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“Sir .. you are called inside…” A polite secretary bowed and Krishna Kant got up clutching the file under his armpit.  

“What else do you want, Krishan Kant? Your son is back…” The PM started off angrily.  Krishan Kant placed the file on his table.

“What is this?” PM asked astonished. 

“Sab laya hoon, Sir!” Krishan kant said and PM looked at the file in horror.

“What? What is all this?” he didn’t even touch the file.  Krishna Kant sat on the chair without permission with folded arms, glaring at the PM.  PM shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“You have only five minutes Mr.  I have another appointment…” PM said glaring back at Krishna Kant.  

“Copy of all your deeds when you were in Ministry…. “ Krishna kant said in a deadly voice and a shiver ran through PM’s spine.  

“What do you want?” he asked a bit nervous. 

“You know… what I want.  Election ticket, CM’s post and …” Krishan Kant stopped and PM gaped.

“You are a man of vengeance…” he blurted letting out his breath.  Krishna kant was expressionless.  

“We brought back your son… Is it not enough?” PM asked him and Krishna Kant blinked still maintaining the eye contact.

“And…” he leaned forward and placed another paper on the table..

“A complete destruction of this ….” PM glanced at the name and shaking his head a bit…

“Who is he? A small business house… “ he looked up in surprise.

“Why do you want to go after him, Mr. Krishna Kant? He is just another industrialist…”

Krishna Kant nodded.  

“I am sorry… You deal with your own problems, Krishna Kant…. We can’t do anything in this…” He slipped the paper towards Krishna Kant.  

“Your second list of candidates will be announced next week, Sir.  I want to see my name in that list…!” Krishna Kant warned and PM glared at him and then brought his gaze down at the file lying on the table.  

“And you will help me win this election…” Krishna Kant said smirking and picking up his bag to leave.

“Who is he?” PM asked from behind…! Krishna Kant turned.

“My son’s murderor…” Krishna Kant hissed.

“But your son is alive and you brought him back… haven’t you?” PM asked suspiciously.

“Yes…!” Krishna Kant said and continued…

“Now I want to finish them all…!” he fumed.  And coming back and handing over an envelope said…

“This is what you can do…” PM opened the envelope.

“What? Acquisition?” he looked up. 

“He has hundreds of acres of land alongside River Gomti… Acquire the land for the New Dam on the river…” Krishna Kant demanded and PM shook his head hopelessly.  

“I will look into it… The proposal for that Dam is not passed yet…!” he said signaling his secretary to send the next person.  Krishna Kant left with lifted spirits..! 

All the property of Arnav Singh Nirmal Singh Thakur will be acquired by the Government, once Krishna Kant became the CM.

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“Khushi…” Anjali barged in and they both broke apart.

“Anjali Di…” Khushi came forward. 

“Someone is waiting for you…” Anjali said and Khushi hurriedly left with her. 

Arnav looked lost still trying to get over his worries. 

…………..

“No Khushi… Please… let us keep it simple…” Anjali urged glancing at the designs. 

“Yeah… Di.  They are all simple…Very simple…” Khushi grinned and then looked at Anjali’s lost face.  

“Should we call Shondeep Sir? We will ask him his choice…” Khushi winked.

“No..!” Anjali said and Mami giggled.

“Hello Hi Bye Bye… Which is the costliest one in this?” she asked flipping the pages.

“Oh! Mami… !” Anjali looked away.

“We have these for you, M’am” The person said politely pointing at another Album of Designer Sarees.  Mami picked it up greedily. 

“Let me call papaji…” Khushi said wickedly and Anjali looked up startled.

“No..!” she tried to snatch the phone.

“Hello Papaji…” Khushi called out loudly.

“Help us select Shadi ka joda for Di…” she said grinning.

“Why are you buying a Shadi ka Joda? It  comes from the groom’s side…” Papaji barked angrily, as they were planning to buy it.

“Oh! Here, talk to Di…. She wants to keep it simple… so we were looking at the Simple designs..” Khushi said emphasizing on the word Simple.  She know very well papaji’s simple choice…! 

“Anjali puttar….” Papaji started off and Anjali went aside to talk to papaji giving Khushi free hand to choose the designs…! She saw Arnav walking out of the house and sighed.  He won’t be a part of any shopping…! 

“Khushi Bhabi…” Ram Prakash called out little tensed.  Khushi looked up.

“Police…” she saw police at the door and rose to her feet.

“What is it now?” she asked agitated.  The officer showed her a warrant…!

“What is it?” Nani sat on the sofa with a thud losing her energy…

“Arrest warrant….” Khushi blurted in a bear whisper….