Taming The Casanova novel Chapter 7

Manyata's POV

We came back after dinner. I was alone in the room as Swati was with aunty and her brothers. I didn't want to intrude on them, so I came back to my room. I checked my phone again and saw a message from a model. She wanted to go get her younger sister's portfolio done by me.

I told her that I was in Chandigarh and would come in a month. if she wanted it sooner, she could get it done by someone else.

But she replied instantly that she would gladly wait for me.

I always had a passion for photography. I used to click the pictures of various places and beautiful natural things like flowers, sunrise, sunsets, birds. Everyone used to praise my pictures and I sent them in many competitions and my pictures got prizes. They were well appreciated.

I worked in an ad agency and quickly I gained recognition as a glamour photographer. Gradually people around me started to request me to click their portfolios. I started to take my assignments of taking pictures for the models and film stars. I submitted my pictures in fashion magazines and finally when they got published in them. I started getting recognition and fashion designers started hiring me to shoot their work...

I found a very famous fashion photographer and persuaded him to be my mentor. I showed him my work and he got very impressed with me. I helped him out in his assignments and begin learning the basics of photography business from him

Then I did an internship with a professional photographer in Paris. I created my online portfolio website.

With God's grace, I am an upcoming freelance fashion photographer now. All the top models and fashion designers want to work with me now.

But since the first time we worked together, Mohit works only with me.

We met at an exhibition where my pictures were also displayed. He liked my work a lot and one of his regular model who was with him at that time told him, that he got his portfolio clicked by me about a year ago. The pictures were good enough to get him lots of work.

He offered me to click pictures for his upcoming summer collection.

I did that and the pictures came out to be so good that some of them got selected in the top magazines. His designs and my photography clicked together and now we are a famous fashion designer and fashion photographer combination.

We both got benefitted by each other's work. So we work together. His spring collection was also done by me and those pictures compete in Lakme fashion week.

We gradually became friends. Mohit is a very sweet person but he is very open-minded being a fashion designer. He always talks like that and makes me blush.

Swati came to the room bringing me back, out of my thoughts.

" Hey, Manu why are you sitting here alone, come we all were sitting there and missing you. "

" I thought you all were sitting and I didn't want to intrude. So I ... "

" What nonsense... Come with me.. " she literally dragged me to the living room.

" See Bhai, she was sitting alone in the room and when I asked her to come with me, she said that didn't want to intrude... "

" What? Did you say that Manu? " Sagar Ji asked.

" Ji... I meant to say... "

" No manu, how can you say that?? You are just like family to us. "

" Ji.. "

" So don't ever say that again. " He said looking into my eyes. I just nodded.

They kept talking and discussing the marriage.

" I talked with dad, he will come by lunch tomorrow. " Sagar Ji said. Aunty and Swati were very excited.

" Wow!! I haven't met my dad for so long.. you would love to meet him too. " She said and I got so emotional that I could not control and a few tears escaped my eyes and I rushed out of there.

My dad was not well and when he got all his tests done, we came to know that he was suffering from cancer. Fortunately, it was in initial stages and the doctor said that it can be treated.

We all were shocked, my mom was so scared. She called up Malhotra uncle. As he was my dad's very good friend. They were planning to start something together when all this happened.

When Swati talked about uncle, I couldn't contain my tears. I had wanted to go with my parents. But uncle went with them and he suggested that I should not go as my dad would be very worried. My mom and dad were already stressed about me.