She has broken the barriers of the royal family in every dimension. Though shy, she had been a liberal and a rebel right from her childhood days.
While girls of her age would play with cuddling toys, she took up horse riding. It is the passion of her life.
While other royal princesses of her age quietly accepted the spouse of their parents’ choice, she created quite a sensation by marrying a commoner, Hari.
Anger bubbled inside her as she thought of that name. How naive was she?
She rolled back onto her back in anger.
The only thing she did right in Hari's case was to divorce him! She had no doubt that it was the right thing to do. She shrugged herself as she wanted to get rid of his thoughts.
So, she thought about her new initiative to build homes for people in poverty. A ray of satisfaction overwhelmed her. Still, she could feel a void inside her. Aarti knew the reason for the void, but she didn’t want to elaborate on that. It’s better to forget, she told herself reassuringly.
A soft melody started ringing as her mobile phone came to life, indicating a call. She wondered who would call at this time as she picked up her phone. A smile appeared on her soft lips as she saw the name on the mobile display.
"Hello, Chikku!" she said in her elegant voice.
"Happy birthday, sis!" screamed Jaishree on the other side.
Jaishree is Aarti's cousin and a good friend. Aarti shared a special bond with her cousins.