It was a bright saturday morning when Ruhani woke up to the most pleasant surprise of her life. She had not checked her social media for past a week. She was mentally and physically exhausted and honestly social media was something,she wanted a break from...so that's what she did. She visited her social media handles after a week and this,this was something she had never imagined even in her wildest dreams. Her talent hunt audition's clip which she posted on her instagram and youtube a week ago...it was all over the internet.Her video was viral. She was viral. And that video wasn't just part of Instagram's trending algorithm which blowed any random video every single month..that video was all over the place. It wasn't just a random viral video,it was like a stuck up trend now. Due to this recognition,her past stand up poetries,performances...all the previous posted videos were coming into limelight. The fact that it was relevant even after a week and was still growing strong,it shocked Ruhani.
That video had 5 million views on youtube and 20 million views on instagram with over 1 million shares. It's clips and bits were shared by many instagram's entertainment pages and was even shared by many famous social media influencers on their stories. Her DM's were a mess,a good kind of mess...and Ruhani,she was all over the moon.
She knew she couldn't share this news with her parents cause honestly her father actually didn't cared and her mother..well,she's a lovely women but it won't make much of a difference anyways. Her brother...oh,yeah..No matter how much they fought,she knew she always had his back. Honestly,he was her biggest support system...eventhough he never showed it but she knew he was always there for her.He was the one who motivated her to start a channel,to post content online. He always saved money to buy stuff for her channel ,no matter if it was her tripod,green screen or a recording mike..all of it was bought to her by him. Right now,his brother was on a trip to manali with his friends so she didn't wanted to bother him much.
She wondered how she didn't noticed such a big thing that was happening to her.She wasn't using social media but her friends definitely were. Lately Manshi,the girl she met at poetry club,Appu and herself were like a trio. And she knew many people in the university anyways,including the club seniors,her classmates or alumni's from her previous school who were studying in the same college. How come no one addresed such a big thing. She understood people's jealousy and how no one would want to mention someone's success as if it wasn't their matter. She could see some of her classmates comments in the comment section and some even shared it on their own stories but none of them mentioned it even once when they met face to face. Is this how world actually worked? She understood the world but why would Arpita and Manshi do that....?
She genuinely wanted to call them,she wanted to ask them the reason and honestly wanted to recieve some appreciation which she couldn't receive from anyone out of her phone screen. Well,she was used to it at this point..Performing,hearing remarks and appreciation from strangers,smiling and shoving all that happiness deep in her heart with no one to actually share it with. With no one to pat her shoulders, with no one to tell her that they were 'proud of her', with no one.....
She shoved all these thoughts away. She took a bath and sat naked on her bed thinking about life. Thinking about MISS OBE..... . Being naked and thinking about her wasn't a bad thing to do,honestly it was just the perfect thing to do but she propelled those thoughts anyways. She had to decide on a dress that she was supposed to be wearing tonight at this grand business party,her dad was invited to and decided to take his family as well. Eventually,it was a grand event where the buisnessmen and their family's were invited as well. No matter how bad things were between Ruhani and her father but one thing which she was never shy to admit was that her father was a passionate family driven guy. He never missed any opportunity to take his family out or to give them the best.
Ruhani didn't know if it was just a bluff or not but eventually this party wasn't just a normal event for businessmen and their family's. It was a rich ass party for all the MILLIONAIRE'S ...repeating again,MILLIONAIRES and was hosted by one of the BILLIONAIRE in the town. That supposed Billionare was the owner of one of the biggest hotel chains in the country and would be there with his two daughters and wife addressing the success of their business through hosting this grand event. AMEERON KE CHOCHLE. First of all,Ruhani's dad wasn't a millionaire or something. He was a middle class guy pretty much up until six months ago whose business was growing recently. Ruhani herself was a down to earth,kind girl who never understood money that much. She didn't know if this bluff party was real or fake,but if it was real..she was sure,this party was something his dad landed through any of his new business friends and wouldn't want to miss it at any cost.
WHAT A DRAG. Ruhani wasn't neither an introvert or extrovert. She was an ambivert. Well,she somehow got through PEOPLE, but RICH PEOPLE.....Nahhhhh. All that fake and extra glamour made her uncomfortable. It made her insecure.
