21-03-2026, 05:00 PM
Chapter 21: The Asset & The Knock
His phone felt heavy in his hand. He sat at the bench near the public park
“Hello, Jeeva. All good? Any pain?” What's your question about?
Jeeva slumped back, staring at the tree..
He could not open up easily, he dialed to speak openly, about him, abut his wife and kids future. But asking opinion about giving his wife and kids to someone else the thought of it made Jeeva nervous, he had no courage, instead of asking directly he decided to use a reference or metaphor or something indirectly..
Just to make sure what he think is right?!
But a long silence, Madhavan voice again came! You there’?
Jeeva said yes yes,
“Only internal,” i mean the pain… he said quietly. “Have you cracked anything yet?”
“No. But You should come soon. See you gone back in middle of our Experiement ..
Jeeva sighed, voice softening with weariness.
“Yes, doctor. But can you be sure everything can be reversed, can you be sure i can be same as after 100 days?
Madhavan stunned
Jeeva said im not here to make you guilt, understand me, i have a family, i have debts, i need to fix them.. I need to safegaurd them. I need to cook up stories so my detachment or my disappearance will not be a bother to them.
Madhavan said im sorry Rahul, itsmy mess ,
Jeeva said not be sorry it's my choice and I entered your experiment .
I’m just tangled in a complex mess.I know my presence is uncertain before something happens let me atleast make sure i did some basic right thing.
I actually called you for a different reason, i could not take a decision. So you are elder to me and I have only one you to get an opinion.. I dont know how to begin/
A pause stretched between them. Then Madhavan’s tone shifted — kinder, more open.
“Share it. I’ll listen. I got you into this — if not me, who? My experience might help.
Jeeva’s throat tightened. The words came out guarded, wrapped in metaphor, because saying them plainly felt impossible. He decided to replace with with asset, in his choice of word.
“Doc… I’ve got an asset. Overlooked for years. Valuable. I need someone trustworthy to hand it over, if I vanish after some days.”
But.. but…
“Continue,” Madhavan prompted, his voice a steady anchor.
“I can’t spot anyone. Who can preserve my asset, value it. Everyone who i know is waiting for me to leave — so that they can own it or steal and destroy but not preserve.”
Madhavan hummed thoughtfully.
“Not even your wife?”
Jeeva hesitated, breath catching.
“I can’t bring her into that.”
Madhavan didn’t push. He was thinking about what could be the asset that even his wife could not preserve. He stayed in the metaphor, assuming it was land, property, inheritance — something tangible a dying man wanted secured.
“You want someone to preserve — not utilize and ruin?”
“Yes, sir.”
Madhavan’s voice softened, thoughtful.
Do you have any blood brothers or steps or any relation that you feel?
Jeeva intervened no one.
“Try your most trusted friend.”
“They’re the first culprits,” Jeeva said, bitterness lacing his words. They are the ones who wanted to steal and ruin it.
“Family like distant relatives?”
“No one wants us,” he replied, voice flat.
“No friends, no family. You’ve spent your life with fakes,” Madhavan said — a gentle rebuke, but not unkind.
“That’s the internal pain, doc,” Jeeva admitted.
“Seek new faces, maybe someone you know in a short time, someone you feel you can. trust. Does anyone fit?”
“Impossible doctor, who i will find in the 70+ days time, the new person may act before me, and i definitely can’t trust.” the time is short, I need to hand over the asset when I'm here in the town, if that happens I will happily leave everything and will have peace.
Madhavan said, you yourself are impossible to find with only 70 + days left. I don't know why you called me then!
Jeeva said no doc, I wanted to ask you, should i be bothered about spending my rest of day finding the apt person to take care of my assets, or leave it to the fate of assets and just enjoy it as long as I'm here? This doubt I guess only you can solve for me.
Madhavan said, i know what you want, is that asset you referred to, why you need to hand it over to some person for presere? Will it add any value? Like will it benefit your family, especially kids in future?
Jeeva thought for a moment and said it's for their safety too and they will have something they can depend on instead of nothing.
Then it's worth handing it over and when you do it by yourself, as you said you would feel easy.
“Yes.” but all these days i only had my control on it. Thinking about someone gonna own it, it hurts deeper.
