A luxurious Black Mercedes in front of Andheri police station was waiting for someone. Since from the morning, chauffeur Dilip, waiting for his master in a white uniform.
That was one of the hottest afternoons of the season, in raw prisoner cell; sweating Ajaybhai was eagerly waiting for someone.
Ajaybhai was a very big business person. AC car, AC house, AC office.
In short, he was among such a wealthy person, who does not know, when the weather changes. He was the employer of Twelve thousand people in the country and abroad. Ajaybhai was too busy, However; one phone call has disrupted his life.
Scorching sunshine, closed room, thief ... ... the police officers, roaming alcoholics...
Ajaybhai was watching it silently from a corner. In life, he faced many difficulties. He always keeps himself immovable and unbreakable. In any tough and adverse circumstances.
A taxi parked in front of the police station and Advocate Mishra ji quickly inserted a five hundred Rupees note in the hands of a taxi man, 'stop… keep the change'.
Mishraji rushed to the inspector's Table, put some paper in front of him. The inspector gone through the papers and said loudly, "Jadhav, take out Ajaybhai". Ajaybhai a powerful tycoon, today, he is treated like a thief.
Constable took Ajaybhai to the inspector. Inspector Sharma swings his hand in the air, that was the gesture for Ajaybhai to sit... Disappointed Ajay sat on a wooden chair.
Sharmaji noticed the tension on his face and said to ease the stressful atmosphere, "Sorry Sir, it was my duty, in the media; 'V-Tu' had created a ruckus. We got pressure from head office, that's… for scrutiny ... you understand it, sir". Inspector Sharma offered a cutting Mumbaiyya tea glass towards Ajaybhai with prevenance.
With a soft sigh, Ajaybhai signed a paper showing an artificial smile on his face. Shake hands with Inspector Sharma. Advocate Mishraji said, "Sir, the driver is waiting from the morning, please come!". Ajaybhai responded with a soft voice 'Hoon'. Mishra ji noticed pain in Ajaybhai's voice. He quickly came out of the police station.
Ajaybhai Singhania was a famous international business tycoon. He was the 'food provider' of thousands of families as an employer through the business of import-export.
He was a philanthropist also.
Since from the morning, driver Dilip was waiting for his master, he ran to open the door, for Ajaybhai.
Ajaybhai used to sit in the left of the rear seat.. used to lift a bottle of water with the left hand, to take two sips. Mishra ji was aware of this habit. Therefore, he ran to the other side and sat behind the driver.
Ajaybhai holds his iPhone for a second and stretched his hand towards Dilip. Dilip was aware of his master's habit. iPhone from master means to switch it off.
Before starting the car, Ajaybhai used to instruct where to go. The car was almost soundproof. There was a dead silence. Dilip switched off the mobile. Through the rear mirror at the top, he looked into his eyes with Mishra ji.
Mishra ji asked politely, "Sir, will you go home, or hotel Five Star?"
Ajay was lost in his self... He said, "Dilip, drop Mishraji at his office after taking me home."
Some aspects of Ajaybhai's temperament were very subtle However, humane. His behavior with his employees was full of love.
He could ask Mishra ji to get a taxi; However, Ajaybhai did not hesitate to send his two million worth of car for Mishra ji to drop at his office.
The car started. She turned from Andheri Bandra towards Worli Sea Link. Rare traffic was on the road due to noon. Ajaybhai's Mercedes was crushing the road from Worli sea link, at the top speed.
Due to the cold at sea, a light mist was near the water level. Her eyes were trying to see through the fog at the seaside of Dadar, he lost in the past...
(...What happened next?...)