-Idque Vos- Part 3: Page 6! - Page 2

In the capital city of India, New Delhi, resided the Qureshis. They weren't the regular business family; they were the most powerful business family in India. Business was a matter of a few crores for some but for them it meant nothing less than millions. What people dreamt of, they lived. There was nothing in this world that was unattainable for them. For the world, Mr. Zahir Qureshi was the CEO of the Amaira Group of Industries (AGI) but the person who actually handled it was his better' half, Mrs. Shaziya Qureshi. There was nothing this lady had been ever afraid of. She was the true replica of a 21^st century woman. Strong with her thoughts and even stronger with her actions; Shaziya knew how to gamble in the world of money and shares, her motto was to earn money till her last breath and she could go to any extent for doing so. Zahir and Shaziya had a daughter, Amaira Qureshi. Much to her name, her character was different from her parents. She had no desires for an entire business named after her, she had no wishes to wear Prada and Gucci every day to school, she had no wishes to move around in an Audi or Porsche, all she had ever wanted was the love of her mother. It ached her heart always when her mother would never show up at any function of hers or would never appreciate her good grades. The only good thing in Amaira's life was the unconditional love of her father, he always stood there for her and supported every decision of hers. He never stopped her from living her life the way she wanted, he was her support system, the only person who lived for her in this entire world.

In between her luxurious imperfect world and her simple perfect world, Amaira had spent fifteen years of her life, it wouldn't be correct to call this part of her life to be the most beautiful one but it was definitely not the worse even. It was Mr. and Mrs. Qureshi's seventeenth marriage anniversary, and Amaira very well knew that her mother would never miss a not-so-important business party to celebrate the day with her husband. Zahir, being the CEO of AGI, had the least of interest in any sort of meetings and parties, he knew that his daughter needed him and so he was always with her.

Unfortunately, that day the most unimaginable event had taken place. Amaira had arranged the most beautiful night for her father to celebrate that day with her, like she had always done. Candles were lit, dinner was ready and the cake had reached just on time. She was waiting in anticipation for her father to come so that they could celebrate but God had some other plans for her. She kept waiting but nobody turned up. That night, her father did not come. This had never happened in 15 years but it happened. And probably, that was the last day when Amaira ever even waited for her father.

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Ronak lived in the religious land of India, Banaras. His family was neither rich nor poor, they belonged to the "middle class" part of the urban society. Ronak was the pride of his parents, Brijesh and Shilpa. Just like any other parents, Ronak's parents also desired for their son's good education, they lived a tough life to help their son study in the city's most expensive institution. Seeing his parents strive hard for a good living, it had always been Ronak's first priority to help his parents whenever he could. He never demanded for anything all through his life, he was the most ideal son any parent could ever wish for.

He had always desired for a lifestyle with no difficulties, a lifestyle where he could live without worrying even a little, but God had planned something else for him. Hardly did his parents ever tried not to give him what other children had, Ronak could see that to fulfill his needs, his parents had to cut short on their requirements. Being mentally matured ahead of his age, Ronak could understand that his life was different from his school mates, what their parents could afford without an iota of worry, his parents could not. He could always sense a feeling of discrimination between the rich brats and himself. Brijesh and Shilpa always wanted to bridge the gap that Ronak always felt but were always unable to do so; they tried every which way to make Ronak feel better about his life but could not do so.

Years passed by and today Ronak is a grown up boy of eighteen, all these years Ronak had always wanted to do something which could relieve stress off his parents' shoulders but destiny had planned something else. It was one decision of his, rather the first thing that he had ever asked his parents for, which had completely changed his life. Today he was living all by himself, he did not have his parents living with him any longer. That one decision which distanced him from the people he loved the most, he wanted to go back to them but deep inside his heart, he had no regrets about his decision.

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