Divya
Family?? What is Family?? Family are those group of people who actually cares for you and support you. People say that those people are lucky you have there parents. But what about those people who have there parents but never got there love and affection.
Well i am one of those. I do have my parents but i always feel like orphan. I never go there love or affection. The only thing i got from them was taunts. And now i am used to it. I am used to living my life all alone.
But as we all know that if God takes something from us then he also gives something in return. God might have taken my parents love from me but he return he gave me such an Amazing friends. My friends are my only family. So i am not sad or upset about anything.
I looked out of my car window. The busy streets of New York city.
Oh god !!! Why is there traffic today??
I am going to be late for my Art gallery. I can't believe it i am going to be late for my own Art show.
This is a nightmare!!!
Well you guys must have guessed by now that i am painter. And trust me i love doing painting. I really like playing with those colors. Our life is also like a painting filled with different colors.
After 15mins i finally reached my art gallery. Although i am a bit late but it's ok. At least i didn't missed my own show.
"I can't believe it you're late for your own show" i heard a familiar voice when i entered the room. I gave her an apologetic smile.
"Sorry Vaani i was stuck in the traffic " i said.
"Anyways you come almost on time" Sakshi said. I gave her a smile.
I looked around the room and found three familiar figures standing in the corner and chatting.
"Hi guys" i greeted them.
"Hi Divya " Arsh, Aman and Harsh said at the same time. I became sad when i didn't found two people.
"Where is Aakash and Ananya??" I asked no one in particular.
"Well they won't be able to come and that's why they have sent a those beautiful flowers as an apology " Arsh said while giving me a bouquet of beautiful red roses.
Red rose are my favorite. A smile crept on my face when i saw the rose.
"Apology accepted " i said
"Ma'am it's time for your speech " my secretary informed me.
"Ok guys i will talk to you later " i said and walked towards the stage. I handed the bouquet of rose to my secretary.
I took a deep breath. Although it's not my first time giving a speech but still i am a bit nervous. I took a deep breath and looked at the crowd. Everyone are waiting for me to start speaking.
I looked at three empty seats and can't help but feel sad. I knew this is going to happen but still i had a small hope inside me that they will come.
I did sent them the invitation but they didn't bother to come. I knew they won't come afterall they don't like my profession. I know i should not be sad and spoil my special day for someone like them.
'Stop thinking about them Divya' i said to myself. My friends are giving me encouraging smile to start the speech.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen " i said. I took a deep breath and continued speaking.
"First of thanks a lot for giving me your valuable time and coming to see my art. I would like to thank my lovely friends for always supporting me and for motivating and pushing me to follow my dreams. At last i would like to inform you all that the painting you all are going to buy the 50% of the money is going to be donated. I hope you all we enjoy the dinner party. "
With this i completed my speech and walked back to my friends.
"That was a lovely speech " Vaani complimented me.
"Thanks" i replied.
"You're getting more better in painting every year " Sakshi said while looking at one of my paintings.
The party was a success and after dinner i decided to leave for home. I told my secretary take care of everything since i am leaving early.
After driving for 1 hour i finally reached my apartment. I opened the door of my apartment with help of a key. I looked around the my apartment. I have 2 bedroom apartment. It's not very luxurious but it feels like home.
I brought this apartment with my hard earned money. So i am really proud of it. My apartment has the perfect view of the whole new New York city. That's one of many reasons because of which i choose this apartment.
My apartment consists of a small living room, a kitchen and a master bedroom. There's another room too but i use it as my home office.
I quickly walked towards my room since i am so tired and i only want to sleep but before that i need to take a bath. I really love my room its my personal heaven. I have a comfortable bed , a study table with bookshelves, few couches facing window a walk in closet and bathroom.
After taking a long warm bath i wore my my comfy pajamas. I got inside my duvet and fell asleep thinking about my bright future.
Next day, i woke up when I heard my phone ringing. Who is calling me so early in the morning. I will kill that person for disturbing my sleep.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw the caller id. My eyes widened in shock when I saw the caller id.
Why the hell is she calling me ???
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Hey my lovely readers,
I hope you liked the first chapter of my new book. Tell me your view in the comments section. And what do you think who called Divya??? And most importantly why she reacted like this???