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CHAPTER 13
One fine day , Hemant arrived at his Factory HQ a lot earlier than usual. Many of the workers and some new office staffs would arrive here in few hours. But right now at that moment , Hemant wasn't there to admire his place of work , but rather a sinister mindset was on him. He wandered to the backyard of the HQ where at the further looking toolshed , he saw the container he found with the similar and strange Devil markings hidden behind it. Hemant had the urge to open it , but the possibility of facing his deep dark nightmare stopped him from opening it. He walked away inside.
His mind was not wandering , but remembering a specific conversation , the thing that Shashwat Pradhan the former owner of this place told him.
'The place was one of Mastaan's decomissoned site'
For few days , Hemant has been researching about the legendary Mumbai underworld. And he discovered something very interesting. Haaji Mastaan was a well known smuggler , he ran one of the greatest smuggling networks in the world right here in Mumbai which was once Bombay. But Mastaan had one rule , which was no smuggling of weapons , especially destructive ones. And he never let the AZRAEL network run their trade here. But Hemant learned that AZRAEL once tried to intimidate Mastaan and tried smuggling their weapons through Mumbai. But Mastaan , feeling disrespected , confiscated their goods and stashed it never to see the light. After analyzing the timeline and all the developments , Hemant came into conclusion that the site where he built his factory , could be a secret stash for that lost goods.
Hemant wandered the factory wondering if there is still something here. Even during the initial factory renovation his mind was focused on it , to find it , but he never got a hint. But now , after his research , he was sure there was something here. He eventually searched the main areas making sure to search it before the workers arrive. Eventually he reached the south side of the space where Abhimanyu did his recording. The section was a storage space. But as Hemant walked through it , two of the floor surfaces tiles in one portion of that space sounded different than the others. Hemant realized he found it , the floor had a secret opening , this place has a basement!
Hemant quickly moved to the end of that portion and used a crowbar to open its edge. Eventually he succeeded and Hemant opened the floor opening and pulled it upwards. The opening had stairs that went down. Hemant used his mobile flashlight and moved down and eventually he found a electrical conduit with a jumper. Hemant noticed it has power so he pulled it up turning the power on. A bunch of older bulbs turned on and the entire basement was lit up. Hemant was shocked to see that the basement area was as big as the factory and it was full of weapons. Old college weapons!
He found stashes of weaponry that were once in high demand. Over 3 containers worth of Ak-47s , 3 containers worth of Type 79 chinese submachine guns , 3 containers of Vector R4 Assault Rifle of South African Military Insignia , 5 Baretta M82 Long Range Semi Automatic Rifles with scope , 10 Ultimax 100 Light Machine Guns , 3 containers worth of Taurus PT92 pistols and then finally 3 containers worth Type 81 Chinese Assault Rifles. All Cold War Era Weapons. Hemant found some manifest in the stash showing evidence to the missing ship Zulfiqr. One of the document states that the ship was blown up by the British Air Force in a covert strike in the Indian Ocean and the whole thing was buried.
The rest of the section was filled with crates of ammunitions and cartridges. All ammos for these specific weapons. Hemant checked the whole space and realized this is a gold mine of weapons. Even though they are old college , they are actually durable and robust. And considering his options regarding his plans right now , he figured this can help in his cause the better way. Hemant quickly placed it all back and went up. He decided to turn this section of the factory into his personal workspace and thus when the workers arrived he instructed them to set his place up. Hemant stood there personally looking at each of the workers movements and attention , making sure everything is in place. He also took extra attention making sure none of the workers noticed that fake flooring to the basement. Once all the arrangement was done , Hemant installed a board to the entrance of that room along with a sliding door which marked the space. He called up a securty group and installed Biometric Scanner and access system into that door. The workers were at first confused but they weren't bothered by it.
'Personal WorkSpace , No Entry Without Authorization'
Hemant was in deep thoughts in his office room thinking about the revelation. He remembers giving all the details to Sanjana as an anonymous so that some thing happen in the legal ways. But turns out things aren't developing much in the forefront. Hemant regularly watched the news to see if there was some hint or detail regarding it but there was nothing. Convinced that things haven't gone to plan as he thought in the legal way , Hemant decided to find some answers and call Sanjana. The call was answered a few seconds later.
"Hello"
"Hello , Sanjana? This is Hemant"
"Hemant? What happened? Is everything okay?"
