"So you want to move tomorrow?" asked Aunt Raju when Praveen had reached the house."Yes, Auntie. I've got a new rent," Praveen replied curtly."Where is it?""In rental flats.""Rental flats? Where?" asked Aunt Raju curiously."Still in this Dharavi area too, Aunty! On Dharavi Main Road to be precise!""You mean the six-story, cream-painted Bharat Building?""Yes!" Praveen replied curtly.The woman's eyes widened and there was a look of disbelief."Over there? That's pretty expensive, isn't it, Praveen?" she said."I've been looking around all day looking for a rental but nothing can be found. Only there are empty units.""How much a month?""10 thousand rupees, Auntie!""It's very expensive. Can you afford it?""I'll try my best.""Well, I hope you feel at home there. My advice is, take good care of yourself. Work diligently. And don't forget, please come by here if you have spare time. Don't be arrogant, when you're already famous," she said at length. Praveen just nodded. Of cours
The AMA (Adore Models Agency) office was located in Andheri West, in a row of buildings that resemble shophouses. Praveen didn't have much trouble finding it because he had already seen it on maps.The office had three floors, and the entire facade was made of black glass so that no activity could be seen from the outside. When he opened the door, only then did he know that there was someone inside, even beyond his expectation. There's a receptionist behind the desk and the AMA logo and stainless steel sign is shiny, just behind the reception girl. In the guest chair there were five people waiting. Praveen looked at them. All of them looked beautiful and handsome. Were they models too?"Good morning! I am here for Mr. Deepak Rajapaksha's invitation for a photo shoot casting. My name is Praveen."The girl with shoulder-length hair smiled kindly."Good morning, too!" she replied . "You brought your own portfolio?""Portfolio, what is it?" asked Praveen innocently.The girl's brows furro
Praveen just got out five minutes from the agency office happily. He had gone through the photo shot . He was told to wait within the next three days for the results. He had done his best in front of the camera, trying to be as relaxed as possible. Passing or not, didn't distress him too much even though he hoped for the best.He was waiting for a taxi to take him home. He would stop for a while to the housewares store to buy home stuff. Of course small and cheap items f so as not to drain his pockets, such as a dipper, a broom, a set of utensils. Later, when he had more money, he would buy rather expensive items such as fans, irons, mattresses and others.A taxi stopped right in front of him and offered his services. The driver looked over and questioned him."Want to take a taxi?"Praveen nodded. Without a word he opened the the door, got in and sank into the passenger seat."Take me to Dharavi," he said."Where to be exact?" asked the driver. He wore a baseball cap. But the way he
He tried to stand up. His vision dimmed. The intensity of the pain in his temples and epigastrum was getting worse. He touched his right temple which had been hit. It was swollen and sore. was it bleeding? But his palms were not stained with blood.He cursed in silent. The pain was nothing compared to his anger.Praveen was confused. Why did this suddenly happen? Just now he felt happy, had good luck, but now he had the misfortune of being beaten up by strangers.Who were they? Why did the driver know his identity? How come he knew Praveen was related to Ashita and forbad their relationship? It seemed this was planned, not a coincidence. The taxi driver must had been after him so far that he found out that Praveen was cast at Andheri West and orchestrated this assault! Many questions hung in his mind.But the point was only one. Ashita Agrawal! He was forced to stay away from her for no apparent reason. If he did, his life would be in danger.Still feeling dizzy, he sat back down on t
Zoya repeatedly tried to call Praveen. The only sound that could be heard was a dial tone but didn't pick up. Surprisingly, why not picked up? Was he still busy with the photo shoot casting?She also tried to send a message via WA, asking how the casting was today. She was curious and couldn't wait to hear from him. She was sure that he coud get through well. But it's almost dusk, Zoya had yet to receive a response from him.She wondered why her curiosity was so great this time? She smiled to herself. Her curiosity was actually nothing more than a form of her attention to him. She liked Praveen even more. The love in her heart was blooming with time. Whenever she was with him, she felt comfortable. She didn't even feel lonely in this Dharavi.She couldn't imagine what it would be like without Praveen. The days will certainly be monotonous and bored. Going teaching and then returning to the rented house every day for three months. As her father had told her, she couldn't go home when s
"How can you slip, Prav?" Zoya asked after treating Praveen's bruised temple."I wasn't careful. When I got home, I was going to the bathroom. and my foot was wet and I slipped," Praveen lied. He hoped that the girl would believe and not asking again."You have to be careful. Yesterday I reminded you to buy houseware. You should have bought a doormat to put in front of the bathroom ," said Zoya."I was planning earlier to buy the equipment, but this happened to me."Zoya looked at Praveen with concern. There was a look of pity on her face."Tomorrow I'll help you buy the house stuff you need," said Zoya, looking around. The view of the room had not changed much from yesterday when it was empty."There's a lot to buy," she muttered to herself."Oh yeah, how was your casting earlier? Zoya asked changing the subject. Praveen nodded weakly."When will the announcement?""Within three days," said Praveen, fixing his position. His stomach felt hurt again, but not so intensely, but still ma
