So, this idea has been bugging me since forever, I guess. I think my love for Bollywood romance is the main reason I had this idea. I really loved this movie, though it does ends in tragedy (never the same after that movie) I think I might go with a different alternative though. Hope you enjoy. And if you've watched any Bollywood movies and can catch what film this is based on… then you are a clever little shit. Enjoy…

Darkness. It consumes her. From the moment she first opened her eyes, it was all she could see. Stephanie Marie McMahon was born into a wealthy family. They were the owners of one of the largest businesses in the world. Though, their riches were outshined by the love they had for their family. Vince and Linda were the proud parents of Shane and Stephanie McMahon. They were the apple of their parents' eyes. Both children were brought up with love, their wealth never got to their heads. Both were intelligent and compassionate human beings. Life should have been easy for the McMahon's. But for Stephanie- a genetic eye disease called Leber congenital amaurosis prevented her from seeing the world. She was born legally blind.

Imagine not knowing what everything surrounding you looked like? Imagine not being able to see colours? Imagine not being able to see your own parent's faces? Or any faces for that matter? Just imagine darkness, nothing, a distant void. Just close your eyes. That's how Stephanie saw the world.

The early stages of life had been difficult for Stephanie. She had to learn things a whole different way than most children her age. For one, she needed a walking stick to guide her wherever she went. Most kids learnt by sight. Stephanie learnt by sound. Years later, when she was ready to start school, she was put in a specialist school for the disabled. It was hard to make friends, being she was blind. Most of the children in her school were distant. They saw themselves to be a mistake. They had this ambiguous understanding of what life was. Stephanie, on the other hand was determined.

She made it through school. It was difficult. But she ended up graduating High School and went on to University. Stephanie didn't want to be put in a disabled College. She wanted to fit in with the rest of the world. Much to her parent's dismay, they supported their daughter and allowed her to attend a normal University. Stephanie made friends. They were understanding to her condition and helped her all throughout her schooling. Although it was tough at times, life was going along great. And it was just going to get even better.

Stephanie sat at the window sill. Her chestnut strands cascading down her shoulders. Her chest rising and falling. The sun beamed down heavily on her face. She relished the warmth on her light skin. Her light blue orbs flickered open and shut. God knows that was the only thing her eyes were useful for. That, and to provide moister when she was sad. At times when the light hit her eyes, the darkness she would usually see would slightly alter. That was the only change in her vision. Other than that, nothing.

The sound of her bedroom door opening didn't go unnoticed. Heavy footsteps approached her. She heard them stop just a few inches beside her. She waited a beat before she spoke. "Hi daddy."

Vince smiled tenderly at his daughter. His large hand reached up to stroke her chestnut tresses as he chuckled lightly. "How on earth did you know it was me?"

Stephanie's lips upturned into a warm smile as her eyes closed shut. "Your footsteps. Over the years I've come to know what they sound like."

Vince's shoulders shook with his amusement. He knelt down before her as he grasped her hand in his. "What do they sound like, Princess?"

Stephanie cocked her head to one side in deep thought, trying to remember every sound. "Loud, heavy, like you're always in a rush."

Vince's hearty laughter was enough to make Stephanie chuckle in return. "Is that so?"

"Yes," she nodded. "How was Australia?" Stephanie's blue orbs fell on her father. Though she could not see her eyes always knew where to look.

"Hot!" Stephanie chuckled at her father's embellished tone. Vince's hand reached into his trouser pocket as he retrieved a pair of light blue pearl earrings.

He opened his daughter's palm and placed the jewels in it. Her fingers automatically encircled the two cold objects as they fondled with it, trying to figure out what they may be.

"They're freshwater pearls." Vince stated, answering her thoughts. "They're from Darwin. They're light blue. Just like your eyes. They're so beautiful."

Stephanie smiled slightly before her lips slowly downturned into a sad frown. Her eyes. She wished she knew how they looked. Then she could see how truly beautiful her dad's gift was.

Her melancholy expression didn't go unnoticed on Vince. He tucked his thumb under her chin, lifting it up to face him. "What is it baby girl. You don't like them?" Obviously referring to the earrings.

Stephanie quickly shook her head and smiled lightly. She sighed deeply as her gaze dropped to her lap. "What are my eyes like?" Stephanie's gaze turned to her father. Her light blue orbs were wide in bewilderment and glistening with her tears. Vince removed his digits from her face pulled her into a warm embrace. Stephanie melted into her father's arms as he cradled her. Her confusion still plastered on her pretty features.

