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CEO'S LOVE -(EPISODE-2)

 The story began at the place we all return to—home. The next day, after the discussion with Shrisha about the interview, the manager called Shakthi early in the morning to confirm her agreement. The call came at 5:00 a.m., breaking the quiet of the dawn. Shakthi listened carefully. “When is the interview, and where will it take place?” he asked. “You have the interview tomorrow morning at 10:50 a.m., sir,” the manager replied. “It will be held in your home garden.” There was a brief pause. “Yeah, sure,” Shakthi said calmly. At 5:06 a.m., Shakthi woke up. After brushing, he stood in front of the mirror for a long moment. Then, after nearly three years, he shaved his dark beard. It wasn’t for the interview alone—it felt like closing an old chapter. When his mother saw him clean-shaven, she smiled softly. “Shakthi, you look so young, my son,” she said. He smiled back. Without any rush or pride, he chose a light blue shirt and black pants. Simple. Comfortable. Just the way he liked it...

CEO's Love

 Every story has its own reason to continue. This is the story of how a billionaire and the first CEO of India faced challenges in his life and how hope shaped his journey. One fine day, a famous news channel had an appointment with Shakthi Manoharan, the first CEO, for an interview. He listened to the channel’s request and accepted it with a smile—but on one condition. He wanted the interview to be conducted by Shrisha Shanmugam. The channel agreed to his condition. Shrisha Shanmugam was one of the best journalists in the media industry, known for interviewing people who valued nature and humanity. However, when the manager informed her about the interview, she simply refused. She said, “Boss, I value people who respect nature. I’m not interested in having a conversation with Shakthi Manoharan.” Story will continue

The Hero's Story (Episode-4)

If you don't read previous episode means click the link below and watch Click the link The story continues... Something happened in the hospital, and fortunately, he got his life back. After 10 years, Ashwanth was living in France as a painter. He had become famous, with his paintings selling for prices ranging from ₹15 lakhs to ₹15 crores in Indian rupees. One day, a young lady came to his art room, where he kept all his paintings. Stunned by his art, she observed him closely. Suddenly, Ashwanth turned towards her and asked, "What do you want, madam?" She replied, "You... I mean, your paintings." Ashwanth said, "Sorry, madam, these are my personal favorites, but you can buy my paintings at the upcoming art showcase event in our city." She simply shook her head and left the place with a smile, her mind clouded with thoughts of Ashwanth. That evening, Ashwanth went to his favorite cafĂ©. Coincidentally, she (Tara) also came there. Ashwanth ordered his co...

The Hero's story Episode-3 (Friendship week)

If you don't read previous episode means you can click below and read and came here: Episode-2 The Story Continues... Lilly got her favorite Bio/Maths group in school, but she felt sad because her friend Ashwanth couldn’t get into the class. After school, she went straight to his house. But Ashwanth was already drowning in sadness. Failing the exam, people’s criticism—it was all too much for him. He couldn’t handle it. He decided to take sleeping pills. But he left his door open, thinking, If I vomit, I can just say it was food poisoning. Just then, Lilly came in. She started talking positive words, trying to cheer him up. But Ashwanth just looked at her with tired eyes. "Lilly, I think our friendship is going to end," he said weakly. She frowned. "Why are you saying this?" He forced a sad smile. "Because you got good marks and a good department. But me? I’m just a 10th-fail fool. Why would you stay friends with me?" Lilly’s face burned with anger. She...

The Hero's story Episode-2(New friendship new innings)

If you don't read the previous episode click and read and came here: episode 1 On October 24, Ashwanth entered the class, hoping someone would wish him for his birthday. But just like every other day, no one cared. He felt ignored.   That same day, a new girl joined the school. Her name was Lilly, a short girl from Chennai. She joined his class in the next section. Luckily, they both traveled on the same school bus.   Ashwanth, feeling disappointed, went to sit in his usual seat. But when he got there, he found a bag already placed. Annoyed, he asked, "Why did you put your bag here? This is my place."   Lilly smiled and said, "I like this seat the most, so I chose it."   Ashwanth, still upset, sat there. Lilly noticed his sad face and asked, "Why do you look so sad?"   With a deep sigh, he replied, "Today is my birthday, but no one in class wished me."   Lilly immediately said, "Oh! Happy birthday, my friend!"   Ashwa...

A Hero's Story Episode-1

Every story in this world may have a happy or sad ending, but this story doesn’t come to an end. Unlike all stories, this one begins in school days—a poor boy in education from the countryside. His kindergarten was in a small nursery school near his region. He had a group of friends there, but unfortunately, he can't remember all of them. However, there was one guy he never forgot—Kowsik (name changed). That boy was the hero’s first best friend. But fate had other plans. They got separated when schools changed, and the hero moved on. He joined a well-known school in his region, but things didn’t go well. Making friends? Almost impossible. Most students mocked him, threw comments at him, and made fun of everything he did. It made him feel like he didn’t belong. He told his dad about it, but his dad simply said, "In the beginning, it will be like this." The boy was an extrovert by nature, but the rough start shook him. His dad tried to calm him down, even informed the teach...

My Journey of Following Others' Choices

Hi everyone! After a long gap, I’m writing to share a story. Let’s see if you can relate to it. During my childhood, I used to spend most of my time doing things that excited my soul—like riding bicycles, playing cricket with my friends, and enjoying kabaddi and badminton with my family. Those were purely awesome days before the "public examination fever" took over my heart. When I was in 4th grade, my school introduced a class called the "Extra-Curricular Activity Period," where we could enhance our skills. The best part? We could choose the class ourselves! Honestly, if this system had been introduced for academic subjects, most of us would have skipped mathematics, right? Unfortunately, there was no such scheme for academic subjects! One day, my class teacher gave us a form and said, “Students, you are requested to fill out this form, submit it to me by tomorrow, and pay the fees in advance.” I gave the form to my father, who, after discussing with relatives, dec...