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Post-monsoon has begun... where the atmosphere is pleasant, sun-cool during the day and cold winds blow at night. This type of season is everyone's favourite... Where you don't have to be sweaty and your tiredness is also less...

Delhi is one of the many cities in India where people enjoy this type of weather..

In the same Delhi, lives a wealthy family who are becoming successful in their business day by day...This is a family business.. which was started by Ujesh Thakur in his youth .. but due to some heart problem the doctor recommended him to take rest now ..

Now that business is handled by his elder son Hriday Thakur.. Who increased the height of this business.. Where earlier this business was only connected to big branches.. Now looking at the new generation, he has also started artificial intelligence....

Well, there are many things AI can do, but there is few thing which he himself appreciates...

Through which illiterate, old, disabled people: AI can teach and explain many things like.. Studying, cooking, machines and functions etc to them in their own tongue... So that those people do not consider themselves less than others..That business is known as Thakur's Son...

There would be no one in India who does not know about him. Every newspaper and news channel talks about him... And why not.. he is one of the most eligible bachelors of India.. girls are ready to sacrifice their lives for him..

But despite that, he doesn't pay attention to any girl anymore.. Because 2 years ago he had tasted betrayal in love...as a result of which now every girl seems like a gold-digger to him.. who will come to him only for his money and name....

A man was smoking in a tall building and watching the world day go by through the window... The person was wearing a dark grey suit, sky blue shirt and brown tie.. a light beard was on his face.. and his jaw was clenching while inhaling and exhaling cigarette smoke... He was none other than Hriday Thakur..

He was in deep thought. In front of the world he was just a successful businessman. But secretly his work was connected to the underworld... He was part of an Italian mafia group cammora. Even in the mafia he was known only by his name HD Cammora. He used to wear a mask all the time in illegal meetings due to which no one knew his identity except the godfather of Cammora group Zodaan Assaf and his son Zaid...

He came out of his thoughts when someone knocked on his office door..

"come in..." he said in a deep authority tone.

"Sir.. you have to attend the evening meeting" His assistant comes inside after opening the door... who assist him in both his legal and illegal work... 'Arish Syed. 25'

"Anything else? " He sits down in his seat..

Arish closed the door and came forward and said, "Sir, I have brought the information you asked me to bring out. Please tell me when I have to give it to you."

"Not now.. for now make arrangements for me to go to Italy tomorrow.. I have to go there to meet someone" he order..

He said ok and went away.. Hriday leaned comfortably on his chair and started rubbing his nose bridge.. He had no shortage of work; he already had so much on his plate to deal with, and now a new problem was about to arise...

"Hriday..! " A yelled made him open his eyes suddenly.. and there stood his bestfriend who was also his business partner: 'Shreyas Arya..26' It seems as if these two are made for each other, match made in hell.. They are literally same, both are grumpy.. Talk in most arrogant manner, Never listened to anyone.. Rude and cold words are made for them.. But despite all this.. They love their family a lot.. But do not show it..

"I haven't put this door up to show off.. you can knock on it too" Hriday said annoyingly..

"If I also start knocking like others, then what is the difference between them and me" He said unconcerned..

"You.. Fucking Grow up, why are you bothering me? Tell me the work you have come for."

"Oh, I forgot that.. You have to come with me to the hospital now.. Uncle has been hospitalized" After hearing this, without wasting any time both of them left for the hospital...

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Both of them reached the city hospital.. as soon as they arrived, everyone recognized them..they started going to the VIP floor without paying any attention to anyone...

As soon as the lift opened, Hriday Thakur's chachu (uncle) was standing in front of them.. 'Agastya Thakur..47' one of the most successful lawyer of India.. He doesn't care about the money and their family business.. He is happy with the position he is in..

"Thank God, you guys came.. I was about to call you guys.." Saying this his uncle started taking them towards the ward...