Vince mentally slapped himself as he smoothed the hair from her face. "Your eyes…" he began, "are the most beautiful eyes in the whole world." Against his chest Stephanie's mouth twitched in a rapturous smile.

"Really?"

Her orbs widened with her inquisitive stare. Vince nodded, though she couldn't see his gesture. "Yes, really."

They sat there like this for a while longer before Stephanie's head lifted from his chest. She cleared her throat as she absently wrung her fingers together. "Daddy?"

"Hmm?"

Well, it was now or never. She just hoped and prayed that he would agree to this. God knows she needed to have a little adventure in her two dimensional life. Taking a deep breath, Stephanie reached behind her and grabbed a brochure. She nervously handed the pamphlet to Vince who quizzically inspected it. The Eiffel Tower decorated the front of the brochure with big cursive writing, "Paris, the ultimate holiday." Vince's eyes scanned the brochure, unsure of what his daughter was getting at here.

"Trish and Amy are planning to go to France for a month." Stephanie answered his thoughts, "And I was hoping that I could maybe…"

"No! Absolutely not!" His sudden interruption startled her. She soon became Irate. Her face scrunched up in anger.

"Why not?"

Vince shook his head in mock disbelief, "Stephanie, you know how your mother and I feel about you going out on your own. And it's so far away from home! It is too dangerous out there for someone with your condition."

"But dad, Trish and Amy are going to be with me! Mom said that I could go if I got your permission! I'll be fine!"

"No, Stephanie. I mean it. End of discussion."

Stephanie was livid, she sighed deeply. She needed to make him see that she could take care of herself. Besides the fact that she was blind, she was still a human being. And she wanted to explore what was out there. She wanted, no, needed to be free.

"Dad, I'm 22 years old. I can't keep living life like I'm physically unstable. I need to go out there. I need to have this one chance of freedom." Silence, which was all it took for her to continue.

"You would never know what it's like to be me, dad. You don't know what it's like to have people look at you with pity just because you're blind, and although can't see them, doesn't mean I don't know how everyone sees me." Stephanie traced small circles on her black sweat pants.

"Even you and mom look at me like that at times. I can sense it."

Vince looked down in shame because he knew it was true. His daughter may be blind, but she was much more observed than others would have led her to be. Ever since she was born with her condition, Vince vowed to do whatever it took to restore her vision. He would gladly sell his house for the cure. There was a possibility for the cure; the doctors had told him so. Many scientists were working on different treatments. Thus far, no breakthrough had emerged. But Vince and Linda haven't giving up hope. Vince had hired doctors all around the world to find a cure. If successful they would be rewarded with a more than generous cash benefit. Meanwhile, the parent's did everything in their power to prevent Stephanie from the dangers of the outside world. That rule was slightly altered when she decided to go to University. As she got older, they were less strict with her. Their love for their daughter made them do crazy things.

"I want to prove to everyone that I can survive without you guys. I'm not just Vince McMahon's poor blind daughter. I am a mature and responsible adult." Stephanie paused. He was listening to her. She was getting through to him.

"And if you don't give me a chance, then that just proves how little you care about me."

Vince sat still for a moment. He contemplated in his head if this was a good idea. Normally the thought of Stephanie being alone killed him. But she wouldn't be alone on this trip. He knew Trish and Amy would look after her. And he didn't want his daughter resenting him for the rest of her life. She was right. She needed this. He knew this day would come. Now all he had to do was let her go, into the real world.

"Okay, fine. You may go!"

Stephanie's entire face lit up in sheer joy as she wrapped her arms tightly around her father. "Thank you, daddy! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you soooo much!" she squealed in delight as her father's arms encircled her.

"But on one condition."

Stephanie let go of Vince and gave him her full attention. Anything, she would do anything! She would happily smell one of Shane's dirty socks if she could go!

"You have to call me and your mother every night. And I mean every night! You understand that young lady?"

Stephanie nodded her head eagerly as she enthusiastically wrapped her arms around her father once more. Vince chuckled at her excitement. This was it, her chance at freedom. She would prove to the world and to her parents, she was no longer 'Stephanie McMahon- the billionaire's blind daughter' she was just Stephanie McMahon. A normal young woman with normal ambitions. And even though she had been alive for 22 years, she finally felt like she was living