His Anaa | Blinded By Love

🥀 Ten • Bad Blood 🥀

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Now we got problems

And I don't think we can solve 'em

You made a really deep cut

And baby, now we got bad blood
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The party office was bustling with activity. Well, it should be. Elections were approaching. They had to plan campaigns and make arrangements. Raghbir went straight to Abhimanyu's office. He knocked on the door before stepping in to see Abhimanyu engrossed in paperwork.

“Oh, hello, Raghbir. Thanks for coming. Please have a seat.”

Raghbir gave him a curt nod and sat down on the chair placed before the office table. Abhimanyu's cabin was plain white with portraits of freedom fighters hanging in a sequence. There were no awards on display. Raghbir for a fact knew that Abhimanyu has a series of awards but he never put them on display.

“So what did you want to talk about?” He asked, getting straight to the point.

“Wait a minute, let me order beverages first. Would you like tea or coffee?” He asked while calling someone.

“Coffee.”

Abhimanyu told someone on the call to bring one cup of coffee and tea each to his cabin and then put his phone down before turning his attention to Raghbir.

“Actually I have an offer to make.”

Raghbir arched his eyebrow, “I'm surprised to hear that from you out of all people.”

“I was planning what promises I should be making to the public. And by now you must be aware that my promises are never lies.”

“Trust me, everyone knows that.”  He smiled.

“Actually Angana gave me this idea. There's this one serious problem with the practice of corporate funding. Policies are made in the favor of big companies like yours. But in all this small businesses and startups have to suffer. They get ignored by the government and they don't get the chance to grow. So here's my offer. When I become the CM, I will leave policies favoring your business untouched. But I want you to invest your money in startups so your profit benefits them too and Awadh's overall economic condition improves.”

Raghbir was baffled. How can someone be so selfless and honest? Politicians are morally grey by nature. But maybe Abhimanyu was an exception.

“Abhimanyu, why are you not like other politicians?” Raghbir asked him straightforwardly.

Abhimanyu chuckled, “Maybe it's because of Chahana Aunty's support. I know I'll be the next CM. She has reassured me that I'll remain the CM for at least next three terms. So now that she is so confident that I'm going to be in power for the next fifteen years, it would only be fair if I actually do my job properly. So that in the next elections I don't have to use religion to get votes. I can just show people the work I did.”

“Fifteen years? She is so confident about your victory.”  He was shocked to hear that.

“Yeah, she said my good looks are a plus point. And I have got quite popular among the youth after doing a podcast with Ranvir Alhabadiya.”  Abhimanyu shrugged, as if it wasn't a big deal for him.

“Okay, it makes sense. You already have an influence on the young voters. It definitely will make a difference ”

“So are you interested in my offer?” Abhimanyu asked expectantly.