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Mr not a beggar's POV :

After seeing her carry the lilies and roses in one hand and rest of the bouquet in another hand with a smile on her face , I went back home with a light heart . I was scared of hurting her . In very less time she had become very important to me . I did like her or may be more than that. May be it was 2 sided but for her good , it will be right if I maintain some distance from her . I saw the letter along with the 2000 rupee note and earing in the locker . I smiled to myself seeing those things . She is a nice girl . For her good , I won't let these feelings out . If I express them to her , she would like to be with me which is not good for her . These feelings must be killed in the heart itself .

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Mr not a beggar lived in a huge bungalow gifted by his dad to him on his 18th birthday . It was a huge house but he lived there all alone . He was surrounded by servants who too , maintained distance from him . Yes , he was a prince with a Richie Rich life but there was no one with whom he could spend some family time with . He laid down on his king sized bed and went on a tour of his past .

His POV :

I still clearly remember that unfortunate​ day when I lost my father , when I became a bad omen for him . I was suffering from pneumonia then and my dad, Harsh Shekhawat, former CEO of the Shekhawat industries, was taking me to the doctor in his BMW when a truck hit our car and my dad was spot dead . It wasn't destined . I became a bad omen to him . I was safe with only a few scratches​ here and there. That day , everyone​ cursed me for being a bad omen to my dad and taking his life . I wasn't​ surprised. I was being cursed for my mom's death too since childhood as she died while giving birth to me.

At mere age was 20 , I was given the position of CEO and huge responsibilities . No one objected then . My brother , Parth too supported me a lot. He is 4 years elder to me .

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It was then when I met her . Sanaya Jha was her name .
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Suddenly , the doorbell​ rang . I went down and saw Parth sitting on the sofa .

Shocked was an understatement . I was surprised and somewhere happy to see my buddy cum brother . But then past incidents flashed in front of my eyes .

P- Ron , how are you ?

R- it's Randhir for you . What are you doing here , I guess Mr Roshan Shekhawat won't be happy to know about your presence over here .

P- I came to talk about Sanyukta .

R- what ?

P- how do you know her ? I mean you suggested someone after such a long time . I hope you aren't close to her otherwise ....

R- she will die , I know , and I know very well what I am doing . You don't need to explain it to me .

P- Ron ...

R- Randhir

Parth sighed .

P- Randhir , don't take me wrong but she seems to be a nice girl and whether you accept it or not , you're a bad omen , please don't destroy her life too .

He was sprinkling salt on my wounds . It hurt a lot .

R- leave Parth

P- I love you brother but this is destiny

He left .
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This is it . How was it ? 😮

Randhir's past has started revealing . Am I going too fast ?

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