Date: June 1, 2009Time: 6:00 AMLocation: Salt Lake Office, KolkataThe pale morning light seeped into the glass-clad office in Salt Lake, casting long shadows that intertwined with the faint glow from LED screens lining the walls. Aritra sat in his usual spot—no grand leather chair, just a simple ergonomic seat he claimed was "better for posture," though everyone knew he didn't care. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, tracked the flood of numbers cascading down the Legendary System's interface. The faint hum of the servers was the room's only soundtrack, broken occasionally by the muted clicks of keyboards and the soft rustling of papers.The numbers were surreal.Fifteen million units sold.Out of stock in over 20 countries.Cumulative revenue crossing $1.9 billion.Arnav barged into the room, looking like he'd been up for three straight days—which, to be fair, he probably had. His hair was rebelling in every direction, and his shirt had acquired a coffee stain shaped suspiciously like Australia. "We're out of stock in Japan, Germany, and New York. They're practically rioting in Tokyo," he blurted out, waving a report like a battle flag. "One guy apparently offered to sell his kidney on Craigslist just to get a Nova One."Aritra didn't flinch. He stared at the data, his mind calculating, assessing. Ishita, ever composed, entered with her laptop tucked under one arm and a cup of tea balanced precariously in the other. She set the tea down, glanced at the screen, and muttered, "We're officially sold out everywhere. Even the display models are being stolen from stores."Arnav collapsed into a chair, his grin wide despite the exhaustion etched into his face. "We broke the market."Aritra's lips twitched slightly, the closest he'd come to a smile all morning. "We broke expectations."Meanwhile, somewhere across the globe, chaos was brewing.
Cupertino, California - Headquarters of "Pear Inc."
The sterile, minimalist office of Pear Inc. was in disarray—a rare occurrence for a company that prided itself on aesthetic perfection. The CEO, Richard Hobb, stood by the massive glass window overlooking Silicon Valley, gripping his coffee mug so tightly it seemed it might shatter from sheer frustration.A massive screen displayed the horrifying truth: Nova One sales figures were skyrocketing, while Pear's latest model was collecting dust on store shelves. The marketing head, a nervous man named Todd, fumbled with his presentation clicker, flipping through slides that no longer mattered.Richard finally snapped. "Explain to me how a no-name company from India just wiped the floor with us. Is this some kind of prank? Are we being punked?"Todd, sweating bullets, stammered, "Well, technically, sir, it's not a prank. Their specs are… surprisingly good. And the price point is—uh—aggressively competitive.""Aggressively competitive?" Richard echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You mean cheap. They're giving it away!"The CFO, a woman with steel-rimmed glasses and the patience of a saint, sighed. "Sir, it's not just the price. Their phone's performance is better. The battery lasts longer. Their operating system is faster. And it doesn't freeze when you breathe near it."Silence. Then Richard hurled his coffee mug at the screen. It bounced harmlessly off, leaving an ugly brown stain that perfectly matched the situation.Seoul, South Korea - Office of "Galactic Electronics"
At Galactic Electronics, the mood was no better. The boardroom was filled with executives staring at charts that looked like ski slopes—all sales lines going downhill fast. The CEO, Min-Jun Park, slammed his fist on the table, startling a junior executive who promptly dropped his tablet."They sold how many units?!" Min-Jun barked."Fifteen million," someone mumbled.Min-Jun's face turned a shade of red usually reserved for overripe tomatoes. "That's not sales. That's population growth!"The marketing head tried to chime in, "We could, uh, launch a new ad campaign? Maybe show a phone exploding dramatically to scare people—""Are you suggesting we start setting our own phones on fire for publicity?" Min-Jun snapped, his eyes narrowing dangerously.The room fell into an awkward silence, broken only by the faint sound of someone's ringtone—a catchy Nova One jingle. The unfortunate soul scrambled to silence it, knocking over his water bottle in the process.London, United Kingdom - "TechTalk Newsroom"
Meanwhile, in London, tech journalists were having a field day. Emma Clarke, a reporter known for her brutally honest reviews, sat in front of a camera with the Nova One in hand."So, I've been using the Nova One for a week now," she said, her British accent making everything sound more dignified than intended. "And I must say—it's like holding the future. It's sleek, fast, and the battery lasts longer than my last relationship."The comment went viral within hours.Back in Kolkata - Salt Lake Office
Aritra skimmed through the international news coverage, his face impassive. Arnav burst into the room again, breathless."Dude, Pear's CEO threw a mug at a screen. It's all over Twitter!"Aritra barely reacted. "Good. That means we're doing something right."Ishita rolled her eyes. "We're out of stock everywhere. People are losing their minds. Even my cousin in London couldn't get one."Rajat entered the room, holding a financial report. "We've made almost two billion dollars in revenue. But we have a problem."Arnav groaned. "What now? Did someone sell another kidney?""No," Rajat deadpanned. "We need more phones. Like… a lot more."Aritra didn't hesitate. "Contact the factory. I want ten million more units in production. Now."Date: June 2, 2009Time: 8:00 AMLocation: Salt Lake Office, KolkataThe morning light stretched lazily across the Salt Lake office, casting long shadows on the polished marble floors. The office, once a quiet place filled with