Madhavan paused, then spoke with quiet conviction.
I understand but you came to this point , I once had a car, I had to sell it before it got trashed and unvaluable, sell it when it's valuable, right now whatever the asset may be you are just transferring ownership.. The person whom you transfer gonna treasure it for your family.
Jeeva said yes.. But I worried I could not find a single person.. No one seems to fit the bill.
With given less time..
“Think , among those you’ve seen — best among worst. Key to preserve — defying doubts.”
Jeeva frowned, puzzled.
“How do I give it to people I deem worst — and pick the least bad?”
“Trust me. In my labs i got to get result from least rotten rats. I dont throw rats out..
In the case of humans, what you can do is, befriend the least bad person, Build rapport. Observe. Talk. Analyze.
If you feel they can be a safe bet.
Share your hopes for the asset. If they buy in let them handle it. Say make an agreement like you are giving that asset for a lease.. In 70+ days watch closer how they handle it.
Inf few days, You’ll see if they fit.
If not unplug and try the next best.”
Jeeva’s mind flared. Sam, John, Kiran and that unknown politician, shits they are worst people, he had no true friends apart from them, only men he know now is suriya.. He is easily best among worst, but he had all mysteries. Suddenly the name striked his mind with an adrenaline rush, the dreams came before him.
Anandhi in Suriya’s grasp — her saree slipping, his hands roaming, exploring. Her soft moans. Her body yielding. The image hit him like a punch, and his cock twitched hard against his shorts — sudden, painful, the chemical storm flaring at the mere thought.
“What?” he blurted.
Madhavan chuckled softly.
“Your asset’s land, right? People sell quick — ignorant of its worth. Agriculture — legacy.” Poor madhavan thought it was an agriculture land. He decided because he thought agriculture is not fit to women like Anandhi who is in teacher profession.
Jeeva caught the metaphor, but kept his voice neutral.
“Yep.” he said.
Madhavan pressed gently. “Try a heartfelt talk, hand ove rto them ,let them sow seeds or harvest whatever they can do in field, observe.
Issue is may be the person who you choose may not be interested. But its an interested field, make them obsess, increase the interest onn land to them by showing all goods.
If they look at good side and think its a good oen to preserve & not sell. And then you will know they are one that cherish it like you. Happy?”
Jeeva could not answer..
“Try. Few weeks. Call back.”
“I’ll consider. Work nw.”“Got it — bye.”
Click.
Jeeva smiled — faint, bitter. “Old man…thought its a land.. Shit” glad i didnt say its my wife im thinking about
A wild thought bloomed.
How could He send the asset to John, Kiran, Sam — the VIP — Suriya — test them. If one failed, pull her back. Thinking about its a chaotic mess.
Only option.. A New face? But its Impossible in 70 days. May be i should try some matrimony site, search for someone.. What if she chooses a wrong person after his disappearance, his kids would suffer.. Better for me to select someone
“Wrong pick — I’d suffer,” he mused.
Then Madhavan words hit him.. Try the worst out of best.. He thought what if one of them sincerely try to love anandhi? After sex?
His mind collected all their faces.. He think internally
Him giving anandhi to any one of the trio..
Kiran, Sam, John would gang up — share her — the VIP too
So he instantly ruled out.
Suriya.“Only shot?”
Jeeva’s mind circled.
“Help him — watch — few days — fit or ditch.”
Madhavan’s echo rang: *best among worst*
Suriya challenged him, he and Suriya never had a smooth interaction , he plays a good man face but he had kissed Anandhi's bra the last time, telling him he is lust-driven , however he was also unsure why unlike the trio or vip he had not made a move but instead guarded her by blocking him on day 1.. If he had blocked me, he would have blocked many near the flat...
He knos suriya is only option.. But his mystery filled laptop had all answer he thought, he doesnt want to waste time he called madhavan again.
Yes Rahul
Jeeva: Do you know anyone who can hack a folder in laptop and access details
Madhavan said the one guy who helped him with duplicate or fake certificates can help.. He thanked and immediately dialed him.
That person said just cope the folder in pendrive and bring i will unlock passwords.
He said okay and cut the call .
Jeeva stood from bench and walked towards home, before he decides to test on Suriya, he needs his secrets to confront and know better about Suriya before he makes a move.
