"David Simon is again involved in a scandal" the bodyguard reported to Mr.Simon who is in his 80s. Mr. Simon is a billionaire and has only one grandson who will handle his all property.
I was in my office when one of my grandpa bodyguard knocked the door and told me that I was being called by my grandpa in his office. I knew that his bodyguards would tell him about last night incident.
Oh God why it's difficult to be a grandson of a tycoon. I cannot even live my life with my own choice. Again he would punish me or give me some warning, what should I do with this old man.
After few minutes I entered my grandpa office, its the most frightening place for me. The old man was sitting in his chair, he looked at me with his red eyes and seriously my whole body trembled what now!
Before he could speak any word I bent on my knees and started pleading, " please please grandpa this is the last time. I wouldn't do that in future, please pardon me." Okay I know that wasn't the last time but looking at the situation I have to speak this. The old man didn't respond instead he gave me a file.
I was thinking this old man has gone crazy last night I was involved in a scandal and today he is handing over his property to me. Is he really sick or what?
But as soon as I opened the file now it was my turn to act like crazy coz the old man have put certain conditions for handing over his property to me otherwise that property would be given to the orphanage. The conditions were
1. Marry the girl of my choice
2. You should remain sincere with her
3. No scandal for a year in any newspaper
I read the conditions and looked at the old man who was looking at me. He told me he would observe me for a year before handing over his property. Is he on some drugs? I thought in my mind, how can he rule my life? As he opened the door of his office I looked at him like a miserable cat but he smiled evilly.
Yesterday I was in my cafe doing my job when I saw a large limousine that stopped outside my cafe. An old man in his 80s stepped out from it and entered the cafe he ordered coffee and sandwich and he was served within few seconds. Seriously I hated this kind of difference where mediocre have to wait for his turn even it took hours and the rich is served within seconds.
I just ignored and started doing my job again, as the old man was eating his sandwich he suddenly choked as the bite entered the airway. All the staff members and his bodyguards became worried about his condition.
Thanks God to the medical classes that I took during my summer break. I just ran towards him pushing the croud to the side and helped him. The old man after regaining his posture looked at me with a great smile and asked me if I wanted something in return. I told him that I don't need anything but he could do me a favor.
So I grabbed the opportunity and told him from now whenever he should enter a cafe or restaurant he should wait for his turn even if take him hours because there other people too who wait for their turn. This kinda difference irritates me a lot. The old man saw at me with deep thought and by saying okay he left the cafe. I feel a little bit of satisfaction as I have atleast delivered my thinking to this old man and hoped he wouldn't do anything like this in future.
I completed my graduation last year and seriously because I lack any kind of professional experience I cannot work in a big organization so I started working at nearby cafe as a waitress. Due to this job I am able to pay my lil brother school fee and the remaining is my pocket money. I like my lil family and because I want to lessen the burden of my father I started working as soon as possible. In morning I try my luck😛 by giving interviews in different organizations because I am an optimistic person ( full of hope). Anyhow I am happy with my life.