I rushed to my room in the hostel and threw myself on the bed and cried.

The pain of having no one in my family surfaced again. Though I had learnt to live with it and smile I felt it again today. It was all because of him.

He was rude... I would never talk to him again. What does he think of himself??

His grandfather was very sweet and friendly, he always behaved like I was one of his family members.

It was shocking for me when I came from school and found out that my parents were dead. They were killed brutally. My whole happy world shattered and I was stoned.

I was not in my senses... And could not believe it was happening to me. My loving parents' dead bodies were lying there on the floor, in front of my eyes. And I just collapsed there between them.

When I came to my sense they were already cremated as I was unconscious for almost the whole day.

When I got to my senses, I realised that I was in a big room, I got scared and asked about my parents but at that time, Dadaji (Mr Shah) came and placed his hand over my head and told me that they were no more and from then I stayed with him. He treated me like a granddaughter and since I could not take things out of my mind, he sent me to a boarding school, so that I could stay away from this environment.

Slowly I became normal with time but the pain of losing my parents was still there. Dadaji tried to give me all the love and support he could provide.

I could not live like that forever so I tried to forget everything and live life like it was my last day on earth. It was my way of pushing the negative thoughts off my mind. So I started to smile and started to enjoy life. As laughter seemed to be the best medicine for my pain.

I turned into a happy-go-lucky type of girl. But since I knew how my parents were killed brutally, I knew how to be cautious and not to trust people easily. I learnt to fight for my rights and became quite aware of how people behaved.

All I knew was that I had to take care of myself. Though dadaji was there I didn't want to bother him with any of my issues, as he was already doing a lot for me.

He provided the best for me, much better than my parents could ever think of in their whole life.

My parents used to work for Dadaji. My dad was the best worker Dadaji had. My mom used to create beautiful designs and my dad always tried to make them into real pieces of jewellery.

According to Dadaji, they were the perfect couple and were his most trusted, reliable and favourite workers.

I still remember Dadaji presenting my parents with a rare diamond. It was said to be very costly.

But Dadaji gave it to my parents as a reward for their dedication and passion for work. My dad always treasured it he was proud of the fact that dadaji honoured him with the rare stone.

That stone was with dadaji and on my eighteenth birthday, he informed me that my parents left the precious diamond for me.

It was a rare diamond rock and I didn't even know its price but dadaji told me that it was risky to keep it like that so he made me keep it in a locker. All my parents' valuable things were in that locker.

Everything was fine till recently. I don't know why but I feel that I was not that safe anymore.

I was on a trip with my friends and they told me that there was an attempt to kidnap me on new year's Eve. But some gentleman saved me. I had no memory of it, I just remember only a few flashes. I knew someone protected me and I was holding myself tightly to him. I would always be thankful to him for saving my honour and life.

But since I can't be very serious for too long or I start getting depressed. I bounced back from that incident since nothing happened but since then I learned that I would never accept anything to eat or drink from anyone, especially men.

I got on with my life and then I got the news that dadaji was no more.

I was shocked and shattered. Oh no!! The only person whom I could count on was gone. I was all alone in the whole world. What would I do now??

I panicked and was going out to cry my heart out when I bumped into someone and his food got spilt on Manik's... Mr Shah's girlfriend.

I wanted to get away from there as soon as possible as my tears had already started to escape. But that man started shouting at me that I got his food and money wasted so I must pay him back.

I didn't want to break down in front of them so I started arguing. It was the best way to keep myself from breaking down.

Even after that man was gone because Mr Shah paid for his food, I kept arguing with Mr Shah. As I could not accept his help like this. I didn't know him or his intentions so didn't want his help.

Moreover, I don't know why but I was feeling safe with him. And arguing with him made me forget my pain. He was looking very cute getting irritated with me but I didn't want to be alone at that time or I would have broken down. I felt bad that I was irritating him but I could not afford to break down.

He seemed to be a nice person but was very rude to me. But still, it was a refreshing change as other men were always trying to come closer to me while he was always trying to get away from me.

I was shocked when I saw him in Starbucks in Surat. I could not have imagined seeing him here, why were we meeting again and again?

I had come to meet someone regarding a part-time job. As I was not sure about my future and I had to take care of myself. I inherited the talent from my mom and created some good jewellery designs. So I wanted to get a designing job or something.

But just before the meeting the lawyer called me to inform me that Mr Shah's grandson would be my new guardian now and I have to meet him in an hour. I was relieved to hear that. At least I would not have to worry about my education.

The man who was supposed to interview me came to meet me in the Starbucks and ordered food. But I insisted that I will go and get it as I was not getting good vibes from that man. And that's where I met Mr Manik Shah again and as usual, we argued. He went away and came back to give my interview but felt uncomfortable and then he tried to touch me and I ran away and bumped into Mr Shah again. He helped me in getting rid of that filthy man but I didn't want to hear his rude comments so I thanked him for his help and left.

I was shocked to see him at the lawyer's office. How does he reach the same place and at exactly the same time, as I do?? I thought he was stalking me. So I said that aloud. But then the lawyer introduced him as Mr Shah's grandson.

His dadaji was so nice and friendly and he is so rude and arrogant.

I knew he was a good man as he helped me and didn't try to flirt with me all the time. I had even slapped him during our first meeting but he just yelled at me.

I was happy that he would be my family now just like Mr Shah was. I was so excited that he got gifts for me as a welcome. But I was wrong. I was not welcomed in his life as I was just a duty for him.

I was so hurt to hear his rude comments. I would not bother you, Mr Shah.

Never...

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