moment. He didn't have affectionate communication with his father, somewhere he felt it was just because of him he had to betray her, that innocent soul. He was still confused with his feelings about her. He doesn't know what happened to him that he behaved so cruel, heartless to her that time. It still hurts him.... He regretted everyday because she was in pain and was hurt only because him. He still wants to go and find out how she was doing but something inside him was stopping him.  Those eyes of hers.... he won't be able to make it when he sees her, her eyes. The last moment what he saw was her magical hypnotizing eyes which displayed the immense pain and tears which he hated the most. Even though years passed he still couldn't forget her eyes.... That eyes.

Not feeling to have his dinner, he just changed his dress into white vests and trousers and laid on his bed to have a nap.

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