The game of chess is like a reality check. You never know who strikes and when they strike. Either you die, or you win!
Life, as harsh as it may sound is the same battle.
Neither is anything wrong nor is anything absolutely right.
CHECKMATE, is t...
"Messing with Jadeja!" chuckled commissioner Khan over the phone. "I guess," replied Pratap with a smirk, "I need information on him."
Commissioner Khan whistled replying, "You must remember one thing Pratap, the task you have taken is going to gyrate into politics." "I know commissioner," replied Pratap fully aware of the repercussions of messing with a powerful man like Ravindra Jadeja. "Send me the information..."
With that the line went dead, Pratap stared at the stack of papers that sat nearly on his office desk. A knock on the glass door of his cabin made him turn and say, "Enter,"
A young lad entered the cabin saying, "Sir I've managed to go through the legal documents and I hope you'd let me draft the case."
Pratap nodded, his intern was a quick and a passionate learner who made his work easier.
"Davis, we still need to talk to the people of the colony and make sure every member in each family has agreed to drag Jadeja to court." Said Pratap. "Until that happens, I suggest you don't begin drafting." "Alright sir," nodded the boy keeping a folder mentioned CLASSIFIED on the top. "When shall we visit the colony sir?"
Before Pratap could answer his personal number rang which read Sid.
"Give me a moment," said Pratap and answered the call. "Yes Sid?" "Watch the news," said Siddharth, "where exactly are you?"
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"In my office," replied Pratap, "what's the fiasco this time?" "It's on the great Shivendra Rathore." Taunted Siddharth. "He's in some soup," "As expected," replied Pratap resulting in Siddharth's chuckle.
Ending the call Pratap turned on the news...
"Shivendra Rathore," began the news anchor in a loud voice. "The CEO of Rathore Enterprises has gained this position by fraud. Mr. Chawla, since you are a businessman what do you have to say about this?" "A panel discussion on Shivendra Rathore's position?" asked Davis in confusion.
Pratap ushered the lad to take a seat and join him in enjoying the panel discussion.
"I believe this is ethically incorrect," began the old Mr. Chawla clearing his throat. "What the new young hot blood has done is wrong. The business was supposed to go to his cousin and his suicide prank was too cheap." "Sir, isn't Girish Chawla a business rival?" asked Davis looking at Pratap for a moment. "He is," nodded Pratap without taking his eyes off the screen.
"CM Ranveer what is your take on this issue?" asked the anchor looking at the man sitting cross legged on a tall chair. "Though the present CEO is my cousin I cannot support such irrational behavior." Said Ranveer firmly. "The business belonged to Darshit, my uncle and rightfully to his son Vinayak. I can only advice the business investors to choose what is right and wrong for them and invest accordingly in the company."
That's smart Ranveer, thought Pratap, it's a wonderful way to shape public opinion against the company.
"Finally I would like to call Mr. Pratap Sisodya, an attorney and also a close friend to the CEO of the company." Said the anchor.
