she made her way out of that hall, she was feeling nauseated. she didn’t like those glitters, those sparkles which were only to prove one’s class, even though she was dressed the same, her dress was designed by the famous designer in Delhi, hair done by the world-famous stylist and the makeup by her personal assistant, none of it was to be missed, she looked impeccably beautiful only if that smile of her could be bought with money.
she made her way past those big doors to find a calm and serene place amidst those paparazzi. she stopped on her tracks, witnessing a cute moment between a man and a waiter who must be ten years old, that man was hugging that worried and anxious boy who seemed frozen with this sudden flow of actions.
the man then slowly removing himself from the tight grip he had on him said, “Thank-you Mate for serving us today, it was pleasure having you here.” the boy was shocked to hear that, she was stunned to see that whereas the man beaming broadly, went ahead to the next waiter.
she was smiling seeing a whole different scene in front of her, completely unaware that she was following him. she couldn’t see this mysterious man, only his back was seen and his words were heard, which made her more excited to find this man’s identity. she was in awe of his nature, she thought she found a real gem in this fake world.
she started on his way, observing him from a distance, growing was her anxiousness and like for that gifted man. she was blindly following him, knocking some tables, some vases on her way, just so that she doesn’t miss a bit of that magical moment, whereas he on the other hand, was on his hug and praise journey, completely unaware that he had a charming follower.