Vivaan's POV

I walked up to the stage for the press meet as it was the birthday of India's richest bachelor, business tycoon, Mr.Vivaan Malhotra. Actually I feel exactly like this when it comes to any special day of my life. I can't enjoy as it is taken away by the media people.

Journalist: So Mr. Malhotra what are your plans for today? Like special date or something? Chilling with friends?

"Yeah sure why not? Birthday is always for chilling." Said I feeling almost like killing the journalist as they were first following me for news and then asking if I was going to chill out? Like how can one chill out with a million eyes following him?

Finally the press meet was over and I was taken to a studio to do the press shoots for the pictures for tomorrow's news papers. After the shoot was completed, I was given a break till the next news paper company people set their sets up for the photo shoot.

I was sitting on a chair given to me by one of the spot boys there and fiddling with my phone when I heard a familiar voice coming from somewhere nearby.

I decided to walk around the studio to see if I could find the pretty girl who was the owner of such a melodious voice. She was singing my favourite song 'Daddy Cool' by 'Boniem'.

A walked near a door of a set and felt that the sound of the girl singing to the guitar tune coming from inside the set.

I slightly opened the door to see her playing her guitar sitting on a chair and singing her heart out.

Many celebrity from Bollywood and a few young cameraman, spotboys, director and other famous people were sitting on chairs surrounding the elevated stage on which she was sitting.

She had been able to be a good cinematographer and she was also a very successful model in Bollywood I had got the information from her boyfriend last night.

Flashback

The guy managed to make her lay on her bed and then walked out with me.

"Why did you just asked me today's date? Is today's date somehow related to her drinking?" I asked him.

"Actually today is her long lost love's birthday. She never tells me much about him but I can say that she still loves him a lot and goes to wish him to his favourite place and then this all happens. Generally I follow her everytime but this year I just didn't check the date much and this all happened..... I am sorry man." He said softly.

"Who are you to her?" I asked in curiosity.

"Boyfriend. Actually we are on a test before our arranged marriage by my parents that whether we are comfortable with each other or not?" Said the guy.

"By the way are you not Mr.Vivaan Malhotra?" Asked he curiosly.

"Umm. Yeah" Said I.

"By the way you must be knowing me. Or might be not cause you are so busy now a days." Said he.

"I think I've seen you somewhere." Asked I as his face seemed familiar to me.

"I did an Advertisement shoot for your company's soap." Said he.

"Oh. May I know your name?" I asked him.

"Varun Dhawan." He said.

"Oh! So you are Varun Dhawan the bollywood actor? My sister is a big fan of yours. She will really eat me up if she finds out that you worked for my company and I didn't even notice you or knew about you." Said I.

"And the girl you picked up from the beach is Girijah Singhania a top model and Cinematographer. Many know her name also." Said he.

I felt him really strange. He was such an ass who was a boaster. How could Geet (Girijah's nick name) fall for such a bostful person? Though it was arranged.

"Want one?" He offered me a cigarette.

"No thanks I don't smoke." Said I.

"Does she provide her cinematography to movies too?" Asked I.

"Why?" Asked he.

"I need a good cinematographer for a movie that I'm producing." Said I.

"Oh! Yeah. I heard about it. With Mr.Johar right?" Asked he.

"Umm. Yeah. He was asking if I knew someone." Said I.

"Well we are then again gonna become colleagues." Said he.

"Can we become friends than colleagues?" I don't know why I asked him that. While talking to him, for the first time I felt like I was not lonely.

"Of course man like it would be a pleasure to have a friend like you. You know something, I had never had a friend except Geet of course. She is more a friend to me than my fiancée." Said he with delighted eyes.

"Neither me too. Except one..." I slowed down.

"Well who?" Asked he.

"Leave it now." Said I.

"Wanna friendship hug?" Asked he.

"Yup. Need it." Said I.

We hugged tight and he said," You know this acting world.... hard to know what's fake and what's real."

"What do you think about our world its easy? Only money. People are your friends when you have money and then when they are able to drain all your riches, they'll just walk away." Said I.

"Thanks alot for what you did today. And I'm really sorry." Said he.

I then broke the hug and said," Hey! Just now you said that we are friends and now you are telling me both the words which are restricted in friendship."

"Sorry Dude." He said.

"Again?" I said mischievously.

"Man you are...." he said laughing.

I took out a chewing gum and again started to chew.

"Well. Chewing gum. Are you a kid?" Asked he.

"Atleast better than your habit." Said I looking at the cigarette he was smoking.

He looked at his cigarette and said,      "Oh! Actually it makes my hungry stomach stop jumping. Not a regular habit."

"Same here." Said I.

"Then let's go and have dinner together. Feels like she is too high to have a bite." Said he looking towards the door to Girijah's bedroom.

"No not today. I need to go home. Need to get up early tomorrow for the press meetings and photo shoots." Said I.

"Its your birthday today right?" Said he not much sure of it.

"Umm. Yeah. The worst day for me." Said I thinking of the boring photo shoots tomorrow.

"Yeah! Those media people. They think we are something but not humans like others." Said he in a funny way.

"Anyways take it as a birthday treat from this new friend of yours." Said he.

"The only friend." Said I joking and we walked towards the parking lot for the car to go out.

End Of Flashback