Braindead-Rebirth of Wisdom and Prowess

Akon Circe and Sandalwood

At full speed, the hero and heroine are involving deeply in love.

Guruprit: “Hey Ghyana and Girija, are you be able to attend the ceremony?”

Ghyana: “No, I’ll have to come back to US as there is a competition.”

Nitu: “Come on Ghyana, please adjust for one day.”

Ghyana: “Ask Girija.”

Girija: “Ok. We’ll come.”

Guruprit: “That’s great. We’ll rock it together. But Ghyana, till then you both are living in the hostel?”

Rohan: “Good question. Do you have any plan?”

“Because Girija’s program is on 4th December and today is 17th November. There is a time gap.”

Nitu: “Girija, you can come with me.”

Ghyana: “Hey, she won’t.”

Nitu: “Why? Can’t live without her?”

Ghyana: “We are going to Australia. I want to introduce Girija to my family.”

Guruprit: “Okay buddy. So, after next semester we all were having one more engagement ceremony.”

Rohan: “I hope, Mom and Dad will accept Ana.”

Nitu: “Don’t worry Rohan. They definitely will….”

“Girija, I am very happy for you.”

Girija was in surprise and was blushing while looking at Ghyana. Her shyness was signaling vulnerability and innocence in her nature.

Nitu: “Okay Girija, let’s go for shopping today. I want to buy some gifts for Niraj and his family. ”

Girija: “Hey, I also want to shop some gifts.”

Rohan: “For whom Girija?”

Girija: “Not for you…bye…”

Rohan: “Bye girls…”

Guruprit: “You haven’t proposed her yet and introducing her to the family?”

“What will you charge for saying that three magical words Ghyana?”

“Look at her, how happy she is….”

“Propose her now.”

Rohan: “Yes Ghyana, I agree with Guru.”

Ghyana: “Our relation doesn’t need any magical words Guru. It’s completely selfless and compassionate.”

Guruprit: “Considerations have limitations.”

“Anyways, when are you leaving for Australia?”

Ghyana: “On 23rd November.”

Rohan: “Till then?”

Ghyana: “Will leave in hostel.”

Rohan: “When we have to leave for Punjab, Guru?”

Guruprit: “We are leaving the day after tomorrow.”

Rohan: “Okay, let’s go for shopping guys….”

Guruprit: “We’ll go tomorrow. Ghyana are you coming?”

Ghyana: “Yes, of course. Rohan, what Girija like the most?”

Rohan: “O ho… Girija loves chocolates very much.”

Guurprit: “Really? Mostly girls love the chocolates. What must be the reason behind that?”

Rohan: “Sex.”

Guurprit: “What? Are you kidding?”

Rohan: “No, really. I read about it. The girls who likes chocolate their intimacy often leads to love.”

Guruprit: “Really? Ghyana do you agree?”

Ghyana: “Yes, I also read this.”

Guurprit: “Change the topic guys…”

Ghyana: “Why? It’s very natural and divine.”

Rohan: “True, it doesn’t diminish your feeling for love.”

Gyana: “It’s a union of two souls.”

Rohan: “The way of expressing love…”

Guruprit: “Stop… stop… Please stop dear Romeos…”

“Express your deep knowledge in front of your  Juliette.”

Rohan: “When are you introducing us with your Juliette Guru?”

Ghyana: “Guru… you didn’t tell me about it…hidden gem…”

Rohan: “She is in Punjab. Am I right Guru?”

Guruprit: “Yes.”

Ghyana: “How was your story started?”

Guruprit: “She is my neighbor in Punjab. Papaji and her father are friends. So they confirmed our relationship last year.”

Ghyana: “Still you were shying on s*x topic…? You will also enjoy that dear.”

Guruprit: “I really miss her. After my MBA I’ll immediately plan for marriage.”

Rohan: “Like Ghyana… I’ll do the same.”

Ghyana: “We’ll have a common marriage function; expenses will save.”

Rohan: “Look, who is talking about expenses; billionaire’s son.”

Guruprit: “You are really awesome Ghyana…”

Guruprit: “Yes that I am…”

Rohan: “Okeys, don’t waste time Ghyana… and prepare for quiz, let’s move now.”

 On the next day Nitu left for Delhi. On another day, Guruprit and Rohan left for India. Only the two Ghyana and Girija were stayed at the hostel. They have three days to go for Australia.

Ghyana: “So, What is the plan Girija?”

Girija: “What plan Ghyana? You’ll study and I’ll practice.”

Ghyana: “No… we both are going for a romantic date tonight.”

Girija: “What? Are you serious?”

Ghyana: “Yes dear… tell me what do you like the most?”

Girija: “Guess…”

Ghyana: “Chocolates!”

Girija: “how did you know?”

Ghyana: “That’s not important.”

Ghyana took Girija to the hotel that night. They had candle light dinner. Ghyana gifted her pink colored soft dress having stars design with a box of chocolates. Girija was very happy that night.

Girija: “Thanks Ghyana…for this wonderful eve.”

Ghyana: “Thanks for being there…”

Girija: “I am, I’ll always there….”

Ghyana: “Mom will get very happy to see you.”

Girija: “Hope so. I am too eager to meet her.”

“Ghyana, can I ask on thing?”

Ghyana: “Ask thousands dear….”

Girija: “You are so handsome, good looking man…. You would get any glamorous, winsome, appealing girl. I don’t have any of these beauty states. What do you like in me?”

Ghyana: “Your simplicity. The way you breathe…”

“You are not glamorous, but you are charming, loving, caring and clever girl.”

“You don’t waste your time on that artificial beauty treatments. You are not neutral by nature but natural by heart. You have your own identity. I loved your independent, responsible and confident side which was enough for me to impress.”

Girija: “Still, what your family members, relatives will think on our pair?”

“I belong to very simple family, and you are…”

Ghyana: “Stop this non sense Girija…”

Everyone’s definitions of love and beauty are different. I don’t care about anybody. I just blessed with which I always wished for.

Girija was about to cry…. as she was feeling overwhelmed. She didn’t say anything and hugged Ghyana….

Girija: “Ghyana, I don’t want this night to be end.”

“Please don’t leave me; I just want to be in your arms…”

Ghyana kissed Girija’s forehead and said

“Girija, your existence is my power; your absence is my loss…

“You are the inspiration; won’t leave you at any cost…”

Girija smiled. The couple had long talks till midnight. Ghyana dropped Girija at the hostel and went to his place then.

On the nest day morning, in the auditorium, Girija was humming a song…

She wore that pink dress gifted by Ghyana to her. She looked so stunning that Ghyana couldn’t recognize her for some time. She wore matching ear rings with minimal makeup having a watch on hand. She was looking elegant and adorable.

Ghyana: “Beautiful…”

Girija: “Sorry, did you say something?”

Ghyana: “Yes, you are looking beautiful…”

Girija just smiled and said…

Ghyana: “I prepared my song. Can I sing it once..?”

Ghyana: “Sure.”

