The normal day in Lucknow....the road near my party office is filled wid choas
Why not today we have our team ready for coming elections
My dream....Chief minister
So for that purpose here i am developing n establishing a super powerful party to win an coming elections
From last 10 days i was freaking so disturbed coz our two party members cheat on us n joined opposition party.....
Like they really dared to mess wid Sidharth....
N as rumours says about me i give them there punishment of their own deeds
The data they provide to opposition is the reason of my stress for some days but yeah i managed that also... I can't afford single mistake before elections coz i am so so close to my dream....mera maqsad
My BMW stopped Infront of the gate n I saw many party workers n our supporters are standing outside of office wid banners n there hooting for our party makes environment so happy
" Noor - e - ahemed zindabad "
" Sidharth khan zindabad"
" Fatheh haseel karenge..... Sidharth khan.... inshallah"I slowly step down from my car buttoning up my blazer wid my famous poker face...its not my fault...my hard look my rude behavior my stone like heart is the identification keys of Sidharth khan
N my gaurds instantly surround me to protect me
Walking royally i entered in my party office
I take long breath wetting my lips....i look at my party office building n sudden wave of emotions flow in my body.....
Shrugging that thought at back of my mind... taking control on my emotions .....i entered in my board room
Everyone are settled there n pass me a big smile.....when i entered Few stand up to shake hand wid me n give side hug
My eyes are fix on one man only.....my dad
He is smiling like he already won.....but only i know what he is going to loose....
Averting my gaze from him
I sit on the chairman seat n there our meeting started regarding campaign about coming elections
We planned many things to gain votes from local area of the city.....n as per the plan the work is already started.....the fund they need to do is also managed coz we got a new fund provider in our team n that is mr balloach....my father's dear friend.....the same man who is the reason for my broken marriage.....the reason for my shehnaaz's tears.........the reason of my second marriage....the reason for my separation wid my only love shehnaaz
I greet my teeths when i saw that same man entered in room
Thought of devil n here he come
Laughing like a real devil he entered in room n hug me first on which i also reciprocate wid fake smile....then he meet my father n i left the room
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