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A week had passed since Omkara had made the decision to visit the Sunshine Orphanage, a place that had become a focal point in his quest for answers. But due to his tight and uneven schedule, he had been unable to visit, leaving the questions and doubts to simmer in the back of his mind. Finally, after a whole week of anticipation, he was able to make his way to the orphanage, his heart racing with excitement and trepidation. As he stepped out of his car and onto the grounds, he couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu. The small, cottage-like building seemed to loom before him, its walls holding secrets and stories that he was determined to uncover.
His hand instinctively went to the locket that hung around his neck, his fingers tracing the intricate design as if seeking answers from the metal itself. He caressed it gently, feeling the familiar weight of it against his skin. His heartbeat quickened as he thought about the connection the locket might hold. Could it be true? Could his bhai, his own brother.... The mere thought sent his heart racing, his mind reeling with the implications. If it were true, what would it mean? Would his bhai be able to handle the truth? And what about his father? Had he been hiding something all these years? Had he lied to them about their family's past?
The questions swirled in his mind like a vortex, pulling him down into a whirlpool of uncertainty. But Omkara was determined to uncover the truth, no matter how difficult it might be. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what lay ahead. As he walked towards the administrative office, the sound of children's laughter and playful shouts filled the air, a stark contrast to the turmoil that was brewing inside him.
He entered the office, a spacious room filled with the sound of typing and the gentle hum of fluorescent lights. The staff member, an elderly woman with a warm smile, greeted him and asked how she could assist him. Omkara explained his purpose, showing her the locket and asking if anyone recognized it. The woman's eyes narrowed as she examined the locket, her brow furrowed in concentration. But after a moment, she shook her head. "I'm sorry, sir. I don't recognize it. Let me ask some of the other staff members if they know anything." Omkara's heart sank slightly, but he knew that this was just the beginning of his journey. He was determined to leave no stone unturned, to follow every lead, no matter how small, until he uncovered the truth about the locket and its connection to his family's past.
As Omkara waited, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. Something didn't feel right. The staff member returned, accompanied by a few of her colleagues, but none of them seemed to recognize the locket. Omkara's hopes began to dwindle as he realized that no one seemed to have any information about the locket. He asked if they knew of any former employees who might be able to help him, but the staff members exchanged uncertain glances. "Most of us are relatively new," one of them explained. "We've only been working here for 2-3 years, at most 7 years."
But as he delved deeper, he uncovered a shocking truth. The Sunshine NGO, he learned, was not as old as he had expected. In fact, it had been founded only 10 years ago, and yet, in that short span, it had gained international recognition and established numerous franchises around the world... but if what is being said now is truth then how could his father adopted his bhai from Sunshine NGO... which didn't even existed that time....
As Omkara struggled to process the information, one of the staff members standing nearby leaned in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. "You see, sir, the Sunshine NGO is owned by a very influential and wealthy individual," he whispered, his eyes darting around the room as if ensuring they were not being overheard. "Someone who has a reputation for being...let's just say, very private." The staff member's voice was laced with a hint of awe and reverence, and Omkara's ears perked up, his mind racing with possibilities.
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