Girija sung that song which she had to perform in the program. It was very well sung. Those three days they spent together in the campus were the remembering for lifelong. They got attached emotionally. Day by day their relation was blooming like a flower, and its fragrance was amazingly spread in their lives. Cohabitation always creates a bond of love and relationship. It happened with Ghyana and Girija.

The day arrived when they had to leave for Australia, at Ghyana’s hometown. That journey was also interesting. Girija was having mixed feelings as she just didn’t understand how to react. Things were going so fast….Ghyana was dam serious about her. She had never imagined that…

Girija touched the feet of elders as soon as they reached at Ghyana’s place.

Mrs. Oberoy: “Hello Girija… How was your journey?”

Girija: “It was comfortable Aunty. How are you?”

Mrs. Oberoy: “I am good dear. I was waiting to meet you.”

Girija: “I was also wanted meet you Aunty. You are great.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “No, I am not.”

Girija: “I loved the song you have written. Ghyana told me.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Thank you dear. Ghyana told me about you too…”

“You have sing for us. Will you?”

Girija: “Of course Aunty.”

Ghyana: “Hello ladies, we are also here, and Mom, you forget me after Girija came?”

Mr. Oberoy: “She forgot me too dear son…”

“Anyways, what your father does Girija?”

Girija: “He is professor in college.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Great. Which subject he teaches?”

Girija: “Mathematics.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Ok. Go, and get fresh. Will do breakfast together.”

After having a breakfast, Mrs. Oberoy took her to the Shiva’s temple at their garden area.

Girija: “Waw Aunty… This is so wondrous and angelic.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Hmm…come, let us pray together.”

“Girija, I want to talk to you dear.”

Girija: “Yes Aunty. I am listening to you.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Ghyana is my only son. And I worshiped lord Shiva for having him in our lives. He is world for us. Ghyana told me about relationship is serious and you both want to marry in the near future.”

Giirja: “Yes Aunty.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Girija, dear, please don’t misunderstand me, but Ghyana is very simple man. He doesn’t understand the outside world, that’s why I always worried about him. My only request to you is, please don’t hurt him ever, and protect him, never leave him alone. He loves you a lot and we want him to be happy, we want to see you together for life. Please take care of him dear.”

Girija: “Don’t worry Aunty… I will be like his shadow.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “Thanks Girija…you are very mature as Ghyana was saying so. Does your family know about Ghyana and your relation?”

Girija: “No Aunty, but now we both are going to Dwarka for my musical program. So will to tell them for sure.”

Mrs, Oberoy: “Okay, once your family agreed, we will have a word with them. God bless you Girija…”

At that moment Girija realized the responsibility of her and Ghyana’s relation. Now she was thinking consiosly about Ghyana. Mrs. Oberoy had handed over Ghyana’s responsibility to Girija. From that moment, Girija’s love for Ghyana turned into care.

Both, Ghyana and Girija were hanging out in Australia. They laughed, they quarreled, they convinced, they enjoyed those days. After spending some days in Australia, both, Girija and Ghyana took a flight for India, Dwarka. The flight left them at Jamnagar and then the journey continued by bus.  

Girija’s father received her and Ghyana at the bus stop. Mr. Mehta, Girija’s father took them to the home. Girija’s younger sister and mother welcomed Ghyana and offered bouquet to him by circulating a plate containing a light around him.

Ghyana: “It is so fun Girija.” 

Mrs. Mehta: “It’s not a fun dear son, It’s a Indian ritual. When we are having some guests at hour home, we perform this ritual.”

Ghyana: “I know it Aunty… I am also Indian though I was living in foreign.”

Ghyana touched her feet and demanded for blessing to lord Krishna.

Ghyana won all hearts in Dwarka. He was so nice man that wherever he goes, he used to create and collect happiness only.

On 4th December, Ghyana went to the divine temple of Krishna to attend Girija’s function with her family. Girija was already left one hour before for the rehearsals.

Ghyana was surprised when the program got started. Girija was performing on Ghyana’s mother poetry which was a prayer to God.

After the function, everyone was praising Girija for her performance. Ghyana said nothing but his eyes were said a lot. He was feeling very proud. He just sent the video to his mother and their other friends too. On the 7th of December Ghyana and Giriha had to attend Nitu’s engagement. So, Ghyana decided to take a permission and along with that he wanted to talk about his relation with Girija.

Ghyana: “Congrats Girija, wonderful performance.”

Girija: “Thanks Ghyana, you liked it?”

Ghyana: “I loved it. I sent the video to Mom.”

Girija: “What’s she is saying about it?”

Ghyana: “That will you latter, now you tell me one thing…when are you going to share our secret relation with the family?” 

Girija: “Right now… come… let’s go home.”

On that day, everyone was very happy. So, Girija took that opportunity and sat with Mr. and Mrs. Mehta.

Girija: “Papa, I want to get married.”

Mr. Mehta: “Ok, make a call.”

Girija: “To whom?”

Mr. Mehta: “To Ghyana’s father…”

Mrs. Mehta: “Let her finish first… listen to her.”

Mr. Mehta: “No need. I already caught their secret in their eyes when I saw them together on the bus stop.”

Mrs Mehta: “Think once… marriage is like a deal…”

Mr. Mehta: “Ghyana, your family known about it?”

Ghyana: “Yes uncle, they met with Girija, and they really fond of her.”

Mrs. Mehta: “Dear Ghyana, we are very normal, middle class family. I hope you are getting me.”

Girija: “Ma, I already told this to Ghyana.”

Mr. Mehta: “Ghyana, we need to talk with your family once.”

Ghyana: “Sure Uncle.”

After discussing with Ghyana’s family, Mr. and Mrs. Mehta accepted the relation. Both were too happy. Next morning, Ghyana visited the Nageshvara Jyotirlinga temple along with Girija’s family. They worshiped lord Shiva and prayed for the happiness and bright future for their daughter and son in law. Ghyana also did the sacred rituals to Lord Shiva.

Girija: “Do you believe in God?”

Ghyana: “No, I don’t. I have a faith but not trust. Everything is your fate and the deeds you do for others.”

Girija: “Why did you pray then?”

Ghyana: “I don’t want to insult anyone. I just gave a positive gesture but not demanded anything. Destiny brings you, to my door, I am happy with it. Rest will be managed.”

Girija: “Is there anything like fate?”

Ghyana: “Yes, 100%. Fate implies some inevitable and adverse situations in life.”

“Anyways, let’s go. I need to pack up my luggage.”

When Girija and Ghyana were leaving for home from the temple, the priest who was also friend of Mr. Mehta met them at the temple. The priest was asking about well and good about the family. He asked for Girija also. Mr. Mehta told him about Ghyana and Girija. Priest said that he can match the horoscope of both Ghyana and Girija. Mr. Meheta denied as he thought that Ghyana won’t like that. But Mrs. Meheta insisted to Mr. Meheta and then the priest offer them to take a seat on the bench near with.

Priest: “Ghyana, please, tell me your date and place of birth?”

