"Baadshah hai Delhi ke"
“Aaj bahut hi bada inzaam lagaya Gaya hai JSM party ne KVP ke upar! Kya Zavian- the CM jawab denge?” The reporter shouted through the mic looking at camera.
(Today JSM party has put on a huge accusation on KVP. Will Zavian the CM of Delhi give his response?)
She knew this would be one of the biggest controversy and wanted to cover it up before the other reporters.
Similarly a lot of reporters and party people from both party stood out of the assembly hall. Making a huge chaos outside the Hall, jumping on cars and people and a few ministers to get answers.
The chatter of how JSM leader- Suresh Raman had accused of Zavian Singhania of dealing with drugs. Also said that because of nepotism he was in the position! And that what has he done for India?
The accusation were strong.
They thought they had wounded the lion.
The media knew how much of a big deal Zavian Singhania and his family has been in politics.His father-Manish Singhania is the PM of the country whereas his uncle-Prem Singhania is the president.
They hold power, and they wouldn’t hesitate to show them.
5 cars drove in front the Assembly halls gate. Slowly the guards came out scattering to protect their boss from the camera and from people who could be a threat.
Keshav stepped out from the passenger seat as he opened the door. Stepped down Zavian Singhania.
Wearing a formal suit with black shades and loafers he looked stunning and the beard made him more manly. Or was it his physique? As if his 6′3 height wasn’t intimidating enough god really gave him the muscles. And the power.
He turned around to the people and joined his hands together at the top of his head that’s when the cheering started.”Zavian Singhania zinadabaad!”
He smirked. Subtly.“Fools!” He murmured under his breath.
As he turned around facing the staircase and he climbed up, his shoes clinking on the marble stairs.
The reporters surrounded him asking about the accusations. Trying to get his attention, after all he was influential. His mere glance and their channels trp would sky rocket.
But he did not reply. He had something else planned already. After all Zavian Singhania doesn’t play by words, he wins through his actions.
As he entered and vanished behind the closed door. JSM party leader- Suresh Raman stepped out of his BMW with his son Saksham Raman. Both of their confidence was oozing out of their body, they knew they had him and his family under their paws. They were indeed fools.
The reporters then rushed to him asking about the accusations.
“Dekhiye aaj sabhi proof dikha denge! Assembly mein meeting ke baad mein khud aapke paas leke aaunga!” He announced and then took his son with him inside.
(Today after the party hall meeting I’ll bring you the proof myself)
They were going for a battle to win, but Zavian Singhania never lost.
The tension inside the party hall was demeaning, their eyes fearfully exchanged between Zavian and their leader- Prem Sighania. “Zavian!” Prems voice choed through the room cutting the tension just by little.
Zavian heaved out a heavy sigh, the drink in his hand now rested at the table as he looked straight into his uncle eyes, “boliye chacha ji!” He mocked. His lips curved into cruel fainting smirk sending shivers to his uncles body.
(Yes uncle)
“Zavian!” A soft and tried voice reached out to his ears.
Manish Singhania his father said. “Kya karna hai aage?” He asked.
(What should we do next?)
Zavian threw his head back on the chair looking up at the ceilings fan. “Pankha pe latka de uss chutiya ko?” He asked.
(Should I hang the bastard on the fan?)
Everyone stilled. Their breath stopped. As they felt full shivers hearing his cold and mercilles wowrds. How cruel can a man be?
“Zyada ho jayega!” Manish said. Knowing fully aware that his son would definitely do something like that even after his warning.
(It will be too much)
“No fun papa!” He muttered as he took out his cigarette and burned it up.
The doors opened and the opposition party JSM entered. The father- son duo confident that they had his under now!
“Police?” Prem asked seeing that there was police with them too.
“It’s not that I don’t trust you prem bhaisahaab but Zavian surely has some tricks up his sleeve so it’s for our protection. And to cuff him up!” Suresh said mockingly.
Taking a seat Saksham threw a smirk at Zavian to let him know he was having the upper hand but Zavian simply did not acknowledge him. Rather his eyes narrowed at Saksham, who was now clearly nervous to feel the devils eyes on him. His hand trembled slightly making Zavian smirk wider.
He put the cigarette down in the ash tray as he drank another sip of his whiskey. A subtle smirk gracing his lips.
The monitor in front came to life. The first photo was of Zavian walking out of his car.
“Papa let me!” Saksham said wanting to take the lead. Suresh happily agreed. Throwing a confused glance at Zavian who apparently seemed unbothered by everything.
“Ye hai Humana CM sahaab gaadi se nikalte hue. But where is he going?” Saksham said playfully.
(This is our CM sir getting out of the car. But where is he going?)
“To buy the drug of a notorious drug leader- Peshvasim Kundal! The guy the police had been after for years.” He announced as he clicked in the pen showing another photo.
Or that’s what was expected.
Until a video started playing.
In the video Saksham comes into a room with Peshvasim Kundal handing him some cash.
“Take this as an advance okay! And tell everyone tomorrow how Zavian has brought drugs from you and how he is influencing young people to do so, just like we practiced”
And then the video ends.
“Tsk tsk tsk... bada kutta aadmi nikala tum to. Itni giri hui harkat karega aapka beta pata nahi tha Suresh uncle!” Zavian feigned innocence mocking him.
(Tsk tsk tsk... what a cunning asshole you are. Never knew your son would actually stoop so low Suresh uncle)
Saksham looked at Zavian scared, “h- how did you?” he couldn’t utter the words properly. His breath felt shallow as his knees trembled, the room temperature dropped down more as he looked at Zavian who seemed unbothered.
Zavians cold and dark eyes met his feared ones, Now he felt pure fear. Suresh who was now in shock looking at how the tables have turned rushed towards Saksham. His mind chaos as he looked at his son in such a devestating state.
The police too came forward to cuff him up.
After all, Zavians subtle hint was noticed by the commisioner. Money sure does buy a lot of things.
“Arey mere bete lo chodo he had nothing to do with it! It’s all Zavians plan!” Suresh shouted trying to stop them from taking Saksham. Zavian laughed.
(Where are you taking my son? He had nothing to do with it! It’s all Zavians plan)
“Saale tujhe to mein baad mein dekh loonga abhi I have some important work” he said getting up.
(I’ll see you later fucker. I have some important work right now)
Suresh trembled at his words, as he fell to his knees.“why Zavian?” he begged, to which Zavian laughed, the laughter send people back into their fears of him.
Suresh whimpered as Zavian spoke, “kutta hai tu Suresh, tujhe sirf bhookana aata hai. After all Delhi ke Baadhsah hai hum jeetne thode na denge” And then without looking back Zavian left the room in its cold and fearful atmosphere.
(You are a fucking dog Suresh who only knows how to bark. After all I am Delhi Baadshah how will I let someone else win?)
