Dharavi, Maharashtra
A place where our protagonist resides, getting his hair highlighted in blonde and a lit cigarette clutched between fingers.
The most disappointing protagonist ever "Keshav Rao".
When he was about to be born, due to some complications the delivery went wrong and his mother started to get ill.
For her treatment his father took large loans and even sold his house to pay a part of hospital bill.
When his mother was on death bed she slowly chanted in his dad's ear
" You remember when you used to say that your money is lost and I told that you must be drunk there was no money, it was me who took that"
She laughed with a pale face.
"I have hidden 2 lakh (200,000) rupees. Use it well on keshav's study and don't spend it all on alcohol. Okay.... My time is coming
.....If i had a chance I want to become a better mother and see him all grown up."
These were the last word of mother's love for a boy who doesn't even remember her.
That secret savings were yet to be found but the family had already been broken.
His Grandfather who was retired military officer, lost his one leg in a war and was suffering form PTSD.
His father was a school teacher at a private school with low income,
The only thing he had was knowledge to give Keshav but,
he had no interest in getting things he couldn't show off in front of his friends.
The only thing he liked was to be cool in front of his friends & starting to smoke and getting hair coloured was all part of it.
And the day when the path for greatness start to become a path of catastrophe started.
"Where is Keshav, We have a arrest warrant for him." These were the first words Keshav heard just when the day started.