Zoya closed her eyes, but when closed, it was no different than opening her eyes. Equally dark. It's totally black out. Every now and then the light appeared a bit dim because there was lightning out there. Sometimes followed by thunder.She laid down with legs folded.In the dark, she could not sleep. Her mind drifted off. Didn't expect to stay here with condition like this with a man she just met. But she believed, Praveen would not take the opportunity.It was the first time in her life to sleep on a man's thigh-padded in the floor in an almost empty room. And she smiled to herself when she realized she was sleeping in this condition.A Zoya Bipasha, daughter of Narendra Prasadh and future leader of Vishaya Group, slept in the lap of a man she had just met in Dharavi. And that man was nobody! Didn't it sound awful?No! This actually looked fun and enjoyable. She was free to be herself without any frills attached to her. Praveen liked her not because of her status, not because she w
All night he tried to take care Ashita in the dark. Cold, lonely and sleepy assailed him. He didn't know what time it was. Maybe three or four in the morning, he just guessing. The watch on his wrist seemed useless because of the dark.He tried to get rid of the drowsiness by occasionally biting his lower lip. It helped a little, but soon the drowsiness came again. In fact he could have slept, but he didn't want to.In the darkness, his thoughts drifted again. Twenty-two years of his life, only now did he see the future. He hoped his life on the right track. He had to take advantage of the opportunities that lay before him. May Lord Krishna grant him good fortune, by making his dreams come true.In the future he must focus on the goal. Only by becoming a movie star could he change fate. Turn things around.He did not have money to trade. It was not his passion, either. Nor did he wish to leave India like Raju to change his destiny. Meanwhile, back to study, it was no longer possible.
There was a loud knock on the hotel room door that morning“Zoya! Danishka! Have you woken up yet?” Mrs. Pratyusha’s voice was heard calling. She wondered why her two daughters were not yet ready for today’s wedding ceremony even though the makeup artist had come to make up the bride.There was no answer from inside. The room looked quiet as if there were no occupants.She began to get restless and knocked harder on the door.Still no response.“Did they fall asleep?” asked the MUA.“Last night they did sleep a bit late watching the sangeet performance. But it didn’t go past midnight,” answered Mrs. Pratyusha, taking out her phone to call Zoya. But it turned out the call didn’t connect. It seemed like Zoya had turned off her phone.She tried calling twice but the result was still the same. She grumbled a little, but didn’t think about anything else. She just thought that her daughter had really fallen asleep.Finally she tried calling Danishka’s number. Although the dial tone was hear
Rajesh Kumar parked his car not far from the departure terminal. He immediately got out of the car and opened the car trunk where he had prepared two suitcases for Zoya and Praveen."These contain your necessities so you don't have to bother later. Take them!"Praveen immediately took the suitcases and pushed them with both hands.Zoya looked around. Even though she was far from the hotel, she still felt anxious as if there were people who knew her or knew where they were. She didn't feel completely safe yet.There was nothing suspicious.She saw a trolley and rushed to get it."Just put the suitcases in this trolley so it's easier!" she said, handing the trolley to Praveen.After Praveen put the suitcases, they headed towards the international departure entrance with hasty steps.Rajesh was like a guard looking here and there, to make sure everything was safe.This was a critical moment in their escape. They couldn't be caught.Everything was still safe until they reached the departu
Ten minutes later, Danishka was fast asleep. Zoya immediately got up from the bed and stared at her sister for a while to make sure the sleeping pill really worked.She looked like a sleeping beauty. So Beautiful.Zoya was stunned. Her guilt surfaced again. How cruel she was to do that for her own sister. But she had to do this.She patted Danishka’s shoulder. She was silent and unresponsive."I'm sorry, Danishka!" she said once again with regret.She got up from the bed to the balcony and opened the door. Outside she called Praveen."Prav, I'll be down in a minute, wait on the balcony!" she said in a trembling voice."Is your sister asleep? Is everything okay?""Of course! I've given her sleeping pills! Everything is according to the plan.""Okay, I'll wait for you! I'm ready too!" "I'll be down in five minutes!" Zoya turned off her phone. She then rushed into the closet and took the bag she had prepared. Before she carried the bag, she took out a roll of rope and when she was abou
