A new day begun.Two days after the shipment, Raj received a call.It was early morning. He had just come back from a run and was sitting under the same neem tree near the east net, sipping lemon water.
His phone buzzed.
Caller ID: "JH Sports – Official"
He quickly answered.
"Hello?"
"Raj, this is Mr. Jaiswal. I saw the batch. Good quality. You delivered ahead of time. That's rare."
"Thank you, sir."
"We have a proposal for you. We'd like to schedule a meeting — 5 p.m. today. Conference Room 2. Come sharp. Bring your brand designs."
Raj's heart skipped slightly."Yes, sir. I'll be there."He hung up.For a moment, he didn't move.
This is real, he thought. This is how it starts.
He felt like smiling.But he didn't.Instead, he picked up his notebook, flipped to the section labeled "RajCraft Vision," and stared at the flame-inside-glove logo he had drawn last week the one inspired by Spandana's note.Then he packed his sketches and got ready.
