When I was almost about to start with the final exams in college, I was extremely tensed about how everybody would react to the result I would score in my final exams. I just could not study with my hundred per cent concentration because something in my head used to keep bothering me.

Firstly, it was the thought of being the girlfriend of the richest man in town. Anything that I did, any place that I went to, what I wore, what I ate, things as personal as the brand of sanitary napkins I used for those special days, every single thing was publicized to the level that would embarrass...