"Justice delivered. I myself proved my client to be the culprit."
"I'm proud of you, Shavan. "
"Thanks."
"Isn't this a great feeling?"
"It is. I'm ecstatic."
"If you were in India, I would've taken you to India Gate."
"Chamanlal ki Kulfi?"
"Yes. You know about it."
"Know? I love it. Me and my best friend used to go there every week after school. We used to have competition."
"Copy paste that."
"Really."
"😄😄😄😄 kinda unbelievable. We have same story."
"Honestly. Though can I ask you something?"
"Oh sure."
"Last time when we talked, you were talking medical to me. But you are an entrepreneur. How come?"
"That is because I wanted to become a doctor but some personal reasons, I dropped out of college after first year."
"Oh that's sad. But now you are successful. I hope you don't regret."
"I think I don't. I love my business. It keeps me close to my parents."
"That's great. Happiness matters."
"I guess you're right. We are having guests tonight. Might talk to you tomorrow."
"Sure, good night."
"And you have a great day ahead."
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Zindagi.
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