Part 1Roli Divedi...
Only daughter of Jamanlal & Meena Divedi...
Also the only heir of Divedi group of industries...
Crores & crores of amount in the bank account...
Bungalows... Estates... Guest houses...
Branch of Company in almost all major cities...
Though daughter of owner of all these...
Roli always wanted to be simple...
She was getting ready in a simple chudidar...
With very simple jewellery on neck, ears & hands...
Its her first day of college...
But no happiness was seen on her face...
How she will get... when it was her father wish to study the management course while her wish was towards fashion designing...
Still she got no guts to utter single word against her father wish...
How will even to such a strict master...
Specially in case of Roli he was extra strict officer instead of a affectionate father...
Roli never remember any pleasant moment with her father...
Whenever she remember about her father.. she only remember his rude face with rough words...
Since childhood she was never allowed to express her view or wish...
Its always her father who decide anything for her...
Same way this college course too...
Of course her mother is supporting to her...
But only when talking to Roli...
Not got any guts to talk in front of her husband...
Her mother convince Roli to go as per father wish instead of arguing with him...
What is the use in arguing or even just asking... anyway he does what he feels as correct for him...
Roli looked at herself in the mirror...
She was satisfied with her simple dressing...
She rushed downstairs from her room...
Her father was sitting in the hall...
Roli started taking slow steps without even making any sound seeing him...
She went side wise towards dinning where her mother was busy arranging plates for breakfast...
Meena: Roli.. you got ready.. come lets have breakfast...
Roli: Ok mom...
Roli sat on the dining chair...
Meena went near Jamanlal...
Meena; Please come to have breakfast...
Jamanlal: Yes Coming...
He kept the newspaper on the table & went to dining...
He sat on his regular seat & looked at Roli...
Jamanlal: Roli.. you are not yet ready for college...
Roli: I am ready pappa...
Jamanlal: You are ready!!! in this dress... you remember you are daughter of crorepathi...
Roli; But pappa... i only like...
Jamnalal: Do what i say.. wear some costly dress... according to our status...
He shouted...
Roli started shivering...
Roli: Ok pappa...
She said keeping her face down...
Roli looked at her mother...
Mother expressed to do like he said...
All finished having breakfast...
Roli went back to her room...
She opened the wardrobe & looked at the so called costly dress...
She didn't like any of those...
It is all purchased by her father according to the so called status...
But now Roli got no other way...
She took one among them & wear it...
She looked at herself in the mirror...
Roli: Am i going to any party to wear such costly dress...
She showed irritation...
But she can only inside her room.. not in front of her father...
She changed the jewels too according to the dress as she is aware her father wont leave to notice that... Then it will be Roli who need to hear again...
Finally Roli got ready to college and went down...
Her father looked at Roli from head to toe...
Jamanlal: Good... Take that new car which i purchased for you...
Roli: But pappa... i will go in my old...
Jamnalal: Do what i said... you were going to school in your two wheeler as that stupid school was not allowing to go in the car.. now no such problem with college... so take the car...
Roli: Ok pappa...
She agreed and took the car key...
Roli went to the car & started driving towards the college...
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