Ravi ek chhote gaon me paida hua tha. Uske ghar ki halat bahut kharab thi. Roz khane ke liye bhi struggle hota tha. Kabhi ghar me ration hota, kabhi nahi. Uske maa-baap din bhar mehnat karte, lekin phir bhi zindagi mushkil thi.
Gaon ke log usse neecha dikhate the. Log haste the aur kehte the ki wo kabhi kuch nahi ban payega. Ravi chup rehta tha, lekin andar hi andar sab dekh raha tha.
Raat ko jab sab so jaate the, Ravi akela baith kar aasman dekhta rehta tha. Uske dil me bade sapne the. Wo sirf paisa nahi, balki power chahta tha—aisi power jisse log uska naam sunte hi respect karein.
Ek din gaon me ek bada aadmi aaya. Sab log uske saamne jhuk rahe the. Uske paas paisa tha, power thi. Ravi ne use dhyan se dekha aur samjha ki duniya me asli izzat sirf usi ko milti hai jiske paas taqat hoti hai.
Us din Ravi ke andar kuch badal gaya. Usne decide kar liya ki wo apni gareebi ko apni sabse badi taqat banayega. Ab wo har din kuch naya seekhne laga. Dheere-dheere wo apne aap ko majboot banane laga.
Uska safar mushkil tha… lekin uska iraada usse bhi zyada mazboot.
Aur ye to bas shuruaat thi…