"Yeah everything is fine , I just wanted to talk"
"Why this sudden awakening in you?"
"I don't know. Lately , some things were bothering me and I thought about you. And I realized I've been ignoring you , so I just wanted to talk"
"I am a bit busy at the moment"
"Alright , if you are available to talk at anytime , you can call me"
"I don't like phone calls. How about this , I have spare time past noon at 4.00 pm. Why don't you meet me at Cotton Greens Industrial Area SiteB?"
"Okay I will be there , see you Sanjana"
"Goodbye"
Hemant felt her condescending tone , like always talking in a deep anger tone. He knew she was upset from their past , the way the breakup happened. And he decided maybe they can bury the hatchet today.
Hemant arrived by 3.45 at the site. The space was an isolated godowns. All completely locked and shuttered down. Soon a Law Enforcement Vehicle arrived and stopped nearby him. Sanjana got out in her cop uniform and took out her hat and placed it in the vehicle. Her hair was tied in a bun and despite the cop uniform , she looked at her physical best. Sanjana noticed his vehicle.
"Nice ride"
"Yeah , change of profession helped"
"Oh I've heard , YOD Industries huh?"
"A lot of hardwork and some stroke of luck I guess"
"Maybe , life's been gifting you one after the other isn't it"
"Not exactly , there is also problems along with it."
"Like what?"
"Well , the Dilawar issue is still not solved"
"Oh , maybe that is out of my hands as well"
"Why"
"They have influence Hemant , at the very top. I made a strong case for Anjali which is why the SDCAW list will protect her , as long as I am in the chair"
"Why are you concerned by the chair?"
"I've been hearing chatter , there are strings being pulled to have me transferred from Mumbai"
"Really?"
"Yeah , if that happens , I want you to file an FIR against Rafique in Anjali's name , so that if I am not around here , she can get some legal help"
Sanjana showed caution in her words. But Hemant for the first time was unbothered by that issue anymore. He knew this day would come , that once again his family will be vulnerable. But this time , he is there to protect them. He was ready for them.
"Don't worry Sanjana. I can handle them"
Sanjana was surprised by his responde. She responded with a doubtful look.
"I don't think you do. I initially believed they were just some common criminals but the truth is Hemant they are monsters , the worst of the worst"
"Did they do something terrible again?"
"Terrible is a small word Hemant for what they did. I was given the case of the murder and decimation of a Customs Officer Rakesh Mehra and his family. My investigation revealed that both the brothers were present there , and they tortured Rakesh in front of his wife and daughter. And to make it much more cruel , both of them molested and assaulted his wife and daughter right in front of him!"
Hemant listened to it wincing as Sanjana continued.
"When I found the necessary evidences and proofs to arrest them. I recieved pressure from the top , to abandon the case. Eventually it was taken away from me , and later I learned the proofs were tampered and the evidence erased. One day , both of them came to the HQ mocking me , claiming that their next visit will be to your house!"
Hemant's eyes widened for a few seconds , but it eventually evolved into a serious stare ahead. Sanjana noticed it , it didn't need her security officer training to understand the change in Hemant. Sanjana voiced her concern.
"Why aren't you scared or worried Hemant? A normal man will falter hearing this"
Hemant rubbed his head and responded.
"I am a little worried , but I think I can handle them"
"Handle them how? They are ruthless goons with influence over the highest government leadership. How are you going to handle them Hemant?"
"I work with their handlers now. I have a close working relationship with the Mehtas of RegalCorp. I can sort out a truce with them"
"Like HELL you are! Rafique is obsessed with Anjali , no amount of overlord pressure is going to stop him from claiming her. And Dilawar holds Rafique close to his side , ever since the death of his younger brother , he is extra caring with Rafique. They are all monsters Hemant! They will...."
"RELAX SANJANA......I can handle them.....they are not a problem!"
At that moment , Sanjana noticed something strange. Hemant didn't show a single fear or worry , there was that intensity of his that she saw in their college days but along with it , she could also see darkness in him. His eyes were a deep void , as if there was an unfamiliar force within him. At that moment , Sanjana saw something much more terrifying with him , her doubts were still high regarding his disappearance long back.
"What happened Hemant?"
"What?"
"What happened when you left for your Army camp , where did you go?"
