At London , Uk

The London studio was buzzing with activity.

Cameramen moved around the set, adjusting their equipment and checking the camera angles while the production team made the final preparations for the interview.

Near the main set, Ms. Eliana Moretta, a renowned news reporter known for interviewing influential and inspiring personalities, glanced at her watch. She took a deep breath and looked toward the studio entrance.

Everything had to be perfect.

A few feet away, two young men from the production team were talking excitedly.

“I’m so excited to meet Neel Sir. He’s such a role model for our generation,” one of them said, his face lighting up with excitement.

The other nodded enthusiastically.

“You’re absolutely right. I watch his podcasts all the time. They’re incredibly inspiring.”

Before they could say anything else, the elevator doors opened.

The atmosphere in the studio suddenly shifted.

A tall man stepped out.

Neel Suryavanshi.

He walked into the studio with effortless confidence. He was tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in a perfectly tailored grey suit that complemented his sharp features. His jawline was striking, and a small stud in his ear added a subtle edge to his otherwise sophisticated appearance.

For a moment, several people simply stared.

The young men looked at him with admiration, while a few women couldn't help but turn their heads as he walked past.

One girl leaned toward her colleague and whispered,

“Oh my God… I never imagined he’d be this hot.”

Her colleague quickly nudged her, trying not to laugh.

Meanwhile, Eliana had already noticed him.

Her eyes remained fixed on him for a moment longer than necessary.

She quickly composed herself, straightened her blazer, and walked toward him with a professional smile.

“Welcome to our studio, Mr. Neel Suryavanshi.”

Neel stopped in front of her and gave her a brief nod.

“Thank you.”

“Please, come this way,” Eliana said, gesturing toward the interview set.

Neel followed her without saying anything further.

A short while later.....

Everything was finally ready.

The cameras were positioned. The lights were adjusted. The cameraman gave the final signal.

Eliana sat opposite Neel, crossing one leg over the other as she looked toward the camera.

The red recording light switched on.

She smiled professionally.

“Hello, viewers. I’m Eliana Moretta, and today I’m bringing you someone who has become a true inspiration to millions—a man whom today's youth look up to.”

She turned slightly toward Neel.

“Please welcome the winner of this year’s Best Business Tycoon of the Year award, Mr. Neel Suryavanshi.”

Neel gave a polite nod toward the camera.

Eliana continued,

“So, Mr. Suryavanshi, as we all know, you have achieved so much at such a young age and have become an inspiration to so many people. But our audience would love to know something…”

She leaned forward slightly.

“Who is your inspiration?”

Neel remained composed. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

“Well, it is my privilege that people consider me an inspiration. I deeply respect that.”

He paused for a moment before continuing.

“As for my own inspiration… it is my father, Mr. Viren Suryavanshi. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be where I am today.”

Eliana smiled.

“It’s wonderful that you look up to your father so much.”

Neel simply nodded.

Eliana glanced at her notes before continuing.

“Mr. Suryavanshi, we’ve also heard that you’re soon joining your venture which is located in India.”

“Yes,” Neel replied confidently. “You heard correctly.”

For the next several minutes, she asked him one professional question after another.

Neel answered each one calmly and honestly. He never hesitated, never avoided a question, and never seemed intimidated by the camera.

Finally, Eliana put her notes down.

“You are exactly as I had heard...Completely forthright, carefree, and fearless.”

A faint smirk crossed Neel's face.“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

Eliana laughed softly“It was meant to be one.”

She paused for a moment before adding“Alright. Enough with the work talk.”

Neel's expression changed slightly.

“Let’s discuss your personal life."Before she could continue, Neel interrupted.

“Sorry, but I don't wish to talk about matters related to my personal life.”

Eliana's eyebrows lifted.

For a brief second, she looked surprised.

No one usually interrupted her during an interview.

Still, she quickly regained her composure and smiled professionally“Well… if that’s your wish, I respect it.”

Neel gave a small nod“Thank you.”

The interview continued for a few more minutes before Eliana finally turned toward the camera.

“That’s all for today. Thank you for joining us, Mr. Suryavanshi.”

Neel stood and adjusted the cuff of his suit“My pleasure.”

The camera stopped recording.

Outside the Studio

The moment Neel stepped outside, a crowd gathered around him.

“Sir! Autograph, please!”

“Sir, you’re my inspiration!”

“Neel Sir, one picture, please!”

His bodyguard immediately stepped forward, attempting to create some space around him“Please move back. Give him some space.”

But Neel raised one hand“It's okay.”

The bodyguard immediately stopped.

Neel looked at the crowd and smiled “Come on. One at a time.”

The fans excitedly formed a line.

One after another, Neel signed autographs and posed for pictures.

A young boy nervously approached him with a notebook“Sir… I really want to become like you someday.”

Neel looked at him for a moment before placing a hand on his shoulder “Don’t try to become like me. Become better than me .”

The boy's eyes widened with admiration “Thank you, sir.”

Neel smiled “Good luck.”

Eventually, the crowd began to disperse. Just then, the sound of heels clicking against the polished floor caught his attention.

Eliana approached him“You really impressed me, Neel.”

Neel looked at her. He understood the hidden meaning behind her words.

Still, he kept his expression unreadable “Thank you.”

Without saying anything more, he turned around and walked away.Eliana watched him leave, a small, amused smile appearing on her lips.

“Interesting…” she murmured.

Inside neel 's car

Neel settled into the back seat of his car and loosened his tie slightly.

As the car pulled away from the studio, his phone began to ring.

Papa.

A smile immediately softened his otherwise serious expression.

He answered the call“Hello, Papa.”

“Son, weren't you supposed to come home today?” Viren asked.

Neel leaned back against the seat"Sorry, Papa. Actually, I had committed to a podcast. I had agreed to it earlier, but I forgot to mention it to you until the last minute. So I had to come here.”

He glanced out of the window at the passing London streets“But don't worry. If there’s a flight this evening, I’ll come back today. Otherwise, I’ll be home tomorrow.”

There was a brief pause.

“Okay, son,” Viren replied. “I watched the interview. I’m very proud of you.”

A small smile appeared on Neel's face “Thank you, Papa. I learned it all from you.”

Viren chuckled “You always know what to say.”

Neel laughed softly“Because I learned that from you too.”

“Just come back soon. Your mother and sister are eagerly waiting for you.” his father exclaimed.

Neel's expression softened at the mention of his family“Okay, Papa. I’ll be back soon.”

“Take care, son.”viren says warmly.

A faint smile appeared on his face “You too, Papa.”

The call ended. Neel lowered his phone and looked out of the window again.

For the first time that evening, his confident expression disappeared.A quiet smile remained on his face as one thought crossed his mind...Home.

And somehow, after everything that had happened in London, he was looking forward to it more than ever.