CHAPTER:02

                                    

                                          
The Ahmed family's residence in Karachi, Pakistan. The Ahmed's are a wealthy and influential family, living in a sprawling mansion in an upscale neighborhood. The house is a blend of modern architecture and traditional Pakistani elements, with large, open spaces, intricate woodwork, and a beautifully landscaped garden.
Armaan Ahmed is 28 years old, a man of striking presence and quiet intensity. He stands tall with a well-built physique, his sharp features framed by neatly trimmed hair and a well-groomed beard. His eyes, dark and piercing, often convey a sense of deep contemplation, as though he carries the weight of unspoken burdens.
As the eldest son of the Ahmed family, Armaan has always been the one expected to uphold the family's honor and legacy. His father, Zafar Ahmed, is a prominent businessman, known for his shrewdness and unyielding nature. Armaan has been groomed from a young age to follow in his father's footsteps, taking on significant responsibilities within the family business.
Despite the privileges that come with his status, Armaan is a man of few words, preferring to let his actions speak for him. He has always been driven by a strong sense of duty and loyalty to his family, often sacrificing his own desires for the greater good. However, beneath this composed exterior lies a man who harbors doubts and conflicts about the path laid out for him.
Armaan's life has been marked by a series of controlled choices, dictated more by his father's expectations than his own wishes. He has seen the sacrifices made by his mother, Shabana Ahmed, and how she has quietly supported his father's ambitions, often at the expense of her own happiness.
This has left a lasting impression on Armaan, making him wary of the c Early morning in the Ahmed mansion. The day begins with the usual sense of order and precision that defines the Ahmed household.
Armaan wakes up at dawn, as he does every day. His room is spacious, minimalist in design, with large windows overlooking the garden. The morning light filters in, casting a soft glow over the room's neutral tones. Armaan's routine is disciplined—he starts with a workout in the home gym, followed by a quick shower and a breakfast meeting with his father.
Armaan (to himself as he finishes his workout): Another day, another set of expectations to meet. This life... it's all about maintaining control, isn't it? Control over the business, over our image, over ourselves.
(He pauses for a moment, looking at his reflection in the mirror.)
Armaan: But what about control over my own life? Is this really the path I want, or the one I'm expected to follow?
(Armaan shakes off these thoughts as he heads to the shower, preparing for the day ahead.)
The dining room, where the Ahmed family gathers for breakfast. The room is elegantly decorated, with a long dining table set with fine china and silverware. A sense of formality pervades the atmosphere, even in these intimate moments.
Armaan joins his parents at the table. His father is already immersed in the morning's business reports, while his mother, as always, is quietly attentive to her husband's needs. Armaan takes his seat, his demeanor calm and composed, masking the undercurrents of tension that he feels.
Zafar (without looking up from his papers): Armaan, we have a meeting with the investors this afternoon. I expect you to be prepared. This deal is crucial for the expansion plans.
Armaan (nodding): Of course, Abbu. I've reviewed the proposal and will ensure everything is in order.
(Armaan's tone is respectful, but inside, he feels the weight of his father's expectations bearing down on him.)
Shabana (softly, with a hint of concern): Armaan, you've been working so hard lately. You should take some time for yourself.
Armaan (forcing a smile): Don't worry, Ammi. I'm fine. This is just part of the job.