He paced slowly, his voice calm yet firm. "If you're aiming for profit, you must never be stingy—whether it's about quality, advertisement, or maintaining a welcoming atmosphere. Every detail matters. And most importantly, your dedication. Only when you give your hundred percent effort will your business truly thrive."
A few students nodded, taking mental notes of his words.
"Now, you're still students, learning theories and principles," he went on. "But learning is not just about memorizing concepts; it's about applying them in real life. Be practical. Emotions have their place, but in business, logic and strategy lead to success."
He then turned to the class with a piercing gaze. "Success is a coveted seat, but only a few can truly claim it. I want all of you to earn that seat through hard work, determination, and perseverance."
Among the students listening intently, one person found herself particularly affected—Chahat. She had heard about this man before, and now that she was seeing him in person, she couldn't help but think, He hasn't changed at all... just as Ma'am said.
Her heart stirred as she watched him speak with such conviction. To her, this man was remarkable—not just for his words, but for the warmth and passion with which he spoke. He was someone who gave his all to the people around him, making them feel valued and appreciated. In her eyes, he wasn't just a mentor; he was someone worth admiring, someone worth loving.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the economics teacher addressed the class again. "Now, students, I want you to choose a topic for your next assignment."
As the lecture ended, the bell rang, signaling a break.
Chahat turned to her friend Tiya with an idea. "Let's go to the library and get some reference books."
Tiya groaned, waving a dismissive hand. "Please don't count me in on this. I'd rather relax."
Chahat smirked. "Fine, but let me borrow some books using your account."
Tiya sighed in surrender. "Alright, my cutie pie."
Chahat blinked in surprise. "What?"
"That's your nickname from now on," Tiya teased with a wink.
"Whatever..." Chahat rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling.
She spent some time in the library, borrowing a mix of academic books and a few storybooks for leisure reading. The quiet atmosphere of the library always brought her peace, and she found herself lost among the shelves, flipping through pages that held endless worlds within them.
With no scheduled classes in the afternoon, she decided to head out for some shopping.
"I need to pick up a few essentials," she muttered to herself, making a mental checklist.
As she stepped out of the campus, the thought of her earlier realization lingered in her mind. Singhania's words had ignited something in her—an ambition, a desire to carve her own path to success. But beyond that, they had also reinforced what she already knew in her heart.
If you love someone, you should love them for who they truly are.
And for Chahat, that realization made all the difference.