Rohan felt the burden of every day work. Running a nation full of problems was never easy.
From balancing the economy to mending social divides, he was haunted by one persistent question: Am I doing enough?
The pressures of leadership were unforgiving. His thoughts no longer belonged to him, they were consumed by policies, political disputes, and the struggle to modernize a deeply traditional country.
Yet something else troubled at him, something deeper than mere governance. It wasn't just the divisions of caste, religion, or ideology that kept him up at night.
It was the sense that India, will inevitably walk towards a future with full of conflict long after he was gone.
One late afternoon, Rohan sat in his office, head resting against the back of his chair, trying to steal a brief nap between meetings.
But his mind refused to rest. His thoughts went around lots of doubt.
