Phase1: The idea
This story starts in a small village near Chennai. Our protagonist, Aman, is a 14-year-old funny character and an average student in his class. His ultimate goal is to become a Chartered Accountant. Suryakant, Aman’s father, is a store owner in his town.
During a class discussion, Sanidhya sir—who is the real mentor of the students—is speaking about parents. "Your father works incredibly hard to see his child succeed in their life..."
While his teacher spoke, Aman was looking out the window, watching his seniors playing cricket. When will this boring motivation class be over so I can go to the ground? he thought to himself. Sanidhya sir saw him losing interest in the class, but decided not to say anything just yet.
After school ended, Aman went home and had a conversation with his father.
"Papa, I want a mobile phone!" Aman demanded.
Suryakant raised his voice. "Why? This is not your age to use mobile phones! Did you understand?!"
"Papa, you just sit at the store and count money all day," Aman shot back, taking the situation lightly.
Suryakant looked at him sternly. "A good lesson for you is to never raise your voice to anyone who is older than you. Their words must be a lesson for you, did you understand?"
Aman nods quietly, but his feelings were hurt. He went straight to his mother, Susmita, and started to cry.
"Maa... Pa... Papa don't lo...love me," Aman sobbed.
Susmita hugged him gently. "Why do you think that?"
"I asked him to buy me a mobile phone and he didn't, and he even scolded me!" Aman stood up angrily. "Maa, he only loves my sister, not me anymore!"
After saying that, he ran to his room and slammed the door shut.
Later that evening, Susmita and Suryakant had a quiet conversation. "Sushmita, Aman thinks that I only sit at the store and count money," Suryakant said softly, a tear dropping from his eye. "He doesn't see the true effort it takes to earn that money."
Susmita placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I have an idea. Take him to the store and give him work so that he can realize the pain."
The next day in school, Sanidhya sir summoned Aman to his desk. "Aman, do you know the efforts it takes to earn money?"
"No, sir," Aman replied honestly.
Sanidhya sir smiled knowingly. "Let's go to your father's store."
Aman looked confused. "Why?"
