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I am Reena, today. I am sitting at CDG airport, Paris waiting for my flight to Mumbai. While waiting for boarding call and during my flight to Mumbai my mind ran back to the past 6 years. Yes, I was not Reena always. The boarding card reminded me that I was born as ‘Rama’ born and brought up in a small place in Indore district of Dakshina Kanna district of Karnataka. I was the only daughter of a poor farmer family. But my father was very much determined to educate me. So, with all difficulties he sent me to school and after schooling in my village I was sent to secondary school in Moodabidre. The school was big and good. I stayed in one of my auntie’s house who was a widow and had no kids. She loved me and I was happy in school also. As I was a good student, I passed in distinction all through and completed my tenth standard. My mother was forcing dad to get me married but my dad wanted me to finish my college. So, I was admitted to a college in Mangaluru. I stayed in hostel.

It is in the hostel life and living in Indore that changed my outlook. Movies did have a great effect on me. I always dreamt of moving in big cars, living in luxurious bungalows, with servants, cook. Travelling abroad in business class. My dreams had no end. Dreams are dreams and normally all are illusion. Same thing happened in my life also. I completed my graduation in Commerce, and I was 20 at that time. I had ambition to study further or make my career in modeling in Mumbai and many other wishes. By the by let me tell you about myself. I was then 20 years, five and half feet tall, slim waist big or say very big boobs with matching hips, whitish complexion, knew swimming, dancing and little bit of acting too. To look at I had a beautiful face comparable to any film actresses. For a better comparison, I can be called a replica of Sunny Leone or some Hollywood heroines. So, my friends were always advising me to run away to Mumbai and make my future. But it didn’t work that way.

I stayed at my home for a year and when I completed my 21st year mom was forcing for my marriage and dad could not argue. I was married off to a person of our caste who was also a graduate in commerce. He was the ugliest person I could have imagined, but my parents noted that the family is a good one and had property. Good grace was that he worked in Mumbai. He told that he was a clerk in a private firm and stayed in a rented apartment. Within a month of my stay with my husband, (his name is Ravi), I got fed up with life. In face he was working in a Udupi hotel and stayed in a dilapidated chaal. There was no charm in day and night. Whole day Ravi would be at his hotel, return after ten at night, and leave morning at 6. The only time he ever touched me was on some Sundays and would finish just seeing my Top. I was contemplating about what next. What is my future? Should I live like this and bear his kids, if at all he can do it, and close my eyes one day?

All turned on that eventful day of our marriage anniversary. So called anniversary. I still was a virgin and was celebrating my anniversary. What a paradox! I was always asking him to take me to Nariman Point and that day he decided to take me. We reached in a local train and from church gate station he took me by walk all way up to Nariman Point. Luckily sunset was just at that time and it was good sight. I say a billboard advertising a diamond ornament show at nearby Oberoi Hotel. I pleaded with Ravi that at least I want to see the exhibition. So, we entered the hotel hesitantly. The dazzling diamond display was too good, but I had to be content with only seeing. We came out of the hotel and in the parking, I saw a Benz car. I got a funny idea to stand near the car and get a photo. I stood close to the car and asked Ravi to take a photo. I was bit scared also as a person was constantly seeing me. We hurriedly left the place, but the man came fast and reached us. I stammered ‘sorry’ to him. He smiled and said it is ok to take photo near his car, but he wanted to know about us rather me. We introduced ourselves and he shook ‘my’ hands and smiled and said he was Mr. Nayak of Nayak and Nayak jewelers. OMG! He was Nayak of the world famous Nayak Diamonds. I could not believe that I had met him. Then I observed that he had left his visiting card in my hand. “If you ever remember or else I will” was inscribed on the backside of the card. What did he mean by this? I was puzzled. I just muttered few words of thanks and told that it was our wedding anniversary and hence we were roaming few places. He congratulated both of us and smilingly told that the day needs to be celebrated. I also smiled sheepishly. He continued and asked how we liked the collection in the exhibition. My husband told that all were good but beyond our reach. Mr. Nayak then requested to go with him once again to the hall. We just followed him. He explained the making of jewels and showed us many new collections. Not to disappoint him I just nodded each time with smile. He then asked about our dinner to which I told that we will go home and cook. He laughed and told that the day being our wedding day he would treat us for dinner. All along I was wondering why this person is showing so much interest. But I was hungry and kept silent. He led us to the sky top restaurant where from whole city of Mumbai could be seen. I sat in front of him. I could sense his eyes were constantly on my bosom which was accidentally uncovered.

He ordered Champagne which we had never seen. My husband does take drinks now and then but not Champagne. With it arrived few starters. He extended the green bottle and said, ‘this is wishing a good day to the lady in green saree’ and popped the cork open. The lathered champagne oozed out. Pouring in the glasses he raised it with cheers. For the first time in my life I had a glass in my hand. Automatically I also raised the toast and slowly we started to enjoy. Yes, the drink was really very good. Once we finished, he filled second and then third. By then the 7-course dinner arrived. Ravi was spell bound to see the dinner items and Champagne. Nayak enquired about Ravi’s job and what I was doing, whereabout of our house etc. He continued to say that he had diamond outlets in Paris, London, Hongkong, Singapore etc. We finished dinner and the time was already ten at night. Nayakji asked as to how we would return. I smiled and told that I would take a cab, whereas we had nothing to pay for cab but would have walked to Church gate and taka a local. Objecting to me Nayak told ‘don’t worry, you are my guest and I will tell my driver to drop’.

Then he answered my doubt. He told that in the exhibition there were very few customers till I arrived which he was worried. Within few minutes of my entering the hall, it seems wherefrom huge crowd started to arrive. He therefore considered me as a ‘lucky mascot’ and decided to know us closer. He continued to say that I deserved a special gift for that and being my wedding day. He took out a box from his coat pocked and gave it to me with a big thanks. I didn’t know what to say. I also thanked him for the night. In the portico the same Benz car arrived to pick us up and drop at home. I waved at him and to my surprise he sent a flying kiss with a bye. I was curious to open the box but resisted till we reached home. We changed by which time Ravi had opened the box. It contained a diamond set of necklaces, nose pin, and ear stud with jhumkas, a diamond ring. Ravi exclaimed and estimated the value as not less than 15 lakhs. His face became grim and told me to return it as we don’t deserve it. He was a bit angry too as to why he gave such costly gift to me. But I resisted saying that it will not be good to return a gift, that too he is being a very influential person. But inside the lure of diamond was pressing me to accept. It was such a gift which I could never have dreamt in my life with Ravi. I just took it and kept in the cupboard.

Few days went by and I often remembered the events of that night. I was even thinking of calling his number and thank him again, and under that pretext speak to him. Suddenly Ravi told me at night that he has been asked to go to their Indore for two days as they wanted to start a Udupi hotel at Indore. Normally they don’t send him outstation. Incidentally his sister stayed at Indore and he thought it an opportunity to meet her. He left the next morning. Unexpectedly in the afternoon I got a call from an unsaved number and to my surprise it was Mr Nayak himself. He just asked how I was doing and if I had lunch. I replied and suddenly he asked if I was free in the evening for dinner. This was a shock to me. I never expected it that too when Ravi is out of station. Could I have refused? Not with such a big person who gave me a lifetime gift of diamond. I said that Ravi has gone to Indore and I was alone. He said he will send car to my house and I can be ready by 7 PM. I could not say anything.

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