When he reached near the ward, his mother saw him and hugged him and started crying.. "It's okay mom.. everything will be fine, don't cry" Hriday consoling her.. his face was unreadable. No one knew what was going on in his mind...

"Beta.. I was very scared.. he hasn't regained consciousness yet" his mother 'Disha Thakur.. 48' like every mother, she too love her son a lot.. She has taken care of her entire house, from her husband to her children.. His mother is an etpitome of humanity and believes a lot in her God..

"Aunty, don't worry… I have asked the doctor… he will regain consciousness in some time" Shreyas also consoling her… Since he is a bestfriend of Hriday Thakur, everyone at home considers him as their family member, that is why he also stays with them at their house…

"Doctor has been saying this for so long.. but why hasn't there been a positive response yet.." his aunt 'Bhumi Thakur..43' she is completely opposite to disha thakur; who think about everyone well being.. Whereas she only think her own well being.. She is the smartest among the women of the house, she know very well how to get her point across to anyone..

Hridaya Thakur looked at his aunt with annoyance... who had covered her mouth with a her saare pallu because of the smell of the hospital.. "If you don't have patience then you can go home.. no one forced you to stay here.."

"No, I did not mean that.. I am just saying that when we inquired with the doctor, he has been telling us the same thing for a long time.. isn't it Bhabhi ji?" She was terrified seeing the changing demeanor of Hriday..

"Bhumi, you please calm down" Agastya signals his wife to keep quiet...

After some time the doctor informed them that Ujesh Thakur had regained consciousness... Everyone quickly entered the ward and saw that he was surrounded by various pipes, oxygen masks and drips attached to his wrist..

Seeing all this, Disha could no longer control herself and started crying..... Seeing everyone, Ujesh signals them to come towards him...

At that very moment, the doctor and a nurse enter. The attention of all the family members again turns towards the doctor...

"Dr. Why is he in such a condition? Is he alright?" Disha's tears were not stopping from her eyes...

"He will be fine soon.. Would you guys come to my cabin, I want to talk to you about something" The doctor gave an assuring smile and went away..

"Sir and Mam, you all please give us some privacy... I have to check him up." Everyone went out from there... and started walking towards the doctor's cabin...

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Everyone was sitting in the doctor's cabin.. and the doctor was checking the report of Ujesh Thakur once again.. The doctor took a deep sigh and said "I don't want to beat around the bush..His health is critical.. His heart can no longer bear even the slightest stress or shock.. His heart beat is also slower than before.." Hearing this, everyone started looking at each other...

Where everyone was worried and in disbelief, Hriday Thakur was standing emotionless... "So doctor... is there no cure for this?" Hriday asked unequivocally...

"We can do the operation.. but I am not sure if it will be of any use to him.. it is possible that his condition may worsen.. so it is better that we do not take such a risk" The doctor said certainly..

Dr. further added.. "He will have to stay here for a few days.. After that you can fill out his discharge form and take him with you.. After that he will have to come for routine checkup every month.. And do not give him spicy and too much oily food.. His heart will not be able to digest that."

After gathering more information, they went to Ujesh ward who was asleep due to the dose of medicines.

"Bade Papa.!" Everyone heard that voice and turned towards the door where the twins of the house were standing...

'Advik Thakur.. 23' son of agastya and bhumi thakur, he too has no interest in family business like his father.. He wants to do something of his own..

'Adira Thakur.. 23' she is the twin sister of advik, she is different from everyone else in the family.. Her thinking her lifestyles are all different. But one thing that keeps her connected to the house is her mother.. She follow her mother's footsteps..

In all this hurry it was already evening... According to the hospital rules only one person can stay with the patient, so Disha stayed there and the rest all went home.. Hriday Thakur was standing in the hospital parking..

He called Arish and said "Cancel tomorrow's plan to go to Italy... and inform Shivansh that I will come after a few days" He disconnected the call without listening to the reply from him..

He sighed and thought, 'I know where this will go now'