When Vikrant and Rishi asked Yuvaan to tell them what had happened—and even promised they would help him find the girl—Yuvaan closed his eyes and began to speak.
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Flashback
When Yuvaan was 23 years old, he wanted to build his own company. His father, Rajendra Rajput, was happy when Yuvaan said he wanted to build his own empire. But Rajendra got angry when Yuvaan said, “I won’t join your company, Dad.”
Hearing this, Yuvaan’s brother, Aarav Rajput, also got angry. The whole family asked him, Why? But Yuvaan said, “Because of you people, I’ve become careless. I’m being pampered too much. I don’t have any real responsibility.”
While saying this, Yuvaan was getting angry. He was tightly clenching his fists.
“And what’s the problem if I start my own company?” Yuvaan asked.
Yuvaan’s mother, Rukmini Rajput, said, “Yuvaan, we don’t have any problem. But when we already have our own company, why should you work somewhere else? You can join our company and do whatever you want. Just don’t go work for someone else.”
Yuvaan’s sister-in-law, Ahana Aarav Rajput (Aarav’s wife), said, “Yuvaan, listen to the elders. What they’re saying is right. When we already have a multi-billionaire company, why would you say you want to work elsewhere? “Just yesterday, you said you’d join our company and help Dad and Aarav take it to the topmost level. What changed overnight?”
Yuvaan didn’t answer. He simply went to his room.
He became completely silent. He wasn’t talking to anyone. His whole family—and even his friends—were sad to see him this way.
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After two days
Yuvaan got a call from an unknown number.
He answered and asked, “Who are you?”
The person on the other end said, “Hello.”
After hearing her voice, something stirred in Yuvaan’s heart. But still, he said, “I don’t have time. Tell me who you are and why you called.”
The girl replied, “Ohh hello, calm down. Why are you shouting? Ask politely, and I’ll answer your questions.”
Yuvaan, being Yuvaan, disconnected the call. But she called again—two to three times.
Eventually, he answered again. Before he could speak, she said,
“Okay, think of me as a goddess who called you to ask for help or advice . Now, if you’re angry, please put it aside. Please, please.”
After listening to her nonstop chatter, Yuvaan unknowingly said,
“A goddess shouldn’t plead with anyone, you know that.”
She was shocked to hear this and said,
“If I said I’m a goddess, I didn’t mean I’m a real one.”
Yuvaan realized what he’d said and quickly responded,
“Why are you asking help or advice from a stranger?”
(Who knows—one day, this girl might become a goddess to him, and he might worship her...)
She answered,
“You know, sometimes when I want advice, I randomly dial numbers and talk to strangers. Or sometimes, I ask if someone’s going through something they can’t share with others. I listen and try to help. That’s it. Simple.”
Yuvaan: “Seriously? People actually believe you and tell you their problems? I think they’re fools—just like you—for trusting strangers.”
She replied,
“Hello Mr., I’m not a fool, okay? Fools are those who ask too many questions instead of helping someone.”
Yuvaan: “So, you’re indirectly calling me a fool? I’m not going to help you now.”
She said,
“Please, please don’t get angry. I’m sorry.”
Strangely, Yuvaan began forgetting all the sadness he’d been feeling. He was actually enjoying talking to her.
Yuvaan asked,
“If I help you now or give you a solution, what do I get in return?”
She answered,
“Well, I’m asking you for help now, but if you ever have a problem, you can share it with me too. I’ll help you as you’re helping me.”
Yuvaan: “Who told you I’d help you?”
She said,
“You asked, ‘What will I get if I help you?’ That means you're already ready to help me.”
Yuvaan: “Ohh… but how can I trust you with my problems? And how can you trust me enough to ask for help?”
She replied,
“Simple. I didn’t tell you my name, and you didn’t tell me yours. So, after this call, we’ll only know the chapter—not the name of the book or the title of the chapter.”
Yuvaan: “If you’re so wise, why can’t you help yourself?”