"That is not important right now"
"YES IT IS! It is important to me. What made the man that I deeply love abandon everything and walk way , and why didn't he come back to me when he returned to Mumbai?"
"Sanjana , its complicated"
"Then uncomplicate it right now!"
"I can't , sorry"
Sanjana controlled her rage on Hemant's insistance on not disclosing his truth. Sanjana eventually walked away.
"This was a mistake!" Sanjana fumed in anger.
"Sanjana...please!" Hemant pleaded but Sanjana got on her vehicle and drove off.
Hemant stood there rubbing his head overwhelmed with emotions. For few seconds , he remembered some of his worst memories , the faces of his loved ones from a dark past. A young woman's smile , a burning house , the man from his photo dead in front of him. It brought a whirlwhind of emotions from Hemant but he managed to bear it and eventually returned to normal.
Hemant soon returned to his factory doing some work on his private workspace. His mind now engulfed in the flames that Sanjana started in his mind and heart. The revelation that Dilawar and Rafique are planning to do something nasty with his family tingled with the rage in his mind.
He also realized he was in a familiar scenario , a familiar feeling of anger and rage that once burst out and unleashed death and destruction on the people responsible for his sorrow. Hemant realized he cannot be that man anymore , whatever that was , it was dangerous. That was when his attention went to his pocket. The ring of the Archangel shined in the lamp light of that room as Hemant stared at it , feeling the warmth of that fiery heat of his past. Dozens of voices in his head told him to wear it , embrace it , become the raging inferno from his past. But Hemant put it back in his pocket , there was a resolve in him to never consume that flame and loose himself again. And now he had the driving force in that resolve in the faces of Karan , Anjali and Sonarika.
He remembers Harper and Iron's words , not to go back , move forward. Don't forget , but evolve. Mold yourself to something better , and for the first time in a long time , Hemant could see the importance of their reasoning. He has to be the better , Michael King is his past , he doesn't need to be him again , Michael King was a mask , Hemant is the real him that he hid , but now he doesn't need to. For years he hid himself and what did that get him , just insults and embarrassment. Now when he changed path and mind , everything is clicking the way he wanted. His business is growing faster than he thought , his wife feeling more loved towards him , his son seeing him as his superhero.
Dilawar and Rafique are not his problems , but rather the initiation to see how much he has evolved. How much this new Hemant , an amalgamation of past and present can dismantle these freaks. Hemant knew men like him long back , and he also knew the right treatment for them. No matter what happens , Hemant made a silent vow that he will forever protect his family. But he also made a vow , after learning what happened to that Custom Officer's family and their interest with Sonarika and Anjali , that he will show them true suffering.
By evening , Hemant went to the usual restaurant where Tamanna and himself casually visits near her office. But when he arrived there , he was surprised to see Tamanna sitting with Sandeep having some deep conversation with each other. Tamanna was giggling and blushing while Sandeep was smiling and on occasion having his hand brush on hers on the table. Hemant felt it's not wise to ruin their moment so he walked away.
He was conflicted on seeing that sight over there. A part of him was happy that Tamanna was getting some attention for an incredible woman she is , and the other part of him was pissed that it was Sandeep that was making moments with Tamanna. Feeling conflicted , he walked away from that place. But those thoughts faded away and his mind was once again imbedded with the connection to his past. His determination to find closure for his past dominated his mind. But it was not some quick process , he has to give it time. For now , there is a fresh goal ahead of him , the stage 1 of his big game. This was not just for his future , but it was also a need to shut his past nightmares for good.
Even after arriving home and interacting with Karan , Hemant's mind was still logged by the revelation of the weapon basement and the talk with Sanjana regarding Dilawar and Rafique. He looked at Sonarika and Anjali working in the kitchen together, this once again brought the need , the urge to wear the ring again and become his long forgotten self. But at the same time , those faces are also urging him to never go back. At the end of the day , this was all Hemant was fighting , Sonarika and Anjali who were having their sisterly talk in the kitchen and young Karan enjoying his favorite cartoon.
Hemant stood in the gallery gathering his thoughts. His mind was deep in his calculations and his plan. His brain was waiting , counting every minute for the moment Kamya or Vaibhav will give the go ahead to him. His mind locked on a number of people , he still remembers that small interaction he had with Siddharth. His mind mapping the things he want to do long term. He had made some assumptions on what his next move will be since that meeting and Hemant is definitely looking forward to it.
