Chahat had a family too. A big family. A happy family full of relatives…
But none of them even knew she existed.
Even now, she had no idea why her mother had kept her a secret.
Was there a problem?
Did no one love them?
Could they not accept her in their lives?
But then she remembered her mother's words—
"If your existence were known, everyone would be very happy."
Then why?
Why had she been abandoned?
A storm of questions raged in Chahat's mind, but there were no answers—only the echo of her mother's words and the mystery of the past she had yet to uncover.
Why did she make me an orphan? I'm truly puzzled.
Mum always told me that I was a special child, someone who deserved love—just love. "One day, you will receive my portion of love. You just have to wait for that time," she had said.
And here I am, still waiting for my share of love.
Knowing that she wouldn't be with me for long, she made all the necessary arrangements for my future—ensuring I could complete my studies without any worries. Until now, she had planned everything for me, but from this moment on, I will plan my own future. Perhaps the time she told me to wait for has finally come—the time when I must take my life into my own hands.
"You cannot tell anyone who you are or whose daughter you are," she had warned me. I don't know what reason was behind her decision, but I have to be careful.
Only a few people know my true identity. Before she passed away, she changed all my information, erasing any proof that I was her daughter. Now, I can start my new life as an orphan, using my current identity.
I cannot reunite with my family, but if I can at least see them from afar, that would be enough. However, that is only possible if I live in the same city as them.
A place where the sight of the rising sun paints the sky,
Where roses bloom with a million emotions,
Where hills are adored with love at their core,
Where monsoon woods make every heart soar..
Shimla—a place that feels like heaven on earth.
Shimla is a beautiful city. From a very young age, I loved everything about it because my mother was from there. She often spoke about her home, her family, the places she used to visit—her college, her favorite small tea shop (chai ka dukaan), and even the places where she used to meet my father.
Her words still echo in my mind as if she told me these stories just yesterday. I miss her—her voice, her warmth, her everything. Time has passed, but I can't forget. And as I grew older, my love for Shimla only deepened.
Another Place…
A major headline has taken over the business world—The Singhania and Malhotra families are moving to Shimla!
The Singhania family, known for their vast business empire, is shifting their headquarters from Mumbai to Shimla. This unexpected move is sending shockwaves through the industry, as many anticipate major changes in the corporate world.
A young man—tall, striking, with pitch-black hair and deep, intense eyes—sat watching the news. Dressed in a sharp black business suit, he looked like he had stepped straight out of a business magazine.