Ghyana: “Sure, 14th March 95, Dwarka.”

Priest: “Can you tell me the exact time?”

Ghyana: “Yes, 6:45 AM.”

Priest was having some serious expressions on his face.

Mr. Meheta: “Is there anything disturbing?”

Priest: “Mr. Meheta, I am sorry to say this, but in the coming two years, there is no auspicious time for marriage.”

Mr. Meheta: “Okay, that’s not a problem. We are not planning for their marriage now. We’ll wait to complete their education first. Right now we are planning for their engagement.”

Priest: “No, Mr. Meheta, this is not an auspicious time for engagement also.”

“Girija, this is very crucial time for Ghyana. He may get into trouble.”

Girija: “What we need to do babaji?”

Priest: “Just pray to Krishna…and be aware from fake people.”

“Take care.”

Ghyana: “There must be some mistake. I don’t believe this.”

Priest: “No dear son, don’t doubt the God and Nature. It’s an indication, sign of danger. I can just say, please take care.”

Girija and her family got much tensed. They didn’t understand what to do then. They were in such dilemma choosing one alternative of telling that thing to Ghyana’s family or not….

Girija was remembering the talk which Ghyana’s mother had shared with her. Now, Girija has to protect Ghyana. That was the exam taking situation for all. Ghyana made Girija’s parents relax.

Ghyana: “Uncle, Aunty please relax. You don’t worry. I’ll manage. Everything will be fine.”

Mr. Meheta: “I am getting worried about your parent’s reaction Ghyana?”

Ghyana: “Don’t worry uncle. Let’s go home.”

After reaching at home, Ghyana called his father and told him everything that the priest said. Mr. Oberoy confirmed that from Mr. Meheta. Mrs. Oberoy said Ghyana to join them at Australia immediately. But Ghyana refused. He wanted to attend Nitu’s engagement. Girija was also agreeing with Ghyana’s mother. But Ghyana didn’t listen. Girija and her parents were insisted Ghyana to go back to Australia as soon as possible, but Ghyana didn’t want to go.

That night Ghyana and Girija both tried to get sleep but couldn’t. Girija was worrying about Ghyana.

Girija came out of her room and sat beside Ghyana. Ghyana was taking efforts to sleep.

Girija just passed the hands on Ghyana and stroking him with affection.

Ghyana: “Girija, please be my strength dear, not my weakness.”

Girija: “Ghyana, babaji is very knowledgeable person. He won’t say anything wrong. Let’s go to Australia.”

Ghyana: “Why don’t you understand Girija?”

“Did you think, how Nitu will feel if we didn’t attend her ring ceremony?”

Girija: “Ghyana, your life is more important than function. If anything happens to you how I’ll survive? Think about uncle and aunty.”

Ghyana: “Nothing is going to happen Girija. Trust me. And if there is something wrong, then that can happen anywhere. I have a competition next month. Should I back out?”

Girija started crying.

Ghyana: “Girija, please don’t cry my love, come…”

Ghyana took her in his arms and made her calm. That intimate night proved the deepness of Ghyana and Girija’s love. In the next day, Ghyana and Girija left for Delhi at Nitu’s place where they had to attend the function. Mr. and Mrs. Meheta blessed them both with heavy heart. They didn’t want to send Girija along with Ghyana, as had a fear for getting Girija into trouble with Ghyana. But Girija was very enough responsible to handle situation and hence they trusted her.

Guruprit and Rohan were also reached at Delhi along with Ana. When they meet with Ghyana and Girija, Guruprit asked

“What happen Girija? You are looking worried?”

Rohan: “Uncle didn’t accept your relationship Girija?”

“Should I talk to him?”

Ghyana: “No… no… you both are getting wrong friends. Everything is fine, and uncle and aunty both gave us a permission to get marry.”

Rohan: “Great, congratulation to both of you.”

Ghyana: “Thanks Rohan…’

Guruprit : “Still, Girija is not seeming happy?”

Girija : “I am happy Guru, just a jet lag, nothing else.”

Rohan: “Ya, she always has this problem after travelling. Anyways, here is a surprise for you friends, meet Ana… my girlfriend.”

Ana: “Hi Girija, congratulations.”

Girija: “Hi Ana, you are so sweet.”

Ghyana: “Yes, and more beautiful than Rohan’s description.”

Guruprit: “More intelligent too…that you chose Rohan.”

Ana: “Thanks Gurprit.”

Ghyana: “Hey, Guru, have you met with your girlfriend.”

Guruprit: “Of course dear, she lives just beside my house in Punjab.”

Ghyana: “So?”

Guruprit: “We are also getting married after MBA.”

Rohan: “Oh…it’s like a festive vacation for all of us.”

“Don’t you think Ghyana?”

Ghyana: “True…”

Girija: “Very true… Rohan, what about you and Ana? Have you discussed with Aunty?”

Rohan: “Yes, Mum will talk to Pa soon. Mum can call you Girija, please handle with care.”

Girija: “Sure. If you say, I can send my Papa to convince uncle.”

Rohan: “Will tell you.”

Nitu: “Hey, hi guys, what are you doing here? Please come inside.”

“Let’s make an introduction to my family members.”

Nitu introduced them all with her parents and cousins. Nitu’s cousins had planned for some dance performances. So they insisted the 3G to perform as there was a time for engagement. Ana immediately gave affirmation for that. Rohan was also alright with it. Girija was not in mood. But Ghyana came forward and convinced Girija to perform.

In the evening, Niraj and his family came for the ceremony. He also introduced the 3G with his family.

Mr. Khemani: “Thanks Ghyana and Girija. You have taken lot of efforts to make this relation.”

Girija: “That’s alright uncle…”

Ghyana: “Pairs are made in heaven, we were just a medium, Nitu and Niraj must be tied a knot in the heaven uncle.”

Mr. Khemani: “Well said. What’s your name?”

Niraj: “He is Ghyana…Nitu’s best friend’s best friend.”

Guruprit: “And would be husband too…”

Nitu: “Great… Congratulations Ghyana and Girija…”

Ghyan: “Thanks Nitu.”

Mr. Khemani: “Nice to meet you all, especially Ghyana.”

Girija was in doubt.

Girija: “Guru, why did Niraj’s father say so?”

Guruprit: “Said what?”

Girija: “He said that, ‘nice to meet you all, especially Ghyana’.”

Guruprit: “So, Ghyana is special person Girija, anyone can feel that.”

Girija: “Ghyana, there is something fishy. Let’s go from here.”

Ghyana: “Shut up Girija. Don’t spoil the mood now. Come, let’s enjoy.”

All had a great fun over there at the engagement party. Nitu-Niraj, Ghyana – Girija, Rohan-Ana and Guruprit all performed very well. Everyone just liked the performances, but most likes were achieved by Ghyana and Girija’s performance. They were so involved in each other that they forgot the surrounding world.