(TO BE CONTD)
One fine day , Hemant arrived at his Factory HQ a lot earlier than usual. Many of the workers and some new office staffs would arrive here in few hours. But right now at that moment , Hemant wasn't there to admire his place of work , but rather a sinister mindset was on him. He wandered to the backyard of the HQ where at the further looking toolshed , he saw the container he found with the similar and strange Devil markings hidden behind it. Hemant had the urge to open it , but the possibility of facing his deep dark nightmare stopped him from opening it. He walked away inside.
His mind was not wandering , but remembering a specific conversation , the thing that Shashwat Pradhan the former owner of this place told him.
'The place was one of Mastaan's decomissoned site'
For few days , Hemant has been researching about the legendary Mumbai underworld. And he discovered something very interesting. Haaji Mastaan was a well known smuggler , he ran one of the greatest smuggling networks in the world right here in Mumbai which was once Bombay. But Mastaan had one rule , which was no smuggling of weapons , especially destructive ones. And he never let the AZRAEL network run their trade here. But Hemant learned that AZRAEL once tried to intimidate Mastaan and tried smuggling their weapons through Mumbai. But Mastaan , feeling disrespected , confiscated their goods and stashed it never to see the light. After analyzing the timeline and all the developments , Hemant came into conclusion that the site where he built his factory , could be a secret stash for that lost goods.
Hemant wandered the factory wondering if there is still something here. Even during the initial factory renovation his mind was focused on it , to find it , but he never got a hint. But now , after his research , he was sure there was something here. He eventually searched the main areas making sure to search it before the workers arrive. Eventually he reached the south side of the space where Abhimanyu did his recording. The section was a storage space. But as Hemant walked through it , two of the floor surfaces tiles in one portion of that space sounded different than the others. Hemant realized he found it , the floor had a secret opening , this place has a basement!
Hemant quickly moved to the end of that portion and used a crowbar to open its edge. Eventually he succeeded and Hemant opened the floor opening and pulled it upwards. The opening had stairs that went down. Hemant used his mobile flashlight and moved down and eventually he found a electrical conduit with a jumper. Hemant noticed it has power so he pulled it up turning the power on. A bunch of older bulbs turned on and the entire basement was lit up. Hemant was shocked to see that the basement area was as big as the factory and it was full of weapons. Old college weapons!
He found stashes of weaponry that were once in high demand. Over 3 containers worth of Ak-47s , 3 containers worth of Type 79 chinese submachine guns , 3 containers of Vector R4 Assault Rifle of South African Military Insignia , 5 Baretta M82 Long Range Semi Automatic Rifles with scope , 10 Ultimax 100 Light Machine Guns , 3 containers worth of Taurus PT92 pistols and then finally 3 containers worth Type 81 Chinese Assault Rifles. All Cold War Era Weapons. Hemant found some manifest in the stash showing evidence to the missing ship Zulfiqr. One of the document states that the ship was blown up by the British Air Force in a covert strike in the Indian Ocean and the whole thing was buried.
The rest of the section was filled with crates of ammunitions and cartridges. All ammos for these specific weapons. Hemant checked the whole space and realized this is a gold mine of weapons. Even though they are old college , they are actually durable and robust. And considering his options regarding his plans right now , he figured this can help in his cause the better way. Hemant quickly placed it all back and went up. He decided to turn this section of the factory into his personal workspace and thus when the workers arrived he instructed them to set his place up. Hemant stood there personally looking at each of the workers movements and attention , making sure everything is in place. He also took extra attention making sure none of the workers noticed that fake flooring to the basement. Once all the arrangement was done , Hemant installed a board to the entrance of that room along with a sliding door which marked the space. He called up a securty group and installed Biometric Scanner and access system into that door. The workers were at first confused but they weren't bothered by it.
'Personal WorkSpace , No Entry Without Authorization'
Hemant was in deep thoughts in his office room thinking about the revelation. He remembers giving all the details to Sanjana as an anonymous so that some thing happen in the legal ways. But turns out things aren't developing much in the forefront. Hemant regularly watched the news to see if there was some hint or detail regarding it but there was nothing. Convinced that things haven't gone to plan as he thought in the legal way , Hemant decided to find some answers and call Sanjana. The call was answered a few seconds later.
"Hello"
"Hello , Sanjana? This is Hemant"
"Hemant? What happened? Is everything okay?"
