Chapter 5 – The First Step to Power
If winning competitions gave confidence…
Money gave power.
And Aarohi had learned one thing very clearly from her first life:
“Talent se respect milta hai…
par paise se control milta hai.
(Talent gives respect… but money gives control.)”
So while other kids were busy watching cartoons and fighting over chocolate…
Aarohi Verma was planning her financial empire.
That evening, she sat with her notebook, pencil in hand, face serious like a CEO in a board meeting.
On top of the page, she wrote in bold:
MISSION: RICH BEFORE 18
Then she paused.
“Ambitious lag raha hai? (Sounds ambitious?)”
She smirked.
“Good.”
Step 1: Money Source
Problem?
She was a school student.
No job.
No salary.
No pocket money (thanks to stepmother control system).
Solution?
“Jugaad karna padega. (I’ll have to figure something out.)”
Next morning at breakfast—
Aarohi suddenly smiled sweetly at her father.
Very sweet.
Suspiciously sweet.
“Papa…”
Rajiv looked up, slightly surprised.
“Yes?”
“Mujhe thoda pocket money chahiye. (I need some pocket money.)”
Riya choked on her juice.
Meera narrowed her eyes.
“Why?”
Aarohi blinked innocently,
“School project ke liye. (For a school project.)”
Rajiv sighed and took out his wallet.
“Take this. But don’t waste it.”
Aarohi took the money, hiding her excitement.
“Thank you, Papa.”
Inside:
“Investment capital mil gaya. (Got my investment capital.)”
Riya stared at her suspiciously.
“Tumhe project kab se interesting lagne lage? (Since when did you find projects interesting?)”
Aarohi smiled calmly.
“Jab se future interesting ho gaya. (Since the future became interesting.)”
Riya blinked.
“Weird ho gayi hai. (She has become weird.)”
Aarohi:
“Upgrade ho gayi hoon. (I’ve upgraded.)”
That afternoon, Aarohi secretly went to a small cyber café.
Old computers. Slow internet. Loud keyboard sounds.
Perfect place for a future billionaire.
She sat down and typed:
“Stock Market Basics”
The shop uncle looked at her.
“Beta, game khelna hai kya? (Do you want to play games?)”
Aarohi didn’t even look at him.
“Nahi uncle, paisa banana hai. (No uncle, I want to make money.)”
Uncle stared.
“Yeh generation dangerous hai. (This generation is dangerous.)”
For hours, Aarohi studied:
Shares
Market trends
Company names
Price movements
But the real advantage?
She already knew the future.
She whispered to herself:
“Do saal baad yeh company boom karegi… (After 2 years this company will boom…)”
“Aur yeh wali gir jayegi… (And this one will crash…)”
She leaned back in her chair and smiled.
“Yeh toh cheating jaisa hai. (This feels like cheating.)”
Then she corrected herself:
“Nahi… yeh smart work hai. (No… this is smart work.)”
Step 2: First Investment
She opened a small trading account using help from online guides and a little… creative lying about age.
“Thoda risk toh lena padega. (Have to take a little risk.)”
She invested her small amount in a company she clearly remembered would rise soon.
Click.
Investment done.
She stared at the screen for a few seconds.
Heartbeat slightly fast.
“Aur ab… wait. (And now… wait.)”
Days passed.
She checked prices daily like it was her favorite TV show.
Up.
Down.
Up.
Down.
One day—
UP. BIG UP.
She refreshed the page.
Again.
And again.
Same result.
Her money had doubled.
Aarohi jumped from her chair.
“YESSS!”
Everyone in the café turned to look at her.
She coughed and sat down again.
“Control… control… (Control… control…)”
But inside?
Fireworks.
“First profit.”
“First win.”
“First step to power.”
That night, she wrote in her notebook:
✔ First investment successful
✔ Profit achieved
✔ Confidence increased
Then she added:
Next goal: Multiply money
She looked at her reflection in the mirror and said:
“Welcome to business world, Aarohi Verma.”
Then she winked at herself.
“CEO banne ka time aa gaya hai. (Time to become a CEO.)”
Meanwhile…
In another part of the city…
A teenage boy sat in a luxurious room, surrounded by trophies.
Basketball medals.
Debate awards.
Academic certificates.
He was bored.
Very bored.
“Winning is getting boring.”
His friend said,
“Toh haar jao. (Then lose.)”
He smirked,
“Main kabhi nahi haarta. (I never lose.)”
This was Arjun Malhotra.
The boy who ruled every competition.
The boy who thought no one could challenge him.
Back in her room, Aarohi looked at her notebook and whispered:
“Let’s see, Mr. Perfect…”
“Kitne din tak jeetoge. (How long will you keep winning.)”
She closed the notebook with a confident smile.
Because now—
She wasn’t just a student.
She wasn’t just a daughter.
She wasn’t just a competitor.
She was a player in a much bigger game.
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