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It was 7 in the evening and Ruhani was ready for this so called MILLIONAIRE'S PARTY. She wore a brown satin Slit midi dress. It's length was just below her knees. She straightened her hair and wore hanging earrings matching absolute right with her dress. She picked up strappy heels with least amount of length,well comfort is important and her makeup.....she left it to her mother to deal with.
Her mum quickly did a base for her as Ruhi always went with the nude look and her mumma applied eyeliner at last. Overall Ruhani was looking pretty,one of the rare days in her life when she felt pleasing about her looks.
She sat in the car and they took off for the Party. Driver bhaiya was overly dressed today as if he was among one of the guests.Well, a human should never need a specific day to get happily dressed,whatever day feels right..one should go for it. It was an hour drive already and they were closing in on the venue. The venue was visible now. It was hosted in one of the five star hotel,whose chain was owned by that supposed Billionaire. The driver parked the car in the parking slot. Big brands and expensive cars were never something which made Ruhani whammy or jealous..but watching their Fortuner among the big trail of Mercedes and BMW's, even Mclaren,Ferrari and Rolls Royce...maybe it really was a party of Millionaires.
She walked in the hotel,there were no entries allowed without a pass. Her dad showed passes which were eventually custom made for the invited guests. She walked and woah....That party was a real deal.
Ralph Lauren,Michael Kors,Chanel,Dior were like Allen solly and Levis to those people. Every other person was carrying something so expensive that would cost her family their health insurance monthly for the rest of their lives. All of them were rich,not like the one's pretending to be,the real one's. They were rich,classy and poised. The way all of them were sipping their expensive wines,The way all of them were making hand movements,the way some of them were grooving...none of it was vulgar. It was all so curated,like right out of a movie. Ruhani felt out of place and INSECURE. She has been to a lot of expensive places and parties before but this was a different world altogether. She couldn't believe how her dad landed this party.
Someone waved at her dad. A man in his mid 40's with a french beard and a glass of Cheval Blanc in his hand.
"Hello,Mr Ahuja..I'm delighted to see you here" The guy with a french accent moved his hand forward
Ruhani's Dad gladly shaked it. "Thankyou Charlotte for having us here"
"It's nothing,you cracked such a big deal for us..I had to get you here"
Both the men cracked into a laughter which was absolutely fake and kept on holding each other's hands for next five mins. Charlotte shortly met Ruhani and her mother later on.
"Mr Ahuja,let me take you to our host,man of the hour" Charlotte said with a smile which still looked fake
"Oh yeah absolutely..we'll be honoured actually" Ruhani's dad replied
Ruhani could sense her Dad's nervousness. No matter with whom or how he landed this party but all of this was new for him and her mother as well who always has been a simple housewife and was trying to hold her own. Deepdown,all three of them were this middle class family who were recently introduced to this new abstract called money.
Ruhani's trail of thoughts came to an end when all of them stood behind a family of four. Those four people were surrounded. Ruhani couldn't get hold of their faces.
Charlotte shoved the crowd away and Ruhani's dad followed right behind. He was following him as a nervous child who was waiting in the cue for their principal. Charlotte tapped on the shoulder of the man who was supposedly the BILLIONAIRE and the host of the evening.
His family turned alongside him which included his wife and two daughters.The Air took a different turn altogether when Ruhani saw what she couldn't believe at all.Maybe she was hallucinating stuff. The woman in front of her had the same shock reciprocating on her face as Ruhani's. Ruhani could never mistook those almond eyes as anybody else's.
"Hello Mr Oberoi,He's Mr Ahuja and this is his family" Charlotte introduced THE BILLIONAIRE to Ruhani's dad.
The scenario which was playing in front of Ruhani's eyes,was it real?
The Five star hotel they were in was 'THE OBEROI'. So,The BILLIONAIRE was ARJUN SINGH OBEROI. The Current chairman of THE Oberoi group.
Hence,most importantly...One of his daughter was none other than ALINA OBEROI !!!!!
Her English Professor?
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