After the function, Rohan dropped Ana to her place. And the four left for US. Everyone was very happy. All had enjoyed a long vacation. Girija informed her and Ghyana’s parents about their safe journey. Everything was going smooth. Girija thought, there must be some mistake in horoscope, she was thinking too much. Now they were in safe college campus. Regular classes started, routine life started as earlier. So, Girija was feeling relaxed. Still she was sharing a companionship with  Ghyana like his shadow. That was her genuine care and true love for Ghyana. Sometimes, Ghyana used to get irritate by Girija’s restrictions and conditioned love. But then he realized the reason behind that.

One day, Ghyana decided to make a prank on Girija. Ghyana just left suddenly somewhere from the front of Girija’s eyes. Girija started searching him and was worrying…

Girija: “Guru, have you seen Ghyana?”

Gruprit: “Yes, with you dear, he was right there with you Girija before ten minutes. You should know where he is…?”

Girija: “Rohan, do you know where is Ghyan?”

Rohan: “How would I know dear? He was with you.”

Girija: “I am not getting where to find him. He just disappeared within a second form front of my eyes.”

Rohan: “Don’t worry; he must be in the campus…”

Guruprit: “Yes Girija, he is not a kid dear.”

“Why are you getting so nervous?”

Girija ran towards the auditorium. She was finding Ghyana…looking all the possible places where he may go. At the auditorium, Girija sat on the stairs and was crying…. Ghyana looked at her as was hide himself behind the long tree near the auditorium. He just came in front of Girija.

Ghyana: “Girija....”

As soon as Girija heard the voice of Ghyana, she ran towards him and started kissing him passionately.

Girija: “Where were you stupid? How can you go like this?”

Ghyana: “Listen to me...”

Girija: “No, I don’t want to. I know you were joking.”

“How could you do this kind of joke?”

“I always worried about you and you know it very well Ghyana.”

“If you wanted to go somewhere, then you could inform me or Guru or Rohan? But you didn’t do that.”

“Why?”

Ghyana: “Okay, I am Sorry. I made a mistake.”

Girija: “Yes, it was a mistake. You are my life Ghyana. I need you. I have seen lot of dreams for us. Please never leave me.”

Ghyana took Girija closer to his heart, hugged her tightly, kissed her forehead and remain silent.

Girija: “Ghyana, please say something. This silence is disturbing my mind.”

Ghyana: “I’ll never leave you Girija, rather I don’t want to lose you.”

Girija: “Please don’t make this fun again. Promise me.”

Ghyana: “Promise.”

Gurprit: “Girija… Happy now?”

Rohan: “Oho…Romance in dark?”

Ghyana: “Girja… Go to your place baby.”

Girija: “And you? Let’s go together na.”

Ghyan: “No, I have some stuff. Then will go to the room.”

Girija: “Okay.”

Guruprit: “What happen Ghyana?”

“From Delhi, I am feeling that you both are hiding something from us.”

“Is everything alright?”

Rohan: “Yes Ghyana, you can trust us.”

“If there is any problem please share.”

Ghyana: “Nothing Rohan.”

Rohan: “Then why did Girija over react?”

“Why she cares endless for you?”

“Don’t you think its exaggeration?”

Ghyana: “No Rohan, actually she is very possessive about me. That is the only reason.”

Guruprit: “I don’t believe.”

“Anyways, how’s your preparation are going on? Competition is on front.”

Ghyana: “Yes, It’s going good.”

Rohan: “Focus Ghyana. Concentrate on the competition.”

Ghyana: “Yes, I am trying hard for it.”

Guruprit: “Do you need any help for this? I can ask my elder bro if you want.”

Ghyana: “Thanks but no thanks. Let’s see ahead.”

Guruprit: “As you wish bro.”

Ghyana was very intelligent person. He daily used to read newspapers, books, and used to gather general knowledge. Everyone was shocked when the results of first semester got declared by the department. First topper with highest percentile was ‘Ghyana Shekhar Oberoy’, Girja was third, whereas Guruprit, Rohan and Nitu were scored average.

Guruprit: “Congrats Ghyana…”

“We’ll pray to God that competition’s result also may in your favor.”

Ghyana: “Hope so…, what’s the date of quiz?”

Rohan: “It’s 12th January.”

Gurprit: “How would you know Rohan?”

Rohan: “Professor has declared this on the board.”

Ghyana went towards the notice board along with Guru and Rohan. A notice with declaration of quiz date and its rules were explained over there with the names of Judges and their position in respective companies. All were the top production and supply chain management companies.  

Rohan: “It’s sounding very exciting. All are going to have fun in this.”

Guruprit: “Yes, it is interesting, all the very best Ghyana.”

Ghyana: “Thanks.”

“Ok, let’s check the names of Judges.”

On the other side of the notice, the names of judges were displayed.

1.      Jenefer De’souza- CEO( BeauCon Products)

2.      Rakesh Sanghwi- MD(Akon Circe)

3.      Brayden Winget-Co-founder(Akon Circe)

4.      Devin Braddy-Founder(Floweret Constructions)

Rohan: “All these are very powerful and great personalities in US.”

Guruprit: “Yes, and one who win this competition, his or her life become settled soon.”

“These companies are giving best opportunities to fresher since long time. All are very knowledgeable and experienced people in business world.”

Ghyana: “Let’s check its shares.”

Guruprit made his laptop on and started searching the company names and their market shares values. Ghyana visited the company websites and checked profile for each of them. Companies were working in beauty and Ayurveda medicine sector. They were planning to enter in construction also.

Guruprit: “Sea, all are on demand.”

Rohan: “No Guru, the shares are getting low rate day by day.”

Guruprit: “Up and downs are usual Rohan and number of factors are there which affects the rate.”

Ghyana: “Hmm… okay. I am leaving now.”

Rohan: “Where are you going? Lectures are lined up.”

Ghyana: “Very tired. Need to relax for some time. Please inform it to Girija. She must be waiting for me.”

Guruprit: “Will she trust our words?”

Rohan: “Shut up Guru, will inform Ghyana, you take rest. Bye.”

There were very few days left for the competition. Ghyana was completely busy in college lectures, assignments, and off course in quiz preparation. Girija was looking after to his health. Ghyana didn’t getting enough time to call his family; but Girija was in contact with them. In between, Girija just forgot about the priest’s sayings.

The quiz day came. Everyone was taking keen interest into that as Ghyana, the most popular person in the college was going to participate. There were some other participants also from Marketing and Human Resource department. But Ghyana was the expected winner.

On that day, everyone was come into the auditorium. All professors, The Principal, students, and the Gusts all were presented there. Ms. Jenefer De’souza, CEO of BeauCon Products (Beauty & Cosmetics Company) had inaugurated the function along with the Mr. Rakesh Snaghwi, Kine WInget, and Devin Braddy.

Ghyanas classmates ‘Eva’ and ‘Samual’ hosted the quiz. They were much excited and nervous too. But Ghyana was in cool mood as always. After the inaugural, Ms. Jenefer De’souza hade to deliver a speech in which she addressed the students present over there.