the steady hum of computers and whispered conversations, had transformed into a buzzing beehive of chaos. Phones rang off the hook, printers spat out endless sheets of sales data, and employees darted back and forth like ants in a tech anthill.Aritra sat in his corner office, sipping lukewarm tea that had long since lost its flavor. His gaze was fixed on the Legendary System's dashboard, where the numbers refused to stop climbing. Orders were pouring in from every corner of the world—Tokyo, Berlin, New York, Cairo, Rio de Janeiro. It was as if the entire planet had collectively decided that the Nova One was not just a phone but a necessity.The door burst open, and Arnav stumbled in, waving his tablet like a man possessed. "We're trending everywhere. Everywhere! Even Antarctica!"Aritra raised an eyebrow. "Penguins are ordering smartphones now?"Arnav didn't miss a beat. "No, but some researchers at a polar station managed to snag one. They posted a photo with the caption: 'Faster than our Wi-Fi.' It's gone viral."Ishita followed closely behind, her expression a mix of triumph and exhaustion. "We've officially sold out in every country. Even the demo units are gone. In Japan, people are bidding double the retail price in online auctions. In India, black market resellers are charging triple."Rajat entered, clutching a stack of reports like they were life rafts and he was drowning. "This is unsustainable. We don't have enough units. We need to ramp up production immediately."Aritra didn't hesitate. "Order another ten million units."Rajat blinked. "Just like that? Do you have any idea how much that'll cost?"Aritra's eyes remained on the screen. "I don't care. Make it happen."Ishita was already on her phone, barking orders to the factory managers. "Double shifts, no downtime. Get more staff if needed. I want the assembly lines running like they've been possessed."Arnav plopped down into a chair, running a hand through his mess of hair. "You know, I thought we'd sell well. But this? This is insane."Aritra finally looked up, his expression unreadable. "It's not insane. It's inevitable."Meanwhile, at "Pear Inc." - Cupertino, California
Richard Hobb, the CEO of Pear Inc., paced his office like a caged lion. His once-pristine office now looked like the aftermath of a particularly aggressive board game night. Papers were strewn everywhere, half-drunk cups of coffee littered the desk, and a motivational poster that read "Think Different" hung crookedly on the wall."Fifteen million units? In a month?!" Richard roared, his voice echoing through the glass walls.Todd, the ever-nervous marketing director, adjusted his tie nervously. "Technically, it's closer to sixteen million now, sir."Richard stopped pacing, his glare sharp enough to peel paint off the walls. "I don't care if it's sixteen million or sixty million! How did we miss this? They're from India! They're not supposed to—"Todd cut in, his voice trembling. "Uh, sir, they're trending globally. People love the price, the performance… and, uh, the battery life."Richard's face turned an impressive shade of crimson. "Battery life?! We've got sleek designs, state-of-the-art processors, and people care about battery life?"The CFO cleared her throat. "Sir, their phone doesn't overheat when you use it for more than ten minutes."Richard grabbed the nearest object—a stress ball—and hurled it at the wall. It bounced back and hit him squarely on the forehead.Seoul, South Korea - Galactic Electronics HQ
Min-Jun Park, the CEO of Galactic Electronics, stared at the sales report like it was a personal betrayal. The chart showed their market share plummeting like a doomed roller coaster. He slammed his fist on the table, causing the junior executives to jump."They're out of stock, and people are still talking about them," Min-Jun growled. "Our phones are in stock. Why aren't people buying them?"The room remained silent. Then, one brave soul muttered, "Because theirs work better?"Min-Jun's glare could've melted steel. "Get marketing on the line. I want a new campaign. Something flashy. Explosions. Fireworks. Maybe even a celebrity riding a tiger."His assistant hesitated. "Uh, sir, wouldn't it be better to improve the product?"Min-Jun blinked. "No. The problem isn't the phone. It's that people don't know how good it is.""Sir, people know. They just don't care."Min-Jun sighed dramatically. "Fine. Get me a tiger."London, United Kingdom - Tech Conference
At a crowded tech conference in London, industry leaders gathered to discuss the future of mobile technology. The problem? No one was talking about their products. The buzz was all about Nova One.A panel of tech experts sat awkwardly on stage, trying to steer the conversation back to their devices. But every question from the audience circled back to the same thing."Is your phone as fast as the Nova One?""Does it have the battery life of the Nova One?""Can it multitask like the Nova One?"Finally, one frustrated CEO snapped, "No! But our phone comes in three different colors!"The crowd was unimpressed.Back in Kolkata - Salt Lake Office
The office was a whirlwind of activity. Emails flooded in from distributors begging for more stock. Retailers from across the globe offered outrageous sums just to secure priority shipments. Aritra remained calm amidst the chaos, his mind already plotting the next move.Rajat approached cautiously, holding yet another financial report. "We've crossed two billion in revenue. And with the new production order, we'll hit three billion soon."Arnav grinned. "We've officially broken the market."Aritra glanced up, his expression softening slightly. "No. We've changed the rules."The office erupted into laughter, the tension finally giving way to celebration. But even as his team reveled in their success, Aritra's mind was already racing ahead. There were more mountains to climb, more battles to win.