Chapter 17

[DHRUV]

The incessant noise of honking cars and flashing red lights was starting to give Dhruv a headache. But he was not the type of man who would lose his temper over something as petty as traffic. However, he was definitely the man to make a grand late entry to any event.

No mattered how much Dhruv tried, he knew he would not be able to evade being the centre of attention that night. If only he could enjoy the allure of art without any random people wanting to strike a conversation with him…

This was not going to be concerning, if things had been the way they were a decade ago. Dhruv was—as much as he hated to admit—the nerd, devoid of any charm. He was awkward. A fork could hold soup better than he could hold a conversation back then.

And all of a sudden everything had changed. He had made the hard decision to move to a different country in pursuit of his dreams, leaving everything behind. Fast forward to that day, he had become the Dhruv Kapoor, a sensation. A living legend. A