Barrister Babu

Chapter 66: Regressive Society

In Calcutta, Chandni already became a famous singer now. She was still pursuing music but due to being such a nice singer, she passed all the requirements and didn't need to attend any more classes for Music Degree. Usually, it took years for people to master the art of singing, but for Chandni, it took ten months. She was the brightest student ever.

"Chandni," the guru of the music institute spoke up, "I am proud to call you my student. A lot of people want to sign you up as their artist. But it's your choice where you wish to sign. Once you fix that, I will sign the certificate and you will officially graduate."

Chandni smiled sweetly. "Thank you so much, guru ji! I have learned a lot from your institute." She started seeing the offers she received. There was one even from a foreign country, but her eyes caught on one city. "Tulsipur."

Guru ji glanced at her. "Tulsipur?"

She nodded. "Yes, guru ji. I started my journey from Tulsipur and I want to sign as a singer for this company in Tulsipur."

"But Chandni, people always dream big. Why are you going back to Tulsipur when you have received offers from big cities? Even their payment is a lot more than the company of Tulsipur."

"I never studied to make money, guru ji. I studied to learn something. The same goes for music. Music is my passion. And now, I am going to receive a degree from your institution. That's it. Now, I want to go to Tulsipur and continue my singing career from there. People already know me here, Guru ji. But what about my own people from Tulsipur?" she questioned gently. "I want my people to recognize me. Besides, about the payment, no matter from where I sing, everyone can hear all over the country, right? So I will still continue to earn a lot and your institute will always get that 10 percent royalty."

Guru ji knew Chandni was right. All the students studying in his institution were bound to give him 10 percent of their earnings for five years after they graduate. Chandni was the brightest student of all so he wanted Chandni to get the most exposure by going to foreign countries too so he could earn more. But sadly, he couldn't force her to do so after all she was recommended by Anirudh Roy Chawdhary and if he knew about the 10 percent commission by any chance, he would bury guru ji alive.

So guru ji just agreed with Chandni. "Okay, Chandni. I will talk to Tulsipur's studio 'GeetKala.' But there are only male singers there so you might face gender biases," he warned but she simply just smiled.

"It's fine. I will have my Bondita Didi and Anirudh Dada with me," and also Bondita Didi's devar, she mentally added. Oh, how much she wished to meet him and ask his name! He really left a nice impression on her mind. She could never forget him.

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"Oh, suck me hard," Keth groaned and leaned back in the dimly lit room, the soft hum of the city outside barely audible over the murmurs within the establishment.

Calcutta had its distractions, and tonight, he'd indulged in one. After all, it was a legal brothel.

The woman, a practiced seductress, worked with calculated precision, her movements mechanical yet effective.

He exhaled sharply, his body tense before finding release. He filled her mouth with his release.

As the tension left him, Keth pushed himself up, adjusting his coat and retrieving his wallet. Tossing a few notes onto the table, he glanced at her with an expression devoid of warmth.

"We will finish this tomorrow night," he muttered, fastening his cufflinks. "For now, I have a meeting to attend in the morning. Binoy Kaka's orders."

Without waiting for a response, Keth strode out of the room, the air outside cooler against his skin as he prepared to focus on the business. He was handling things from here with Binoy.