A trend setter, this man creates and the world
loves. With this designs not only meant for the colossal ramps but also in the
reach of common man, it looks as though the world is painted by the colours of
AR. Clothing has never looked so beautiful. Yes, there are generations of
fashion designers who have made the world see and understand the art of trend
setting but he is different, unusual and remarkable for he designs not just by
his mind but by his heart as well. Being typical is something that is not
possible for him.
He may create and design by his
heart, but he rules by his mind. If creativity is one side of his brain then
commerce is the other side. Playing with money is as easy for him as playing
with the threads and beads. Ask him the equation of his success, in typical
Einstein fashion this Harvard MBA graduate replies, A=X+Y+Z where A is success, X is creativity, Y is
fun and Z is money. "You can conquer the world even if you have just a rupee in
hand. The only thing that matters is how you use it." He is a perfect blend of
business and art.
Curious to know about his work
environment...
The rest of the article was
missing as one of the selected torn pages had probably flown out of the open
window. This page was spared as there was a coffee cup to support it against
the raging wind and sleet. With a dull whoosh, the sleek and shiny magazine
paper was ruffling against the mug when its support system was unceremoniously
lifted. Having no other thing to hold on to, the paper drifted away through the
open window into the cold sleet probably thinking why the hell am I just a
freaking paper?
Absolutely unconcerned that the
world doted on him Arnav Singh Raizada shut the open window with a snap and
turned around holding a coffee mug in his hand. Settling himself on the sill of
the French window of his luxurious penthouse he looked down on the streets of
New York, the fashion capital of the world, where there were hundreds of people
waiting to get a glimpse of him but he cared less. He enjoyed his solitary
luxury with no one to intrude him except his thoughts. Just as he was basking
in the glory of being absolutely alone, a shrill, annoying ring of his
telephone jerked him to the reality that he had to face every day. A phone call
from thousands of miles away, too precious to be ignored in the eyes of the
caller and an unavoidable obligation in the eyes of him. Well, do I have a
choice he thought bitterly and headed to answer the phone and made a
conversation that barely lasted 5 minutes. Grim faced and irritated he muttered
'Di!' and went to attend his business that would keep his mind off some
unnecessary baggage.
A/N: This is a work of fiction. It bears no resemblances to any magazine whatsoever. It is completely my imagination. Hence, no plagiarism is tolerated. Please dont copy this work on any other platform or forum.
PS: How was it????
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