She said, “We all are very happy to be here. Brilliancy is common, but common sense is uncommon. We always tried to find out the uncommon brilliancy among the young generation come up with skill, knowledge, confidence and courage. We are hiring the students from your college since long back. Your college always been supportive and we are proud to have you in our organizations as an employee. We’ll keep continue of giving opportunities to new talent. I just wish all the very best to all participants.”

Eva: “Thank you Ma’m for your valuable words.”

Samual: “With the permission of our honorable Principal and the respected guest, let’s start the competition.”

Auditorium was made dark. All were requested to take their seats.

Participants got a chair and a computer system in their front. A username and password was given to them to login into the quizsoft. Quizsoft was the software developed only for that competition by IT developers. After login into the Quizsoft, the questions would arise on the screen. Projectors were also there for audiences. There were only six participants in the quiz playing individually.

Samual: “We have all the necessary arrangements right here.”

“Now, I and Eva will explain the rounds of this competition.”

“Listen carefully guys.”

Eva: “Let’s look at the screen in front of you. There will be total three rounds.”

“The name of first round is Crystallized Intelligence, in which you have to answer the general knowledge questions.”

Samual: “In short, it is a General Knowledge quiz round.”

Eva: “Correct. There will be four options on your screen for each question from which one is correct obviously and you have to select the correct one. There will be total 5 questions. 100 points for one correct answer will be credited to your wallet. No negative marking. But if any participant loose in the third and final round he or she may lose the competition.”

Samual: “Okay, it means, the third and final round is most important.”

“Eva, is there time limit for answering the questions?”

Eva: “Yes, there is a time limit of 25 minutes. 5 minutes for each question to think about.”

 Samual: “Great, tell us about second round Eva.”

Eva: “Sure, second round is Captcha Recognition. There will be pieces of graphics, which you have to joint and must identify the type and name of the graphic. What kind of graphic may come into your quiz is only the software knows.”

Samual: “Okay, it’ll system generated. This seems tough. How many points will be credited here for correct one?”

Eva: “Yes, it is tough, requires lot of knowledge.”

“There will be four graphics. If all four would joint and identified accurately then 100 points will be credited.”

Samual: “And if just joint the graphics pieces and couldn’t get identified, then?”

Eva: “Then zero points will be credited. Recognition of Captcha is must. There will be five images one have to joint and recognize.”

Samual: “Alright, what’s the next one?”

Eva: “The third and final round of the competition is Native Intelligence.”

Samual: “Native intelligence? What does mean it?”

Eva: “It means the common sense. The judges will give you any task and you have to perform it by using your common sense.”

Samual: “Great, it’s going to be fun with knowledge gain. I am really keen to witness the game.”

Eva: “Me too Samual, and I am dam sure that everyone who is present over here are really excited. So, let’s start the Quiz.”

Everyone including Ghyana was concentrated on screen. Questions started appearing on the screen.

Question 1: What is the number of states in USA?

a)      48 b)49 c)50 d)51

Answer: c) 50

Question 2: Which nation hosted virtual G20 education minister meet from Riyadh?

a)      Saudi Arab b) India c) Russia d) Israel

Answer: a) Saudi Arab

Question 3: Which of the following three countries decided to work together in 5G technology?

a)      India, Israel and Russia

b)      India, Russia and USA

c)      India, Israel, USA

d)     Israel, Russia and USA

Answer: c) India, Israel and USA.

Question 4: Which country decided to construct a monument for the Indian soldiers killed by Pakistan in the 1971?

a)      Shri Lanka b) Bangladesh c) Pakistan d) Nepal

Answer: b) Bangladesh.

Question 5: What is the speed of aircraft Rafale fighter jet of India?

a)      1000-1200 KM/H

b)      1200-2000 KM/H

c)      100-1500KM/H

d)     3200-3700 KM/H

Answer: d) 3200-3700KM/H

There was a time of 25 minutes for answering the questions. But Ghyana done it with 15 minutes, 10 minutes before the time and every answer was correct, the system checked.

In the next round, image pieces started appearing on the screen one by one.

Ghyana took the little time for it. It was very difficult. The first Cpatcha pieces he gathered and it was a map of Africa. The second one was a mountain from Nepal which is the highest mountain on the earth. The third one was the picture of stadium which was Pyongyang Stadium in North Corea. Fourth was a car named ‘Bugatti’ which is the richest car in the world and the final graphic was of a river from India that is ‘Ganga’. Ghyana revealed all the Captcha successfully. Judges and the audiences were impressed by Ghyana and his extraordinary intelligence.

It was a time of third and final round then. There were no more questions, graphics or math to solve. Winning completely depended upon the common sense and logic.

A single ball had been given to Ghyana and he had to put that ball in a fixed position on the surface. A ball is always in a round and it displaces continuously. Ghyana did it in few seconds. He pressed a part of that round shaped ball with a pressure; the shape of that ball became uneven. The pressured part of the ball became a base. Ghyana put that ball on the surface. And that ball stopped moving and was acting like any other regular object and fixed on the particular position.

All started laughing and applause. The next task was, there was a small bucket filled with water. Ghyana supposed to move that bucket without wasting a single drop of water on the floor. Ghyana demanded for rope like cord. He tied that cord to bucket’s handle and quickly started moving around him. He just put that bucket on the floor and it was full of water not wasting a single drop of water on the floor. All were surprised.

Samual: “Waw… Does it a miracle?”

Ghyana: “No, it just a science.”

Eva: “Ghyana, will you please explain the science behind this?”

Ghyana: “Sure. In case of ball, we all know that any rounded object cannot remain constant at one fixed position until and unless its base become plane.I made the base of that ball plane to make it seat on a fixed position.”

Samula: “Briliant, and what was the logic behind that bucket?”

Ghyana: “Everyone knows about the external air force in the environment. When I moved the bucket around, the external centrifugal force is applied with air pressure on water and water remained stick to the bucket.”

Kine Winget: “Great Ghyana, I am impressed.”

Rakesh Sanghwi: “Really Ghyana, you played very well. I must say, I am proud to be Indian.”

Samual: “As the result of the competition is as clear as a glass. But, formality must be completed. I request Mr. Rakesh Sanghwi (MD of Akon Circe) to announce the winner and prize.”

Mr. Rakesh Sanghwi: “Definitely, I am feeling proud to announce the winner of this competition, none other than Mr. Ghyana Shekhar Oberoy.”

“Mr. Oberoy, I am also happy to announce that we are offering you the position of Expeditor Finance Manager in our Supply Chain Management System in ‘Akon Circe’.”

Ghayan was awarded with a winning trophy and rewarded with a price worth amount 10000$.

Ghyana: “Thank You!”

After the quiz, Eva and Samual announced that the competition is over. Then, all finance class gathered around the Ghyana and wished him best. Girija was also happy.

