Ravi ne jo raasta chuna tha, wo aasaan nahi tha.
Vikram ke diye hue kaam simple nahi the—unme risk tha, darr tha… aur galat log bhi the.
Pehla kaam chhota tha, lekin Ravi ke liye bada step tha. Usne dar ko control kiya aur kaam poora kiya. Badle me use itne paise mile jitne usne pehle kabhi ek saath nahi dekhe the.
Us din Ravi ko samajh aa gaya—
power ke saath paisa jaldi aata hai… lekin uski keemat bhi hoti hai.
Dheere-dheere Ravi Vikram ke aur kareeb aane laga. Ab wo sirf ek mazdoor nahi raha tha, balki ek aisa ladka ban raha tha jo system ko samajhne laga tha.
Lekin jitna wo aage badh raha tha, utna hi wo andhere me utar raha tha.
Ek raat Ravi ko ek aur kaam diya gaya…
Is baar kaam pehle se zyada risky tha.
Ravi ke andar ek awaaz keh rahi thi—
"Ye raasta sahi nahi hai…"
Lekin dusri awaaz aur tez thi—
"Yahi raasta tujhe power tak le jayega."
Ravi ne aankhein band ki…
aur phir faisla kar liya.
Ab wo peeche mudne wala nahi tha.
Aur isi faisle ke saath, Ravi ki zindagi aur zyada khatarnak hone wali thi…