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Afternoon at the Cachar Club, Silchar
That afternoon, Aryan rode with his friends Kajol and Akash on Akash's scooter to the prestigious Cachar Club in Silchar. There, they met Abhi and his group. The friends entered the club, ordered some expensive dishes, and settled down for some light-hearted banter.
Biraj: Abhi, you mentioned you had some exciting news. So, what's the good news?
Abhi: Since Aryan is planning to buy a new car and bike, I thought we could attend the International Car & Bike Exhibition happening at Ramnagar. Today is the final and the most important day of the event, with all the main attractions on display.
Mandeep: Wow, that sounds like a great plan. I've heard that several high-end SUVs, sports cars, sedans, and superbikes will be showcased there.
Kajol: I also heard the main highlight of the show is the BMW 7 Series.
Biraj: Really? Then when are we going?
Abhi: If Aryan is serious about buying a luxury car, we can head there after lunch.
Aryan: (in a serious tone) No, I don't intend to buy a luxury car. I just want a basic, reliable vehicle for daily use.
Priyanka: Aryan, even if you're looking for a basic model, you can still explore options at the exhibition. Come on, at least join us for the experience.
After some gentle coaxing from his friends, Aryan finally agreed to go.
Aryan: Alright then, let's go.
Shortly after, their food arrived. They began eating and continued chatting.
Pushpita: Aryan, you once said you were interested in buying the Cachar Club itself. What's the update on that?
Aryan: (calm but firm) Yes, I've already made the decision. I've scheduled a meeting tomorrow evening in Ahmedabad with Saurabh Srivastava and Pratishtha Srivastava—the former MDs of the Siyara Group and current owners of Cachar Club.
Abhi: Wait, you're actually flying to Ahmedabad tomorrow?
Swaroop: By plane?
Aryan: Yes.
Swaroop: Impressive.
Kajol: Aryan, that's all fine. But you still haven't told us where you've been for the past two months.
Akash: Exactly. Even when we asked Rohit Das and your mom, all they said was that you were learning martial arts.
Aryan: That's true. I've been under the tutelage of a great master who taught me martial arts, ancient medicines, tactical techniques, geology, and many other disciplines.
Swaroop: (excitedly) That's amazing news.
Biraj: Are you joking? You learned all of that in just two months?
Aryan: I did. And that's also one of the reasons I'm buying this club—I need a large, private space to continue my training.
Abhi: Okay then, if you say so, we believe you. But for now, let's finish lunch and head to the exhibition.
Everyone: (cheerfully) Alright, let's go!
After finishing their lunch, they paid the bill and set out for the exhibition. A 5 km journey later, riding their two-wheelers, they reached the venue. But just as they were about to enter, they were stopped by security guards.
Guard: (sternly) Show me your passes. Without one, you'll have to leave.
Abhi: What passes? This event was supposed to be free.
Guard: It was free. But since today is the grand finale, the organizers decided to implement a pass system. We've been strictly instructed not to let anyone in without a valid pass.
Kajol: Alright. Then where can we get the passes?
Guard: They're all sold out. And even if they weren't, you probably couldn't afford them.
This time, the guard smirked arrogantly.
Kajol: Don't worry, uncle. We'll find a way inside.
Kajol (to Aryan): I'm calling Rohit Da.
The phone rings…
Rohit (picks up): Hello?
Kajol: Rohit Da, I need your help.
Rohit: What happened?
Kajol: We're at the International Car & Bike Exhibition. We know it was supposed to be free, but they've started a pass system today, and all the passes are gone. Can you help us in any way?
Rohit: Kajol, the organizers are from other states. I don't have any direct contacts with them, so unfortunately, I can't help you this time.
Kajol: (disappointed) Alright…
She ends the call and informs the others. Disheartened, the group began to head home. Just then, a mocking voice cut through the silence.
Guard: Did you get your passes?
The guard burst into laughter, mocking Aryan and his friends. Everyone felt the insult sting. Still, they had no option but to leave. Just then…
Aryan: Friends, wait a moment.
They all stopped in their tracks.
Aryan: (with resolve) If my friends want to enjoy this exhibition, then no one can stop them.
Abhi: But how? Even Rohit Da couldn't help. What can you possibly do?
Aryan: Trust me. Just give me a few minutes.
Guard: (mockingly) Go ahead and try. But keep in mind—the head of this event is a no-nonsense man. He doesn't entertain favors from anyone.
Aryan didn't respond. He pulled out his phone and made a call.
After a few rings… someone picked up.
Voice on the other end: Hello?
Aryan: (serious tone) Call your boss.
Other person: Who are you? And why should I bother my boss? He's not available right now.
Aryan: Just tell him Aryan is on the line.
The man, confused, went to his boss's cabin.
Man: Sir, there's a rude guy on the phone trying to give me orders. He wants to talk to you.
Boss: Then tell him I don't take random calls. I'm too busy.
Man: I told him that, but he insisted I inform you that "Aryan is on the line."
Boss: What? Aryan?
Man: Yes, sir. That's what he said. Is something wrong?
Boss: Silence, Mr. Herbert. Give me that phone.
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Who did Aryan call?
Who is Mr. Herbert and who is his boss?
Will Aryan and his friends get into the exhibition??
Stay tuned...