"Yeah everything is fine , I just wanted to talk"
"Why this sudden awakening in you?"
"I don't know. Lately , some things were bothering me and I thought about you. And I realized I've been ignoring you , so I just wanted to talk"
"I am a bit busy at the moment"
"Alright , if you are available to talk at anytime , you can call me"
"I don't like phone calls. How about this , I have spare time past noon at 4.00 pm. Why don't you meet me at Cotton Greens Industrial Area SiteB?"
"Okay I will be there , see you Sanjana"
"Goodbye"
Hemant felt her condescending tone , like always talking in a deep anger tone. He knew she was upset from their past , the way the breakup happened. And he decided maybe they can bury the hatchet today.
Hemant arrived by 3.45 at the site. The space was an isolated godowns. All completely locked and shuttered down. Soon a Law Enforcement Vehicle arrived and stopped nearby him. Sanjana got out in her cop uniform and took out her hat and placed it in the vehicle. Her hair was tied in a bun and despite the cop uniform , she looked at her physical best. Sanjana noticed his vehicle.
"Nice ride"
"Yeah , change of profession helped"
"Oh I've heard , YOD Industries huh?"
"A lot of hardwork and some stroke of luck I guess"
"Maybe , life's been gifting you one after the other isn't it"
"Not exactly , there is also problems along with it."
"Like what?"
"Well , the Dilawar issue is still not solved"
"Oh , maybe that is out of my hands as well"
"Why"
"They have influence Hemant , at the very top. I made a strong case for Anjali which is why the SDCAW list will protect her , as long as I am in the chair"
"Why are you concerned by the chair?"
"I've been hearing chatter , there are strings being pulled to have me transferred from Mumbai"
"Really?"
"Yeah , if that happens , I want you to file an FIR against Rafique in Anjali's name , so that if I am not around here , she can get some legal help"
Sanjana showed caution in her words. But Hemant for the first time was unbothered by that issue anymore. He knew this day would come , that once again his family will be vulnerable. But this time , he is there to protect them. He was ready for them.
"Don't worry Sanjana. I can handle them"
Sanjana was surprised by his responde. She responded with a doubtful look.
"I don't think you do. I initially believed they were just some common criminals but the truth is Hemant they are monsters , the worst of the worst"
"Did they do something terrible again?"
"Terrible is a small word Hemant for what they did. I was given the case of the murder and decimation of a Customs Officer Rakesh Mehra and his family. My investigation revealed that both the brothers were present there , and they tortured Rakesh in front of his wife and daughter. And to make it much more cruel , both of them molested and assaulted his wife and daughter right in front of him!"
Hemant listened to it wincing as Sanjana continued.
"When I found the necessary evidences and proofs to arrest them. I recieved pressure from the top , to abandon the case. Eventually it was taken away from me , and later I learned the proofs were tampered and the evidence erased. One day , both of them came to the HQ mocking me , claiming that their next visit will be to your house!"
Hemant's eyes widened for a few seconds , but it eventually evolved into a serious stare ahead. Sanjana noticed it , it didn't need her security officer training to understand the change in Hemant. Sanjana voiced her concern.
"Why aren't you scared or worried Hemant? A normal man will falter hearing this"
Hemant rubbed his head and responded.
"I am a little worried , but I think I can handle them"
"Handle them how? They are ruthless goons with influence over the highest government leadership. How are you going to handle them Hemant?"
"I work with their handlers now. I have a close working relationship with the Mehtas of RegalCorp. I can sort out a truce with them"
"Like HELL you are! Rafique is obsessed with Anjali , no amount of overlord pressure is going to stop him from claiming her. And Dilawar holds Rafique close to his side , ever since the death of his younger brother , he is extra caring with Rafique. They are all monsters Hemant! They will...."
"RELAX SANJANA......I can handle them.....they are not a problem!"
At that moment , Sanjana noticed something strange. Hemant didn't show a single fear or worry , there was that intensity of his that she saw in their college days but along with it , she could also see darkness in him. His eyes were a deep void , as if there was an unfamiliar force within him. At that moment , Sanjana saw something much more terrifying with him , her doubts were still high regarding his disappearance long back.
"What happened Hemant?"
"What?"
"What happened when you left for your Army camp , where did you go?"
"That is not important right now"
"YES IT IS! It is important to me. What made the man that I deeply love abandon everything and walk way , and why didn't he come back to me when he returned to Mumbai?"
