𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐐 - The Tale Of Singhania's

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 1

The Mumbai was full of endless noise and hustle, smoky air, squalor ambushed everywhere. Everyone was busy in their own lives, working hard to make their children's future bright.

Amongst all Reyansh Singhania, is watching the city from the 27th floor of his building through his office's glass panel. He seemed observing everything but he was lost in his thoughts. He was lost somewhere in the darkness of his life. He felt he was walking alone. It was always like this after the death of his wife, Ridhya. It's been eight months, still he couldn't move on from her. Whenever he try to understand and change himself, he found himself in the initial place; over the ocean of guilt.

"Sir, everyone is waiting for you in the meeting hall." His secretary, Roop brought him out of his trance.

Reyansh nodded and made his way towards the meeting hall followed by Roop. The meeting hall fell into deep silence when Reyansh entered. Everyone stood up in respect seeing him. He sat on the CEO'S chair and gave a curt nod indicating everyone to sit.

One by one, the staffs were done with the presentation. Everyone was nervous and was patiently looking at Reyansh for his reaction.

"The way of marketing should be efficient at the same time organization goal by selling the products must be 300 crores. No way, were going under it. Am I clear?" Reyansh said in his deep cold voice.

Everyone scared, still nodded at his words.

Reyansh stood up and walked out of the meeting hall to his cabin. Just as he entered, his phone rang.

"Hello?" He uttered once picking the call.

"Am I talking to Reyansh Singhania? Isn't he supposed to be busy?" A dramatic mocking voice came from other side.

"Atharv Srivastav, if you didn't stop your bickering I swear I'll break that nose of yours." Reyansh said in his usual cold voice.

"Okay, okay. How are you doing?" Atharv asked from the other side.

"As usual." Reyansh replied.

"The plot you talked about, I talked to the owners they're ready to sell it." Atharv informed.

"Oh Okay. I'll let you know the further details later!" Reyansh uttered.

"Okay then, bye." Atharv said.

Reyansh cuts the call. He checked his wrist watch, he rose from his chair seeing the time and took his blazer which was kept on his chair. He walked wearing it.

Everyone stood up in respect seeing them, he just nodded at walked out.

•••

An institution, that is built, staffed and equipped for the diagnosis of diseases; for the treatment of people who's injured and sick for both medical and surgical. The bitter fragrance of artificial medicines and soaps are spread everywhere in the surrounding.

Amongst of all, inside a cabin of top floor a person wearing white coat and a stethoscope around his neck glanced at the group of people who's staring at him attentively.

"Am I going to die soon?" A man in his early 60s asked the person who's sitting infront of him examining his ECG reports.

The old man's family was also staring at the doctor with hope.

The person none other than Arjun smiled at them.

"It's just a small variation, sir. Nothing to worry. You'll definitely reach the century." Arjun informed making a relief wash over their faces.

"Thank you doctor." The person who claims to be the old man's son said.

"My pleasure. But sir, you've to take proper exercise. Just go for walk in th evening. That would be enough." Arjun uttered giving a smile.