1 The writer...

Amidst the large crowd present inside the gigantic well decorated hall, was sitting beautifully dressed up girl right in the front row. She had a big and bright smile on her face as her name was about to be announced by the most reputed business tycoon standing on the stage.

The girl was dressed in one of her mother's latest creation, a beige colored fish cut gown, which perfectly matched her dark brown eyes and rosy cheeks. She always had a habbit of dressing up in jeans and a simple tee shirt, but today her best friend Lilly, forced her to look good.

The girl was 25 years old, Hanna Sans, daughter of renowned fashion designer Victoria Sans. Hanna, a little rebel was never interested in designing clothes like her mother instead she wanted to write. Her already strained relations with her mother, grew more distant when she refused to join her mother's internationally acclaimed company 'The attire', whose headquaters was right here in the New York city. Hanna could have easily carried forward her mother's lineage as she had everything from good looks to aesthetic fashion sense. But still, she never wanted it.

She was already sick and tired of hearing her mother's scandles and controversies, so she always chose to stay out of the limelight and grounded. She chose a career, where she could quietly sit in her office and write down her thoughts, not having to deal with anybody.