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๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ #๐ Taranginiโs goal is to take over her fatherโs company and make her sister the CEO of it. Taravy construction, and stop her father, from making anymore marriage business alliance which can lead to ruining her daughter and sisterโs life, like it did to her. Perhaps snatch away the only chance to fall in love, and have a happily ever after forever. Like she hoped for, to insure this she made the only sane deal with Madhu Singhania her late motherโs best friend and the mother to the only person, she ever loved. Sarvin Singhania the CEO of SINGHANIA GROUP OF COMPANIES and a father.6 months into marriage and he was Divorced, no one knows what happened, not even the cockroach in the house, only the close one does. The real conflicts arise, when the strings of marriage knot tied to him, without taking a second thought of what if he became the problem itself, she said yes. At first, he hated her not knowing who she is, but when he did, he tried to mend the broken pieces of her unhealed heart along with his own. Will he be lucky to catch the second chance tightly, when life gives it to him? Or it will end in vain like last time it did? He was broken hearted, rude, egoistic, sassy and a cigarette sucker until he became a sucker for her. Even if he was all along. The way to a softy again he did some things causing the second conflicts to arise and making his work in vain. Taranginiโs plan and the urge to stand still on the other side of wall without peaking from the high walls of her heart for just a one glance at him, goes in vain when he climbed it, to protect her heart from broken again and make her one of the greatest secrets hidden under the wrap. She would do anything, even if it takes to hurt him and go with the plan to divorce him as soon as the contracts end, once she gets what she wants. Until then her heart will be at stake. And He will be her smoke. ------------------- This generation was lost. So were marriages. In the name of religion, caste, business and what not. People were only playing. People played and moved on, ruining the most innocent heart with their dirty greed, lust and what not? They do not care if you are born from them. They do not care if the marriage ruins you. They do not care if you are a woman or a girl, they worship in Navratri. They do not care if they are born from one. And if you love someone elseโs, or someone else loves you. They care most about the money, The fame, the respect, the power, the pleasure you bring them. In this namesake society, they care about the freedom they take away from you, and the benefit they get from it. They care most about the money you bring to the table, with the stupid marriage alliance in the business world. or your body in bed, perhaps some pulls you in woods at night or nowadays in broad daylight? In the street? in the hospital?ย In your own house? Or in the car? You name it and I will say. Or in a stupid household of any country Or you can talk about my country, india. They will let you get raped in the name of marriage but not let you stay happy in your singleness or with the one you want. They will take away your life in the name of respect to their religion but not let you be with the one person you love? in the name of love. The love we all are born from. They are player. They play for Power, greed and money. Definitely not care about your greed for love. And they most definitely do not care about you. And this time she was one of them, A player you can say, how was played You can say. Now is playing the same gameโฆโฆ you can say. but the difference is, she doing it for her family, her sisters and daughter. to protect them, from the same ill Fate, she has been through. Itโs not about giving someone a rose one day, and saying love you the next. And give your virginity the next second. Most people just do this to have pleasure with other. Without caring about what one think. This isย the same kind of game with business marriage alliance. But marriages were more than this. They were the sacred strings, holding people together. A name given to honour Love. Love was more than gifts or fleeting encounters; it was as delicate as a rose petals, requiring care and reverence. To mend the thrones, and love someone, despite the thrones. without the fear of hurting once self, and loving them despite the imperfection For the broken heart and the pure one. But for not the greedier to satisfy the greed. In the name of marriage and act of love in public. But how cares? And this time it was her, who will going to unhonoured all of it. Loose lips sink ships, but silence guards the most dangerous shit. -Tarangini Agnihotri Singhania