When she started fashion designing as a career, she had many ideas in the mind. working with best designers, have fashion shows all over the world...in short, known all over the four corners of the world...but then reality hit her. it was not as easy as it seemed to reach the top...she had no godfathers or not much money to set up a business or open a boutique.
she started working under a designer, and also freelancing her designs.....and then she went in the usual drab of the schedule...designing the same old kinds of fashion and imitations of dresses worn in films and dramas...life seemed to be closing on her.
It was on one such day that she was sitting in the boutique that she heard some buzz...she turned behind to see the object of every one attention. it was none other than mrs.Kolah, the most cantankerous clients of the boutique who never seemed to like whatever designed ...a "real old witch". one of the old colleagues had told her. no one liked her, even if she was one of the regular and trusted clients of the boutique. and this time it was her who was given the job of dressing up Mrs kolah..."drat" she said mentally.
she didnt know but how, she felt the need of showing her individuality ...that she was not like the other designers at the boutique....and she did...her natural flare for fashion and a keen eye for details and colors, copuled with a need to stand out, made a rich combination..she worked days and nights... her efforts bore fruit and her designs were approved my The mrs Kolah...without much usual tantrums
That was the time when she felt happy and satisfied....that she had found the lost way, though success seemed far fetched, the strength to go on
