"Mr. Rathore, ek sawaal hai." The hall fell silent. Perhaps because no one had ever dared to question him. Or perhaps because no one knew that a single question was about to change everything. He was a man people spoke about in lowered voices. She was a woman who had never learned how to lower hers. He had power. She had principles. And somewhere between unanswered questions, silent wars, and words that should have remained unsaid... two lives became entangled in ways neither of them had ever imagined. Because some people walk into your life and leave memories. Some leave wounds. And some become the reason your entire world forgets how to remain the same. But then again... Who willingly stands against a man the world fears? And who, despite knowing better... falls for him? -The Politics of Obsession- "Iss naam se log darte the... jiski taraf aankh utha kar dekhne ki himmat bhi nahi karte the. Lekin aaj woh aankhein bhi uthi... aur unmein mere khilaaf sawaal bhi uthe. Sirf tumhari wajah se, Professor."
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