chapter 1

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A man stands in front of a large photograph with a garland around it and his reflection is visible in the frame of the photograph.

He is in a black prince suit which is looking good on him. There is a red tilak on his forehead which shows his victory but his eyes are moist, which shows the price he paid to achieve this victory.
The pain of losing someone dear to him is clearly visible in his eyes. The victory that he has achieved today, the position that he has got, he had to pay a huge price for it.

" Shiv.... Archana puts her hand on her son Adyah's shoulder calling him, well his official name is Adyah but his mother sometimes affectionately calls him Shiv because the other meaning of his name Adyah is also Shiva and his mother always wanted to see him as an idealistic person like Shiva.


Adyah, On hearing his mother's voice, he looks away from his father's photo and turns towards his mother and his mother sees his moist eyes

Well, today he has taken the oath of the chief minister's post.
By organizing several rallies over a period of months and visiting cities and rural areas and meeting people of all kinds, he won everyone's trust.
And somewhere he also got the love earned by his father from the public and as a result, the election result came in his favor.

Those who doubted him, that a man who can hardly stay in Mumbai for a day or two due to his foreign lifestyle, how will he stay and understands rural areas people but he proved them all wrong, he not only met the people in the city but also went to the rural areas and won the hearts of the people.

Well, he never wanted to join politics because he did not have time from his own business but when his mother told him that his father's dream was that he should take over his position after him, he set out on the path to fulfill his father's wish.

His mother wipes his moist eyes and presses his shoulder

" This is not the time to be sad but to make your father proud." His mother encourages him to which he nods, assuring her that yes, he will do just that.


" Adyah Some people have come to meet you." Viraj comes there and says, Well, Viraj is not very happy with his victory today but he has no option other than putting on a fake smile.

And there, nodding at Viraj's words, he goes to meet the people from his party.

There's also a success party at his house tonight because although they're sad about a loss but there are certain things in politics that one has to do.
This party has been organised to meet people after the victory.

The party is in full swing, Adyah is seen meeting people who are seen giving him bouquets and congratulating him on his victory.


" Now will you cast an evil eye on him? Remove your evil eye from him." Kriti, Adyah's cousin tells her friend Barkha who is looking only at Adyah at the party.

And there barkha pout hearing this from her friend, she doesn't have any evil eye on her cousin brother.

Well, this friend of Kriti likes or say loves her best friend brother and today when he is in front of her, how can she stop herself from staring at him.

" Let me see him na, don't know when he will get married and I will lose this right too." Barkha says sadly to which Kriti smiles.

" That is true but will you give up so easily?
Well you are my best friend and I will ask mom to suggest your name to Badi Maa for bhaiya's marriage." Barkha gets happy hearing this

" Really, will you do this?" Barkha asks happily

" No, I was joking." Kriti says snatching away Barkha's smile and seeing her sad face, Kriti smiles.

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