His phone felt heavy in his hand. He sat at the bench near the public park
“Hello, Jeeva. All good? Any pain?” What's your question about?
Jeeva slumped back, staring at the tree..
He could not open up easily, he dialed to speak openly, about him, abut his wife and kids future. But asking opinion about giving his wife and kids to someone else the thought of it made Jeeva nervous, he had no courage, instead of asking directly he decided to use a reference or metaphor or something indirectly..
Just to make sure what he think is right?!
But a long silence, Madhavan voice again came! You there’?
Jeeva said yes yes,
“Only internal,” i mean the pain… he said quietly. “Have you cracked anything yet?”
“No. But You should come soon. See you gone back in middle of our Experiement ..
Jeeva sighed, voice softening with weariness.
“Yes, doctor. But can you be sure everything can be reversed, can you be sure i can be same as after 100 days?
Madhavan stunned
Jeeva said im not here to make you guilt, understand me, i have a family, i have debts, i need to fix them.. I need to safegaurd them. I need to cook up stories so my detachment or my disappearance will not be a bother to them.
Madhavan said im sorry Rahul, itsmy mess ,
Jeeva said not be sorry it's my choice and I entered your experiment .
I’m just tangled in a complex mess.I know my presence is uncertain before something happens let me atleast make sure i did some basic right thing.
I actually called you for a different reason, i could not take a decision. So you are elder to me and I have only one you to get an opinion.. I dont know how to begin/
A pause stretched between them. Then Madhavan’s tone shifted — kinder, more open.
“Share it. I’ll listen. I got you into this — if not me, who? My experience might help.
Jeeva’s throat tightened. The words came out guarded, wrapped in metaphor, because saying them plainly felt impossible. He decided to replace with with asset, in his choice of word.
“Doc… I’ve got an asset. Overlooked for years. Valuable. I need someone trustworthy to hand it over, if I vanish after some days.”
But.. but…
“Continue,” Madhavan prompted, his voice a steady anchor.
“I can’t spot anyone. Who can preserve my asset, value it. Everyone who i know is waiting for me to leave — so that they can own it or steal and destroy but not preserve.”
Madhavan hummed thoughtfully.
“Not even your wife?”
Jeeva hesitated, breath catching.
“I can’t bring her into that.”
Madhavan didn’t push. He was thinking about what could be the asset that even his wife could not preserve. He stayed in the metaphor, assuming it was land, property, inheritance — something tangible a dying man wanted secured.
“You want someone to preserve — not utilize and ruin?”
“Yes, sir.”
Madhavan’s voice softened, thoughtful.
Do you have any blood brothers or steps or any relation that you feel?
Jeeva intervened no one.
“Try your most trusted friend.”
“They’re the first culprits,” Jeeva said, bitterness lacing his words. They are the ones who wanted to steal and ruin it.
“Family like distant relatives?”
“No one wants us,” he replied, voice flat.
“No friends, no family. You’ve spent your life with fakes,” Madhavan said — a gentle rebuke, but not unkind.
“That’s the internal pain, doc,” Jeeva admitted.
“Seek new faces, maybe someone you know in a short time, someone you feel you can. trust. Does anyone fit?”
“Impossible doctor, who i will find in the 70+ days time, the new person may act before me, and i definitely can’t trust.” the time is short, I need to hand over the asset when I'm here in the town, if that happens I will happily leave everything and will have peace.
Madhavan said, you yourself are impossible to find with only 70 + days left. I don't know why you called me then!
Jeeva said no doc, I wanted to ask you, should i be bothered about spending my rest of day finding the apt person to take care of my assets, or leave it to the fate of assets and just enjoy it as long as I'm here? This doubt I guess only you can solve for me.
Madhavan said, i know what you want, is that asset you referred to, why you need to hand it over to some person for presere? Will it add any value? Like will it benefit your family, especially kids in future?
Jeeva thought for a moment and said it's for their safety too and they will have something they can depend on instead of nothing.
Then it's worth handing it over and when you do it by yourself, as you said you would feel easy.
“Yes.” but all these days i only had my control on it. Thinking about someone gonna own it, it hurts deeper.
Madhavan paused, then spoke with quiet conviction.