After one week, Mr. Rakesh Sanghwi called Ghyana for a meeting. In that meeting, everything from salry to joining date was supposed to be final. The company wanted Ghyana to sign the bond of two years. Ghyana was not ready for that. Guruprit and Rohan were also disagreed with that. But, after some time, Ghyana decided to take a chance and accepted the offer.

Once, Mr. Rakesh Sanghwi came to the Principal for some reason. That time, Girija, Guruprit and Rohan met with Rakesh.

Girija: “Guru, how arrogant he is?”

Guurprit: “Hmm… He is MD of the company. So must be having some attitude.”

Girija: “He is not seemed to be a good person. Ghyana, I think you must think before signing the bond.”

Ghyana: “Don’t worry Girija.”

Rohan: “Corporate world is very different Girija. Don’t worry. Don’t be so judgmental.”

Girija: “Okay, if you all are saying so…Ghyana please be aware.”

After that competition, the period of one year was over in exams and gatherings. Next year, there was no one participated in the competition. As, there was a contract of the companies with college, college Principal offer a proposal to the companies for hiring their top students in academics on the basis of aptitude test. Companies agreed. Next year college arranged a campus placement for the students. Many of the students preferred to go for campus selection process. Number of students were got recruited by the companies. Guruprit was one of them. Rohan decided to work in India, so he didn’t join any. Mr. Oberoy(Ghyana’s father) requested Girija to join them at Australia. Nitu was wanted to start from a small scale company to grow. So, she didn’t take any placement benefit. Only the Ghyana and Guru were decided to join them. Guru and Ghyana’s companies were different.

Girija was still having that bad, inauspicious feeling in her mind and the condition was also unfavorable as she had to go to Australia to join the office and Ghyana had to live in US.

Girija packed all her luggage and was being ready to leave the campus.

Ghyana: “Ready?”

Girija: “Hmm…”

Ghyana: “What happen my love?”

“You are looking upset… ”

Girija: “I am going to miss you Ghyana… I am going to miss these college days, our fun, the madness, craziest things that we done together…this campus….auditorium… ”

Ghyana: “Yes Girija, I am also going to miss this all. But we have to move on…”

Girija: “The outside world is very different Ghyana… Please take care of yourself.”

“We cannot predict the situations that came across to us. People may deceive us.”

“I have uncle and aunty with me there. But you don’t have any. I am getting worried about you.”

Ghyana: “Well, that too sweet of you dear, but trust me, I’ll take care of myself Girija…”

Girija: “Promise?”

Ghyana: “Promise.”

Girija didn’t want to leave Ghyana, but next morning she had to catch the flight to Australia as she promised Mr. Oberoy. Till that moment everything was going smooth except an anxiety in Girija’s mind. She was dealing with some negative feel. She left the US with heavy heart and said Bye to Ghyana.

Ghyana was also felt depressed for some time, as he was habitual to Girija. Ghyana was having time of two weeks to join the company. Those two weeks were like two decades for him without Girija. Once he decided to visit Australia before joining the work and give surprise to Girija and his family members as well.

When Ghyana reached to the Australia, everyone was so happy looking at him. Girija almost started jumping. Ghyana noticed that Girija was not a part of the family but she was become the soul his family. She was doing everything that any ordinary woman does. She was looking after to Ghyana’s parents and managing the office as well.

Ghyana: “Mom, I am feeling like outsider. Now Girija is there for you all.”

Mrs. Oberoy: “How should I take this? I mean, was this a tont to me?”

Ghyana: “Definitely not Mom. But, really if Girija is here with you, I may work without worrying you.”

“Thanks Girija.”

Girija and Mrs. Oberoy hugged Ghyana. That one day and one night Ghyana spent his time with Girija and his family. That time they were completely unknown about what the life is going to plan for them. Ghyana came back to US and join the office on next morning.

Mr. Rakesh Sanghwi: “God Morning Ghyana.”

Ghyana: “Good Morning Sir.”

Mr. Rakesh: “Today is your first day of office. Come, let’s meet you with our collogues. ”

“Meet Mr. Brayden Winget, the co founder of ‘Akon Circe’.”

Brayden: “Hellow Ghyana… Congratulations and Welcome to Akon Circe.”

Ghyana: “Thanks Brayden.”

Brayden: “Your name is very different; goes with your personality.”

Ghyana: “Wrong, my personality goes with my name.”

Brayden: “Cool man…”

Mr. Rakesh Sanghwi: “Come Ghyana, rest of the staff is waiting for you.”

Rakesh made Ghyana busy in doing work and various responsibilities.

Rakesh: “So, Brayden, how is he?”

Brayden: “Over smart. We have to be aware from him Rakesh.”

Rakesh: “Don’t worry; he is a small young boy.”

“We hired him, giving him salary; he just has to do his work.”

‘Akon Circe’ was a private limited company working in import and export business of timber and sandalwood. The company was dealing with lot of countries including India. They were having number of branches in various areas working as Multinational. Timber was used in construction purpose and sandalwood was provided to the beauty product companies. The companies processed that sandalwood, used in various products with chemicals and produced a beauty product. The basic foundation of these companies was supply chain management. Ghyana just had to pass the vehicles and export the consignments to overseas and receive the exported consignments properly. Ghyana had to handle the financial status of consignments also. It was very big responsibility. Company was paying $20,000 per month for that job to Ghyana.

Ghyana: “Sir, excuse me?”

Rakesh: “Excused, come in Ghyana.”

“Have you seen your cabin?”

Ghyana: “Yes. It’s awesome.”

Rakesh: “Good. So, start working from now.”

“You have to deal with all level of employers like managers, labors and your colleagues. I hope you got enough details. Still if you have any query you can come to any of us, either me or Brayden.”

Ghyana: “Sure Sir.”

Ghyana was working with complete honesty and integrity. He studied the things about which he wasn’t aware of. His mastery was in finance still he was looking into the importing and exporting area, though it was not his field of interest and with responsibility.

Ghyana was about to complete Six months in the ‘Akon Circe’.  Once, a consignment came from India (Andhra Pradesh). A small 16-20 year old guy was arguing for payment with the junior manager Vivo. Ghyana saw that scene and asked

Ghyana: “Hey, what’s the problem?”

“Who are you? And why are you crying?”

Vivo: “Nothing serious sir. It’s his every times drama.”

Ghyana: “Please keep your mouth shut. What’s your good name dear child?”

Vivo: “Kinley is his name.”

Ghyana: “What happen Kinley?”

Kinley: “Sir, I am working for you since long back. When I started working here the company was giving enough amount of money. But now a day the salary is decreasing as I couldn’t afford the expenses in fewer amounts. Whenever I ask to meet Rakesh or Brayden to discuss the issue, these people stops me every time.”

“Please sir, help me. Please clear my payment. I want to quit.”

Ghyana: “No, don’t quit. I’ll look into it. Wait for few days.”

Kinley: “Ok. I trust you once. Thanks.”

Ghyana: “What’s the problem Vivo? Is there any confusion?”

Vivo: “You just stay away from this sir; it’s my kind request to you.”

Ghyana: “Why are you saying so? Is there any serious problem?”

