When hateful defiance turns into a crown of success

Dad's cruel words still ring in my ears. Every insult, every neglect was like an arrow in my chest. How much you despised me, but today? Today I stand at a different height. Today even big businessmen tremble at my words. Today no one has the courage to look me in the eyes and speak. Because, I am not that neglected girl anymore. I am Ayra... I own 'Ayra Royal'. Let's go back a few years to hear my success story… I am Ayra, my father is Monir. Our relationship was like any other typical father-daughter relationship, but as we grew up, the relationship started to become toxic. My father was a man of many names. People of the whole area and different people know him. Everyone knows him as a very good man, God-fearing, very good and honest. He is above all for the benefit of all. But people did not recognize how terrible he is behind the mask of this good man.He was a very proud man. Even seeing the smile of disabled people burns inside him. He could not stand poor people at all. He was a very proud man. My father was the son of a police officer. My grandfather ie my father's father was a very good man. My father did not take any responsibility for me while my grandfather was alive. My grandfather used to cover all expenses from my studies. My grandfather loved me very much. He was a very good person. I hold my grandfather in higher regard than my father. My father started abusing me only after my grandfather died. My distance with my father grew. Dad not only increased the distance, but started taking away everything I loved. Far from being out with friends in the clothes of my choice, going out alone was forbidden. Even on Eid days I was not allowed to go out—what a cruel mentality! After growing up, what is good and what is bad, I have that knowledge. I no longer wanted to be confined to the walls of the house, I wanted to travel around the world. But was I that way?I was his puppet. He himself used to say that I am his puppet. I had to go the way he wanted me to. Only narrow minded people can say such things. One day I bought many clothes that I liked, but Dad returned them all. From that day my love and respect for him began to diminish. Although the distance was building long ago, from that day the distance grew so much that I became silent. I stopped talking to him unless necessary. If he said something, I would only reply, I would not say anything myself. It went on like this for some time. Then father said something insulting one day which was unbearable. After a few days my father used to do this. Things are beyond my tolerance yet I tolerate them. Then one day I left the house with sadness in my heart. That day I left all my relatives. Where to go, what to eat, what to do - I went out without thinking about anything. I had no contact with any relatives or friends. I went through that difficult time alone. There was no one by my side that day. I left home that day without thinking about my future. Only I know how much I had to struggle to create my own identity .My main journey begins from the day I leave home. After leaving home I started working. The girl who never thought of working now works part-time. Even we ourselves cannot tell where life brings us from and where. I couldn't afford a meal every day. For a long time, I ate banana bread to fill my stomach, and some days I spent only drinking water. After working for a long time, I saved 50 thousand rupees and took another loan of 50 thousand rupees. Then I started my small business with one lakh taka. I paid 10 thousand taka shop, scaffolding and 40 thousand taka in advance. This is where my small business started. I used to pay house rent, food and drink expenses only with business money. I didn't spend money unnecessarily. I hardened my mind to make myself strong. Without spending much, I started saving money. To fulfill big dreams and show my father what I can do,