"Sanjana , its complicated"
"Then uncomplicate it right now!"
"I can't , sorry"
Sanjana controlled her rage on Hemant's insistance on not disclosing his truth. Sanjana eventually walked away.
"This was a mistake!" Sanjana fumed in anger.
"Sanjana...please!" Hemant pleaded but Sanjana got on her vehicle and drove off.
Hemant stood there rubbing his head overwhelmed with emotions. For few seconds , he remembered some of his worst memories , the faces of his loved ones from a dark past. A young woman's smile , a burning house , the man from his photo dead in front of him. It brought a whirlwhind of emotions from Hemant but he managed to bear it and eventually returned to normal.
Hemant soon returned to his factory doing some work on his private workspace. His mind now engulfed in the flames that Sanjana started in his mind and heart. The revelation that Dilawar and Rafique are planning to do something nasty with his family tingled with the rage in his mind.
He also realized he was in a familiar scenario , a familiar feeling of anger and rage that once burst out and unleashed death and destruction on the people responsible for his sorrow. Hemant realized he cannot be that man anymore , whatever that was , it was dangerous. That was when his attention went to his pocket. The ring of the Archangel shined in the lamp light of that room as Hemant stared at it , feeling the warmth of that fiery heat of his past. Dozens of voices in his head told him to wear it , embrace it , become the raging inferno from his past. But Hemant put it back in his pocket , there was a resolve in him to never consume that flame and loose himself again. And now he had the driving force in that resolve in the faces of Karan , Anjali and Sonarika.
He remembers Harper and Iron's words , not to go back , move forward. Don't forget , but evolve. Mold yourself to something better , and for the first time in a long time , Hemant could see the importance of their reasoning. He has to be the better , Michael King is his past , he doesn't need to be him again , Michael King was a mask , Hemant is the real him that he hid , but now he doesn't need to. For years he hid himself and what did that get him , just insults and embarrassment. Now when he changed path and mind , everything is clicking the way he wanted. His business is growing faster than he thought , his wife feeling more loved towards him , his son seeing him as his superhero.
Dilawar and Rafique are not his problems , but rather the initiation to see how much he has evolved. How much this new Hemant , an amalgamation of past and present can dismantle these freaks. Hemant knew men like him long back , and he also knew the right treatment for them. No matter what happens , Hemant made a silent vow that he will forever protect his family. But he also made a vow , after learning what happened to that Custom Officer's family and their interest with Sonarika and Anjali , that he will show them true suffering.
By evening , Hemant went to the usual restaurant where Tamanna and himself casually visits near her office. But when he arrived there , he was surprised to see Tamanna sitting with Sandeep having some deep conversation with each other. Tamanna was giggling and blushing while Sandeep was smiling and on occasion having his hand brush on hers on the table. Hemant felt it's not wise to ruin their moment so he walked away.
He was conflicted on seeing that sight over there. A part of him was happy that Tamanna was getting some attention for an incredible woman she is , and the other part of him was pissed that it was Sandeep that was making moments with Tamanna. Feeling conflicted , he walked away from that place. But those thoughts faded away and his mind was once again imbedded with the connection to his past. His determination to find closure for his past dominated his mind. But it was not some quick process , he has to give it time. For now , there is a fresh goal ahead of him , the stage 1 of his big game. This was not just for his future , but it was also a need to shut his past nightmares for good.
Even after arriving home and interacting with Karan , Hemant's mind was still logged by the revelation of the weapon basement and the talk with Sanjana regarding Dilawar and Rafique. He looked at Sonarika and Anjali working in the kitchen together, this once again brought the need , the urge to wear the ring again and become his long forgotten self. But at the same time , those faces are also urging him to never go back. At the end of the day , this was all Hemant was fighting , Sonarika and Anjali who were having their sisterly talk in the kitchen and young Karan enjoying his favorite cartoon.
Hemant stood in the gallery gathering his thoughts. His mind was deep in his calculations and his plan. His brain was waiting , counting every minute for the moment Kamya or Vaibhav will give the go ahead to him. His mind locked on a number of people , he still remembers that small interaction he had with Siddharth. His mind mapping the things he want to do long term. He had made some assumptions on what his next move will be since that meeting and Hemant is definitely looking forward to it.
(TO BE CONTD)
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