Shravan returned home late in the evening....feeling very tired he thought over the events of the day... What started as beautiful morning with full of cheers ended up with problems to be faced the next day..Virens frantic phone call was the starting point... rushing back to the office from Shravan saw that Viren was arguing with the police, gesturing the courier guys over some consignments,speaking over the cell..All the same time... as soon as he saw Shravan he just dropped everthing and took himaside and vented his grouse..
Look Shravan this consigment of expensive focus and neon lights is broken, the police are threatening to file a case on us for not getting a prior permission to organise that show for vintage car rally, there is the dicrepancy in the check ammt Batia&co gave us and the bank realising it...
" mujhe bahut tension ho raha hai .. thum hi ise sab sambal lo.. After all Iam only good in numbers and figures.. thats why I look after the finance aspect of this Co. Bunty is good at executing the projects and handling our Manpower.. But you.. You are the guiness in marketing, organising executing the whole show.You are the fulcrum around which we rally.. Let me settle the Batia&co case.. you handle the police and the courier".. Hearing viren say all this Shravan said "arre yaar tension mat le ..sab teek ho gayega.. mein hoon na"
the rest of the Day went in correcting these problems and by the time mornin gave way to eve Shravan was tired to the core..
Thinkin abt all this now Shravan wondered whether he had made the rt decision to branch away from family business, but still the challenges this fledging LIGHTS,CAMREA,ACTION posed always invigourated him.. Rt now he needed to eat as he had missed his lunch.. tommorow he will see the higher police authorities and sort out his probs..
Wondering abt the who might be the Miss. Shrama, on whom the Dean had lavished so much praise, Shravan reminded himself to check with Bunty how it went at the school..
With a skip in his strides, feeling refresehed after a change Shravan jumped down the stairs 2 at atime.. he joined all others at the dinner table..
Nidhi was feeding her 6 month old son Apurva on ahigh chair,Savrav was trying to hold him from reaching over his plate.. Neetha and rajat seated on the opp side were discussing something abt their business trip..madhura was guiding the bawarchi to place food on the table...with dadhi and Pratap on the opp side at the head of the table, shravan joinedin their midst..
" kaisa laga aaj ka din. barqudhar" asked Pratap.. "teek hai papa, thoda problems hai par mein sambhal lunga" Madhura was happy to hear this confident reply.. har ma keliye apna baccha,shaayad kaisa bhi ho bahut pyara aur pasnad hai..she dosent see the follies or shortcomings in her children. she accepts them and lives with it.
Pratap.." shravan agar thum mera saath hotha tho yeisa kabhi nahin hotha.. mein aur thumhara dhono bhai hamesha thumhe guide karthen hein..Par thumne alag rasta chunna.. aur is baat par mujhe kush hai..phir bhi mein ...."
"Arre thum kyon use hamesha eisa thang karthen ho"interjected Dhadi " woh zindhagi ki har mushkilon aur challenges ko kaisa face karna hai,woh karenge..seekenge aur use kaamiyaab bhi honge.. mujhe pura viswas hai Shravan par haan"
Every father sees his childhood in his son..he wants to mirror his suceess with his son's. he wants him to grow up and follow his way.. Its how a father is proud of his Son.. Pratap was happy that shravan had chosen a diff line, facing all the challenges, stumbling and balancing his foot in this venture.. He was a litte bit Pround that His son had succeded thus far.. but still like all fathers he didnt want Shravan to grow out of his shadow, he wanted be his mentor and guide... a conflicting emotion every father has when his child moves away to chart its own destiny..