I understand but you came to this point , I once had a car, I had to sell it before it got trashed and unvaluable, sell it when it's valuable, right now whatever the asset may be you are just transferring ownership.. The person whom you transfer gonna treasure it for your family.
Jeeva said yes.. But I worried I could not find a single person.. No one seems to fit the bill.
With given less time..
“Think , among those you’ve seen — best among worst. Key to preserve — defying doubts.”
Jeeva frowned, puzzled.
“How do I give it to people I deem worst — and pick the least bad?”
“Trust me. In my labs i got to get result from least rotten rats. I dont throw rats out..
In the case of humans, what you can do is, befriend the least bad person, Build rapport. Observe. Talk. Analyze.
If you feel they can be a safe bet.
Share your hopes for the asset. If they buy in let them handle it. Say make an agreement like you are giving that asset for a lease.. In 70+ days watch closer how they handle it.
Inf few days, You’ll see if they fit.
If not unplug and try the next best.”
Jeeva’s mind flared. Sam, John, Kiran and that unknown politician, shits they are worst people, he had no true friends apart from them, only men he know now is suriya.. He is easily best among worst, but he had all mysteries. Suddenly the name striked his mind with an adrenaline rush, the dreams came before him.
Anandhi in Suriya’s grasp — her saree slipping, his hands roaming, exploring. Her soft moans. Her body yielding. The image hit him like a punch, and his cock twitched hard against his shorts — sudden, painful, the chemical storm flaring at the mere thought.
“What?” he blurted.
Madhavan chuckled softly.
“Your asset’s land, right? People sell quick — ignorant of its worth. Agriculture — legacy.” Poor madhavan thought it was an agriculture land. He decided because he thought agriculture is not fit to women like Anandhi who is in teacher profession.
Jeeva caught the metaphor, but kept his voice neutral.
“Yep.” he said.
Madhavan pressed gently. “Try a heartfelt talk, hand ove rto them ,let them sow seeds or harvest whatever they can do in field, observe.
Issue is may be the person who you choose may not be interested. But its an interested field, make them obsess, increase the interest onn land to them by showing all goods.
If they look at good side and think its a good oen to preserve & not sell. And then you will know they are one that cherish it like you. Happy?”
Jeeva could not answer..
“Try. Few weeks. Call back.”
“I’ll consider. Work nw.”“Got it — bye.”
Click.
Jeeva smiled — faint, bitter. “Old man…thought its a land.. Shit” glad i didnt say its my wife im thinking about
A wild thought bloomed.
How could He send the asset to John, Kiran, Sam — the VIP — Suriya — test them. If one failed, pull her back. Thinking about its a chaotic mess.
Only option.. A New face? But its Impossible in 70 days. May be i should try some matrimony site, search for someone.. What if she chooses a wrong person after his disappearance, his kids would suffer.. Better for me to select someone
“Wrong pick — I’d suffer,” he mused.
Then Madhavan words hit him.. Try the worst out of best.. He thought what if one of them sincerely try to love anandhi? After sex?
His mind collected all their faces.. He think internally
Him giving anandhi to any one of the trio..
Kiran, Sam, John would gang up — share her — the VIP too
So he instantly ruled out.
Suriya.“Only shot?”
Jeeva’s mind circled.
“Help him — watch — few days — fit or ditch.”
Madhavan’s echo rang: *best among worst*
Suriya challenged him, he and Suriya never had a smooth interaction , he plays a good man face but he had kissed Anandhi's bra the last time, telling him he is lust-driven , however he was also unsure why unlike the trio or vip he had not made a move but instead guarded her by blocking him on day 1.. If he had blocked me, he would have blocked many near the flat...
He knos suriya is only option.. But his mystery filled laptop had all answer he thought, he doesnt want to waste time he called madhavan again.
Yes Rahul
Jeeva: Do you know anyone who can hack a folder in laptop and access details
Madhavan said the one guy who helped him with duplicate or fake certificates can help.. He thanked and immediately dialed him.
That person said just cope the folder in pendrive and bring i will unlock passwords.
He said okay and cut the call .
Jeeva stood from bench and walked towards home, before he decides to test on Suriya, he needs his secrets to confront and know better about Suriya before he makes a move.
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