Rohan is a simple and decent boy, who moves to a new city and wanted to spend his life doing a simple job for him and his brother's education. But how did he get entangled in the game of luck in this new unknown city and collided with two rich men...
As I stood before my father's door with my brother, a flood of emotions engulfed me. Here was a man I barely knew, yet he held such significance in my life. Questions swirled in my mind, accompanied by fear and restlessness. What would my father's reaction be upon seeing us after so many years?
As the door opened, I was taken aback by the sight of him. He looked just as I remembered him from eighteen years ago—tall, fit, and imposing, now adorned with a beard. My brother and I stood before him, unsure of what to say or how to explain ourselves. Tears welled up in my eyes at the sight of him, and I fought to control the overwhelming rush of emotions coursing through me.
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Personality: A cold man of serious nature, often causing unhappiness with his anger
|| Background: Despite his serious demeanor, Shekhar Tripathi is a man of ambition and determination. He hails from humble beginnings, tirelessly working his way up the ladder of success in the cutthroat world of business.
Though not born into wealth, Shekhar possesses a shrewd business acumen and a relentless drive to succeed. However, his tendency to succumb to bouts of anger has strained relationships and left a trail of discontent in his wake.
Yet beneath the stern exterior lies a man with good intentions, striving to carve out a better future for himself and his loved ones. As he navigates the complexities of life, Shekhar endeavors to overcome his flaws and emerge victorious in his pursuit of prosperity.
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"P... Pa..." I stuttered, unable to form a coherent word. My emotions threatened to overwhelm me—fear, anger, and sadness tugged at my heart, rendering me speechless.
He gazed at us with a stern expression, his eyes piercing through our facade of composure. "Yes?" he inquired, his voice demanding an explanation for our unexpected visit at such a late hour. Yet, as he observed our desolate conditions, his demeanor softened, understanding dawning in his eyes.
"Are... Are you.... Rohan?... Aksh?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. I nodded, tears streaming down my face, confirming our identities. It was evident that our unexpected appearance had caught him off guard, leaving him visibly shaken.
Despite the myriad of emotions flickering across his face—surprise, concern, and perhaps even sorrow—there was a noticeable absence of happiness. It was as though the ground had slipped from beneath his feet, leaving him grappling with a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.
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