Vivo: “No sir, this is not our job. The HR team manages this all. You must not give Kinley the hope.”

Ghyana: “I’ll talk to HR department.”

Vivo: “Don’t be sily. Brayden will kill you.”

Ghyana: “What? What are you saying?”

Vivo: “I mean, Brayden doesn’t like if anyone interferes in his management. If there is any problem, Brayden personaly solve that. He is very aggressive person. You are fresher, so it would be better to not get into the problematic matters.”

Ghyana: “But this is wrong. That poor guy, Kinley was in bad condition. He must be in need.”

Vivo: “Sir, don’t think about the others. Now, don’t discuss this with anyone in the office. I’ll manage. Okay?”

Ghyana: “Okay”

Ghyana tried to forget that incident. But still he was having some feeling that there must be some fishy as Girija said. Ghyana continued his work. The day another consignment were importing and exporting. Ghyana passed the vehicles just by signing the document containing the day, date and place.

Once, while internal audit process, Ghyana was going through some financial receipts and files, he checked the documents carefully and he came to know that there was something messes in the process of supply chain. He didn’t get the vehicle numbers on the paper. The details on inward and outward documents were not matching. He searched the company names from where the sandalwood was importing and exporting too. There were no such companies found on Google.

Ghyana decided to ask Rakesh. But instead of Rakesh, Vivo was in doubt about Ghyana. Vivo captured the tension on Ghyana’s face and asked him about.

That moment Ghyana was confused. He didn’t understand anything. If he shared something he might be get into trouble and if he didn’t share anything, then he might be deceiving himself for doing something illegal.

Vivo: “Sir, you can trust me. I won’t cheat you. Please tell me. What happen to you? You are behaving strange from last some days.”

Ghyana: “Vivo, while doing internal audit, I came across some messes in the chain. Numbers of documents are fake. Company websites are not exists. How is it possible? I mean, the consignments are ready to shift and receive. Where these all stuff is going? And from where sandalwood is coming in our country?”

Vivo: “As I said earlier, please don’t get into that. That is none of our business sir. Company is paying us and we are earning. That’s it.”

Ghyana: “How can you say this Vivo? We are being used purposely in wrong deed.”

“If anything happens in the future, our lives would get destroy. We have our families. It not only concern with the payment or salary, but with our wisdom and image. We may get trapped someday.”

Vivo: “How? I am working here from last 4 years.”

Ghyana: “It means you were already knew it?”

Vivo: “No, I never went into details. I just know that this is the work culture, working environment. If I am getting my salary on time, then why should I get bother?”

Ghyana: “That salary, the money is coming on your way is wrong, inauspicious. This could be unlucky for you, for me, for anyone associated with this company. Are you getting me? ”

Vivo: “So, what do you want?”

Ghyana: “Let’s find out it’s source and stop this nonsense.”

“You can help me.”

Vivo: “You want to die? I don’t want to.”

“If you are not alright, then leave the job, break the bond and just go to your hometown. Don’t ask me for help. You are billionaire, I am not. Sorry. ”

Ghyana was very upset that day. He called Girija. Girija instantly identified Ghyana’s low voice.

Girija: “Ghyana are you fine? Should I come to you?”

Ghyana: “I am fine. No, you stay with Mom and Dad.”

“Girija, do you have any idea about illegal trade of sandalwood in India?”

Girija: “Not much. But I only know is that, sandalwood is high demand product. To grow sandalwood is not easy. One has to take permission from forest department, there is a 7/12 law in India for it. And if any person grows and wants to cut it down for selling then he has to inform to the forest department before cutting the tree. At some places, sandalwood gets theft in one night.”

Ghyana: “Do you know where the Sandalwood farms in India are?”

Girija: “Many states are there in India, specifically Gujrat, Maharashtra and Andhra Pradesh.”

Ghyana: “Andhra Pradesh?”

Girija: “Yes, in Andhra, there are lots of farms which are growing sandalwood crops illegally. But, why are you asking about this?”

Ghyana: “Just for the sake of curiosity.”

Girija: “Are you sure?”

Ghyana: “Yes…Okay how Mom and Dad are?”

Girija: “They are fine, were remembering you, as you haven’t called them from last one week. Please talk once to them.”

Ghyana: “Yes, will call them tomorrow. Have to go. Bye.”

Girija: “Okay. Take care. Bye”

Ghyana instantly run towards the file room and was started searching some old outward and inward documents. While searching, he found some papers having address of some companies; and most shocking thing he got was a thumb impression on those papers. Ghyana studied those all papers, and he observed one thing that the consignment of sandalwood importing from and exporting to India, the people out there were not enough literate. Instead of signature, there were thumb impressions on the contract papers. The weight of the wood and its calculation was also doubtful. According to the weight of the wood and its type, the prize was very less. There was a huge difference in buying and selling price of the wood.

Ghyana was having the financial statements only. But he was not sure about the information of sandalwood including its weight, the types and its accurate price he was having. That point Ghyana took a decision to collect information of Sandalwood and its related queries. He started finding some people related with forest and farming. He called Guruprit.

Ghyana: “Guruprit, your father is farmer in Punjab? Am I correct?”

Guruprit: “Yes. You want to be a farmer?”

Ghyana: “Shut up, I want some information regarding Sandalwood.”

Guruprit: “Okay, I share his number with you. You can contact him.”

“Ghyana, your father must also be known about Sandalwood or timber; as he is also working in construction business. Have you asked him?”

Ghyana: “No yar, I didn’t think about him? How could I forget him?”

Guruprit: “Hmm…Ask him first. By the way, have you left the job? Broke the bond?”

Ghyana: “No. Why?”

Guruprit: “Nothing, just asked.”

Ghyana: “My company works with import and export of Sandalwood. So, I want to RND for this.”

Guruprit: “Okay, why are you explaining to me? I don’t mind.”

Ghyana: “Guru, It’s not a joke. I am serious.”

Guruprit: “Okay Ghyana. If you need any help please let me know. Alright? I have a meeting now. Bye.”

Ghyana: “Sure,Bye.”

Ghyana called Mr. Oberoy.

Ghyana: “Hello Dad… I need your help.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Yes Dear son, please tell me.”

Ghyana: “Dad, do you know about Sandalwood and its trade?”

Mr. Oberoy: “Well, not in details, but yes I have some, share with you.”

Ghyana: “Please tell me.”

Mr. Oberoy: “Sandalwood is a class of woods which are heavy, yellow and aromatic. They remain fragrance for decades. It is often cited in one of the most expensive woods in the world. India was the biggest producer but Australia has been overtaken India. It is basically used to produce beauty products such as face packs, oil extraction, perfumes and many more. It is very sacred in Hindu Ayurveda also. People called it as ‘Chandan’ in Sanskrit language. The wood is used for worshiping the lord Shiva and goddess Lakshmi. Sandalwood powder is integral to rituals and ceremonies to make religious utensils.”

Ghyana: “How one can identify the purity and accuracy of the wood?”

