As Bhola sat with BABA, a guard abruptly approached and flung a bag in his direction. Bhola managed to catch it, but upon rummaging through its contents,
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he realized that some files and the company phone were missing. His personal phone lay submerged in water, rendered useless by the damage.
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Disheartened but determined, Bhola waited until the evening when he spotted his team leader, HR, and senior developer leaving the building.
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He rushed toward them, but a guard intercepted him, blocking his path. Despite his pleading, they ignored him and drove off, leaving Bhola standing alone.
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Returning to his rented room, Bhola resolved to try again the next morning.
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However, as the days turned into weeks, Bhola found himself in a desperate situation. With a debt of 20 million hanging over his head, he was willing to do anything to redeem himself.
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Finally, after a month of constant attempts to seek help, Bhola found himself face-to-face with his team leader and senior developer in the parking area.
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During those months, Bhola had attempted to complain to authorities and reach out to the project team members for evidence or witnesses, but no one came to his aid.
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His daily and persistent efforts to seek help from other employees only seemed to disturb them further.
Today, Bhola found himself summoned to the parking area by the guard on orders from the team leader and senior developer. As he approached, he could sense the tension in the air.
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The team leader, with a stern tone, said to Bhola, "Listen, you have no other option but to pay off your debt and make things right. Stop causing trouble for everyone here. If I catch you near the office again, I will have you sent to jail."
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This made Bhola furious. He lunged at the leader and quickly pinched his face, repeatedly hitting him.
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A guard rushed over and intervened, separating Bhola from the team leader.
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The team leader approached Bhola, kicking him and shouting, "How dare you hit me! I will expose your fraudulent actions to every company. You will be blocked from everywhere."
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Bhola attempted to spit in the leader's face, but the leader stepped back.
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Bhola yelled, "You're still lying! What blocking, what spreading? I'm already blacklisted everywhere. I have no job, no money to pay for your damn fraud. Do you think I'm scared of you? I don't have a single penny.
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Today, all my belongings are outside my room because I couldn't pay rent. My parents have no money left, and I still have an education loan to repay for the rest of my life."
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The senior developer and team leader were taken aback by Bhola's words. They hadn't actually published anything, fearing potential investigations. After some reflection, they realized it was the HR's doing. HR was truly ruthless and had left no way out for Bhola.
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But now, it was all over. There was no need to dwell on it any longer. They instructed the guard to throw Bhola out after giving him a few beatings.
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Bhola appears to have found no way; at the very least, he called his parents and explained everything.
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Whatever happened to him? What is happening in your life? He sobbed a lot on the phone when explaining his life.
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His parents encouraged him to return home quickly since they were concerned about his despair.
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His parents are from a middle-class household; they don't have much savings left, and Bhola doesn't want to bother them, so he filed for a student loan in the hopes of repaying it while working.
But he comeback with a massive debt of 20 million which whenever take.
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His parents live far from the place.
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They have a large plot of land that assists them with farming meets their daily food requirements and also helps their earnings.
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After meeting his parents he cried in their arms.
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His parents' house is not so big, they have only two rooms, one kitchen, and a hall.
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After two year
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Over these two years, he made efforts to complain, involve the police, and gather evidence, but to no avail.
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After many times of pleading and begging, Bhola finally learned the whole truth through the BABA.
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First, they choose a target and observe for a week. If the target retaliates or exhibits rebellious conduct, they leave the target and move on to the next target until they find someone with a weak background and easy to do as they see fit. Then they utilize fraud, force, and other methods to coerce employees into signing paperwork.
Initially, they just took a fraction of the target's salary by opening a bogus corporate account in the employee's name.
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He revealed that the one behind the blocking was none other than the HR.
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Before Bhola, there had been five other victims, but until now, they had only faced salary deductions had their project credits usurped, or had been defrauded of small amounts.
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Bhola was the first victim to have a staggering 20 million burden placed upon him.
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Bhola requested and thanked BABA for his help on the phone and returned to his life.
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As the Bhola life is going on.
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"Bhola's life was still in disarray, as farming wasn't generating enough income to make a difference in repaying the loan. On top of that, he also had a student loan to contend with.
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This mounting financial pressure weighed heavily on him, plunging him into a deepening depression.
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His parents, too, were fraught with worry. Their health was declining, and they appeared much older than their years due to the stress.
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As Bhola toiled away in the fields, lost in his thoughts, the sudden breaking of a tool felt like a metaphor for his shattered dreams."
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"In his depression, he sat down on the same patch of land, but upon seeing the vast amount of work still left to do in the fields, he reluctantly stood up and began to make his way back home.
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As he trudged along, his mind consumed by worry and despair, he couldn't shake off the feeling of defeat that weighed heavily upon him.
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Arriving home, Bhola sought out his father in search of a tool.
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"Dad," he asked, his voice heavy with exhaustion, "where can I find an extra tool for digging?"
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His father looked up from his work, concern etched into his weary face. "There's one in the storeroom," he replied, his voice tinged with sympathy. "We keep an extra tool there for digging." you can take it from there.
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Bhola began to move toward the storehouse. He began to search, but after discovering numerous items lying around, he began to arrange them while still attempting to locate the digging tool.
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He stumbled upon the tool, tucked away in the corner amidst a clutter of various items. Leaning down to retrieve it, he was taken aback by a refreshing chill that tingled through his fingertips.
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Curiosity piqued, he shifted his hand and discovered a dainty oval-shaped bead necklace resting nearby.
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The soothing sensation brought him immense comfort, prompting him to take up both the bead and the tool.
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And then he headed back to the fields.