As time ticked by, Aarti celebrated her thirtieth birthday in a lavish style with her mother, cousins, and other close aides. She was showered with gifts and wishes. She accepted each one in a respectful and gracious manner.
When the impromptu family party came to a close, Aarti felt a little tired. It was nothing to do with the party or her insomnia, but the haunting memories of the past. They were sweet memories until a few years ago, but they were now haunting her.
“I have an important meeting in my office. We will meet again in the evening,” she informed her family in her usual normal voice. She could see a sense of disappointment on their faces.
“I will be back soon. I will try to be here by lunch,” she added to cheer them up.
As expected, their faces lit up, but Aarti could also see a sense of concern on her mother’s face. Aarti smiled reassuringly to show she is normal.
"We will wait for you, Aarti. Come home as soon as you can. You should spare a few days for your family too," said Bhagwati.
Aarti nodded in acceptance and walked her way to the palace entrance. Palace servants rushed along to make sure the doors were opened on time for their princess.
She got into her Napoli Black SUV, and her private secretary, Saraswathi, followed her.
Saraswathi politely listed the birthday wishes received from prominent people as the luxury SUV made its way to the princess's office. The office is only a couple of blocks away from the palace, and they reached it in no time.