It was almost midnight when Zoya was finally able to go to her room.“Aren’t you tired, Danishka?” Zoya asked her sister.Danishka shook her head. Her face looked cheerful.“I won’t just let this party pass me by! You’re so lucky, Sis! Dad threw a party this big for you!” said her sister.“What’s lucky? Being mated suddenly is lucky?”“Your mate is your ex, right? You’ve both dated before?”“Actually, I didn’t intend to get married! But never mind! After all, everyone gets married eventually, right?” said Zoya, not wanting to prolong her conversation with her sister.What is clear is that she is now in her room and carrying out her next plan.But no! She had to wait for Danishka to sleep first. If she didn’t sleep, Zoya had prepared an alternative scenario.But honestly, she didn’t have the heart to give Danishka sleeping pills.But what if there was no other way?Zoya went to the bathroom to freshen up and call Praveen.While in the bathroom, she immediately took out her phone and ty
“They’re coming! You should stay in your room! Don’t go anywhere!” Rajesh said over the phone.Rajesh was still in the cafe across from the hotel monitoring the situation.As he watched Narendra’s family group enter the hotel, he swallowed his saliva and felt a bitter sensation in his throat.He cursed his fate for no longer being a part of Narendra’s family. Ten years of devoting himself to Narendra and being his confidant, did not end his life well. Instead he ended up as a loser.It was so easy for Narendra to dump him.Just because of Sunil Chakraborty.But he did not regret it because now he had the chance to get back at him.He would embarrass Narendra and Sunil. He swore that the wedding party would end in vain.He would help the bride run away with another man. A man Narendra hated.He never imagined that he would end up in a reverse position like this. He still remembered how Narendra ordered him to get rid of Praveen. With the power he had, he beat the young man until he alm
“They’re coming! You should stay in your room! Don’t go anywhere!” Rajesh said over the phone.Rajesh was still in the cafe across from the hotel monitoring the situation.As he watched Narendra’s family group enter the hotel, he swallowed his saliva and felt a bitter sensation in his throat.He cursed his fate for no longer being a part of Narendra’s family. Ten years of devoting himself to Narendra and being his confidant, did not end his life well. Instead he ended up as a loser.It was so easy for Narendra to dump him.Just because of Sunil Chakraborty.But he did not regret it because now he had the chance to get back at him.He would embarrass Narendra and Sunil. He swore that the wedding party would end in vain.He would help the bride run away with another man. A man Narendra hated.He never imagined that he would end up in a reverse position like this. He still remembered how Narendra ordered him to get rid of Praveen. With the power he had, he beat the young man until he alm
Praveen was back in the hotel room when Narendra Prasadh's family troupe arrived. Two luxury cars entered the hotel grounds in a convoy and stopped in front of the entrance. Not far behind were five more SUVs carrying employees and servants.Narendra Prasadh was in the first car. He got out of the car after the hotel staff opened the car door for him.He appeared to be wearing traditional clothing instead of a suit, and that did not diminish his authority as a wealthy businessman.His wife, Pratyusha Beniwal followed after him. She also appeared to be wearing a saree with gold ornaments. Precious stone jewelry in the form of a necklace and bracelet added to the luxury of her appearance. Truly extraordinary. Then followed by her youngest son Rahul.Before entering, the graceful woman stood for a moment waiting for the next car. The sedan carrying Zoya and her sister Danishka.The hotel staff also swiftly opened the car door for Zoya. She got out of the car carefully while fixing her sa
That morning at Amaneesh Chakraborty's residence, there was also a lot of activity.They would perform Ganesh puja, a ritual to ask the god for blessings.The procession will be held this afternoon. Many of Mr. Amaneesh's extended family had also attended.The joy radiated from the face of the Mumbai Police Chief. Of course, this was a happy day because his proud son, Sunil Chakraborty, was getting married.As a father, he could imagine how lucky Sunil was. Having a good career in the police force and also having a beautiful wife who was the daughter of a rich man in Mumbai.It felt like a dream.All preparations had been done well by a third party. They just went through it. Everything went smoothly according to expectations.Sunil should have also been very happy that day. But it was as if something was bothering him, and it was visible on his face. He was not completely happy because of one problem that had not been resolved until now.He should have been able to overcome Praveen a
Praveen was still lying in bed that morning. Even though the hotel room was so comfortable, he had not been able to sleep at all since last night.This was a very decisive moment in his life, preparing himself to carry out the plan he had made as best he could.He had thought about it down to the smallest detail so that this plan would succeed. There should be no gaps or opportunities for him to fail.If he failed, he could end up in prison.Taking away the prospective bride who is none other than the daughter of a prominent conglomerate and the prospective daughter-in-law of the number one person in the Mumbai police?It would definitely create a scene and become national news. More sensational than the kidnapping that Zoya experienced before!If he failed, his face would adorn the front pages of newspapers and even television, not as an actor or model, but as a criminal. The career he had built with great difficulty would end tragically.No, that couldn't happen!He immediately got