She said,
“I have knowledge. But the person I’m talking to doesn’t seem to have much. “He isn’t helping me at all, and he doesn’t even care enough to ask what my problem is.”
Yuvaan: “If you have knowledge, that’s enough for me. I think you might be the solution to my problem.”
She was surprised.
“How can I be the solution when you haven’t even shared your problem? I can’t be the solution—but I can try to help.”
Unknowingly, Yuvaan said,
“But my heart says you will be the solution.”
Just listening to her voice gave him peace.
What if she stays with me forever? he wondered.
Will I always be this happy?
She said,
“If you tell me your problem, then maybe I can help—or be the solution.”
Yuvaan forgot everything—why she called, what she wanted. Her voice made him forget the whole world.
Then he finally said,
“I want to start my own company. But my family already has one. Now my dad and brother want to make me the CEO.”
She asked, “Then what’s the problem?”
Yuvaan replied, “You won’t understand.”
She said,
Tell me—I might understand.
He started to explain,
“I want to build something of my own. I don’t want people saying, ‘Oh, he got everything because of his family.’ Even if I do nothing, people will say I got the position easily. That’s why I decided not to join the company. I want to build mine without my Papa and Bhaiya’s help.”
She said,
“What makes you think people will talk about you like that? People don’t have the right to judge without knowing anything. And maybe the people who judge you don’t even have anything of their own.
If you don’t mind, I’ll say something. You came into this world because of your parents. They raised you. Your brother probably helped you in many ways too. And now, when it’s your turn to support them, you say you won’t help—because of what other people might say?
Can’t you help your dad retire peacefully? Can’t you ease your brother’s workload and take the company to number one in India? Later, you can build your own company and make your family proud.
Don’t worry about people’s opinions. Yes, the company is your dad’s. But he likely dreamed that his sons would carry it forward.
" Just like your dad helped you study, now he can help you learn to run a business.”
She continued,
“Let me give you an example. When you got your report card at school, your parents felt proud. People said, ‘Wow, this child is hardworking!’ But no one talks about who helped that child go to school in the first place."
So yes, your dad owns the company. But you and your brother should run it as your own. Later, you can start more companies and handle them together.”
She finished her speech and disconnected the call.
Yuvaan was left speechless, thinking about everything she had said. He hadn’t even realized that—right before disconnecting—she called him by his name.
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Flashback Ends
Yuvaan looked at his friends and said,
“She told me, ‘I don’t know your name, and you don’t know mine.’ So how did she know my name at the end?”
Rishi said,
“You’ve just proven again that you’re useless.”
Yuvaan shot him a glare, but Rishi ignored it and said, “You couldn’t even ask her name? Or how she knew your name?”
Yuvaan replied,
“She disconnected the call before I could speak.”
Vikrant added,
“Then why didn’t you call her again?”
Yuvaan said,
“I did—but she didn’t answer.”
Vikrant said,
“Whoever she is, whatever she said—it was all true.”
Rishi joked,
“How did that girl calm this psychopath? And I was wondering how Yuvaan suddenly changed his mind and joined Uncle’s company. He even told Uncle to pay him for working there!”
Vikrant nodded,
“Exactly. Now tell us, Yuvaan—do you love this girl, or do you just want to know her name?”
Rishi teased,
“Of course he loves her! He ignored everyone back then, but listened to her. Now he’s restless because he still can’t find her.”
Yuvaan replied,
“What she said was the truth. None of you made me realize that.”
Vikrant said,
“So we’re the ghosts now? We asked you a hundred times, but you never listened to us.”
Rishi wiped imaginary tears and said,
“Leave it, Vikrant. He’s found his solution—the girl with all the knowledge we apparently don’t have.”
Yuvaan laughed,
“You both stop teasing and help me find her.”
Rishi smirked,
“We’ll help you find the solution to your life. But what will we get in return?” He raised his eyebrows.
Vikrant teased,
“We’ll get our bhabhi, right, Yuvaan?”
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