Mr. Oberoy: “I don’t have any idea about that Ghyana.”

Ghyana: “Okay Dad. Are there any types of Sandalwood?”

Mr. Oberoy: “Yes, there are, but I know only one that is Red Sandalwood can called it as Rakt Chandan.”

Ghyana called to Guruprit’s father Mr. Chadhha in Punjab.

Ghyana: “Hello Uncle, This is Ghyana speaking, Guru’s friend from US.”

Mr. Chadhha: “Yes dear son, Guru informed me. You need some information regarding Sandalwood. Right?”

Ghyana: “Yes uncle. Uncle Do you have any idea about the types of Sandalwood?”

Mr. Chadhha: “Ghyana there are categories belonging to same family. But basically two types of Sandalwood are there. One is hard wood and the other is soft wood.”

Ghyana: “Okay. What’s the difference?”

Mr. Chadhha: “Hard wood is heavy and expensive. And Soft wood is lighter than hard one.”

Ghyana: “What is Red wood?”

Mr. Chadhha: “Red wood is a tree belonging to same family of wood having red stem in color. It doesn’t have any attractive fragrance. It is mostly used in Ayurveda to cure eye diseases.”

Ghyana: “And how much it cost?”

Mr. Chadhha: “Around 500 Rupees. per kilo.”

Ghyana: “Uncle, is there any illegal trade of Sandalwood in India? And if it is there, what’s the area? ”

Mr. Chadhha: “Yes, there is an illegal trade of Sandalwood here. Actually, it’s a racket. No one can catch the dealers, suppliers, thieves in this trade till date. But yes, on very high, it is illegal trade after having number of forest government laws and it is in some other countries also. I guess Australia is one of the locations.”

Ghyana: “Yes uncle. Which are the states and places running this trade in India?”

Mr. Chadhha: “In Andhra Pradesh, Gujrat and many states are there. But Andhra Pradesh is on top. They have illegal farms of Sandalwood.”

Ghyana: “Uncle, I have studied that if anyone planted a Sandalwood tree in their farm they have to inform to the forest department and while cutting and selling too.”

Mr. Chadhha: “Yes. You are right. But some greedy people don’t do that. They just plant a tree, grow it, cut it and sell it. That’s why it is illegal.”

Ghyana: “How much time it takes to grow a Sandalwood tree?”

Mr. Chadhha: “It takes a long time dear, 10-15 years.”

Ghyana: “It’s a long process to grow, to cut and to sell.”

Mr. Chadhha: “Yes. It needs very patience and hard work. ”

Ghyana: “Hmm… Uncle Do you know any specific Sandalwood farming region in Andhra Pradesh?”

Mr. Chadhha: “According to my knowledge, ‘Amrava’ is the biggest Sandalwood farming area in Andhra. The people are having number of trees in their farmhouses. It is like a forest. No one can easily found the Sandalwood plant or tree as it is illegal. The owner of the farm, his farmers, labors, the dealing, exporting is a complete business like structure they follow.”

Ghyana: “How they smuggle it?”

Mr. Chaddha: “They load the timber, the wood into the truck, send those trucks via road to the port region  via the Arabian Sea and a Bay of Bengal and then send it to overseas via waterway.”

Ghyana: “How they earn profit? I mean if they doing this illegally, then there must be large margin for profit?”

Mr. Chaddha: “Yes, there is. Actually, as I mentioned earlier the two categories of Sandalwood that is hard wood and soft wood; the vendor involved, sells the soft wood in the prize of hard wood. If the hard wood is 3000-4000Rs per kilo and soft wood is 1000-1200Rs per kilo, then hard wood may sell in two times higher price than its original prize, may around 6000-8000Rs per kilo or more than that or instead of genuine product, they sell the soft wood in the price of hard wood. The sellers may charge high value for genuine product or gives the fake, non-genuine product in less value.”

Ghyana: “Hmm….Does they deceive the companies or customers by providing different wood type belonging to same family in higher price?”

Mr. Chaddha: “I didn’t get you. What you exactly want to know?”

Ghyana: “If the customer demanded for hard wood and vendor provides them a Red wood in high price then?”

Mr. Chaddha: “No dear son. These people do illegal work honestly. They never deceive their customer, as that may affect to their reputation in the market and business too.”

Ghyana: “Is there any security control activated to stop this smuggling?”

Mr. Chaddha: “I don’t know about that, but yes, the forest department looks into some cases. Most important thing is, we cannot have any security control on the transmission of legal or illegal goods via water way. Yes, the Indian cops do best, but the racket is too vast and uncatchable all over the world, that’s why it’s becoming difficult to vanish the trade from the root.”

Ghyana: “The security on sea is a global problem. But cops can stop the consignment trucks. Why they didn’t do that?”

Mr. Chaddha: “Cops control that, but sometimes some corrupted cops allow them to supply. Sometimes cops keep the eye on these businesses, but the vendors are too smart; they use the vehicles which are stolen or having duplicated number plates or sometimes, the vehicles do not have any number plate. Every time the suppliers, the vendors change their plans. They just have to take efforts till the consignment reaches to the port, by hook or crook they make it possible. Once it reaches at the port, the shipment gets start.”

Ghyana: “Uncle, there must be some crime may happen.”

Mr. Chaddha: “Any wrong deed leads to or runs with the crime. In this trade, number of crimes happen every another day. Sometimes, labors, drivers, assistant vendors, customers have to lose their lives.”

Ghyana: “What?”; “But why?”

Mr. Chaddha: “There can be any reason like arguments for money, the truck drivers, labors demands for more, or sometimes customer does bargaining or don’t gives the payment on time.”

Gyana: “Uncle, is there any fix time when the vendors make their prices low?”

Mr. Chaddha: “Yes, sometimes, some consignments get catch by the cops. At that time the vendors take a break for few months and due to the fear of getting caught again , they just sell their product in low price. These vendors cannot save or store the woods as it needs the proper precautions and storing procedures and facilities which they don’t have.”

Ghyana: “Does that affect to the supply chain?”

Mr. Chaddha: “Obviously. Don’t you think?”

“Listen, if the vendor is earning less amount of profit from his customers, how can he pay to his labors, drivers, agents? The vendors are very smart. They appoint very poor, needy, illiterate person, young children, and aged oldies on work. They just use them for their benefit. If anyone came across on their way to oppose or to cross at any time, they never think once to kill; it’s the easiest job for them.”

Ghyana: “The families of employers working for the vendor do not take a foot to find them if it happens?”

Mr. Chaddha: “You are so simple Ghyana. Who cares attitude is there. Families just wait for long, but they didn’t get any information about their man whether he or she is alive or not.”

Ghyana: “It’s horrible.”

Mr. Chaddha: “Yes. It is.”

Ghyana: “Okay, thanks uncle.”

Mr. Chaddha: “It’s my pleasure. Convey my greetings to your family. Take care.”

Ghyana: “Sure uncle. Bye.”

Mr. Chaddha: “Bye.”