India, New Delhi, November 20, 1990.
Aryan exits the Parliament building with his ministers, mother, and bodyguards.
As he left, he faced the camera flashes and microphones. All the media agencies of the country, from small to large, were present.
Everyone was asking questions one after another, and Aryan answered them honestly and politely.
The Doordarshan reporter asked, "Sir, the public servants are afraid this bill will reduce their influence. How will you respond?"
Aryan replied firmly:
"The job of a public servant is not to rule over enterprises...their job is to do what is best for the common people."
"You should think of serving the public, not yourself."
"Because of this bill, you don't have to do unnecessary paperwork, and you can focus on real government work."
The journalist from the Economic Times asked, "Mr. Prime Minister, many are saying that this bill gives too much freedom to industries. What is your view?"
Aryan shook his head and said, "The freedom! Freedom is not our enemy—our enemy is unchecked power."
"This bill will remove red tape, not responsibility. The industry will still follow labor protection, environmental, and safety laws. But they no longer have to pay bribes to exist."
The NDTV journalist asked, "What will be the immediate benefit for the common man?"
"The jobs," Aryan replied in one word.
He explained, "Factories won't have to wait years for paperwork. Young people won't have to wait years for hope. If you have an idea, this bill is clear for you."
The Hindu's journalist asked, "The opposition party says you are following Western methods. Are there any Indian methods in this?"
Aryan criticized and said, "Haha~ Then they must never read Chanakya's Arthashastra."
"I am following the method of ancient India. The method of that time when India was known as the Golden Bird to the world."
"I want to reawaken the lost spirit of our ancient India."
"Innovation, trade, literature, science, debate, and war strategy."
Rekha from The Indian Express asked, "Prime Minister, are we really about to see the fall of the License Raj?"
When Aryan heard the voice, he pursed his lips and asked suspiciously, "What do you think, Miss Sharma? Don't you know me? Do I look like someone who stops halfway?"
Rekha raised her eyes, noted, and said, "I'll take that as a yes, then."
Aryan shook his head and said playfully, "You can imagine however you want. But get ready, something big is about to happen, and more headlines are coming."
Aryan didn't say anything and politely went to his office. Although his thoughts in this direction are somewhat free, he still has thoughts of Assam and Nagaland in his mind.
I don't know what's going on there now.
He doesn't know how much damage civilians face and how many lives are lost. He's not in a good mood.
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Evening.
Aryan is making plans as usual in his office.
He is simulating a plan a thousand times in his mind and choosing the perfect result from among them.
"Umm, it's getting late! Let's take a rest." Aryan let out a sigh of relief and tried to give himself a little rest.
Just when he was about to give himself a rare rest, Home Minister Lt. Gen. Vikas Karnik rushed in, shivering.
"Prime Minister, we have a situation." There was restlessness in his voice.
"Relax, Lt. Gen. Vikas. Please explain to me slowly." Aryan asked.
Home Minister Lt. Gen. Vikas Karnik calmed down and explained:
"Sir, the ULFA commanders are regrouping near Dibang Village."
"On the other hand, the NSCN is trying to ambush the Assam Rifles with new rifles from the Red Dragon country."
Aryan's eyes hardened, but not out of fear.
He asked, "What did DRDO say about the project I gave them?"
The Home Minister thought and replied, "They say they can currently develop devices to track radio signals. But they say electrical signals and communication control and analysis devices will take 1 to 2 years using our current technology."
"Fortunately, it is possible to build the original device... When the development of the device is complete, you will directly launch a surprise attack..." Aryan gave his permission to the Home Minister to attack.
"Good!" The Home Minister felt a little relieved after receiving permission.
It's not that they can't control the situation. It's that they don't want to let it get out of their control.
. . . . .
(Assam)
Deep forest stronghold near Tinsukia District!
1500 Soldiers, 30 Ghatak Command, 21 Para SF, 5 RAW, 3 IB, and 100 Assam Rifles are waiting for the right time and order.
. . . . .
(On the border of Nagaland and Assam)
On the other hand, in Mon Forest!
More than +5000 Soldiers, 80 Ghatak Command, 50 Para SF, 20 RAW, 300 RAW-trained Naga defectors, 30 IB, and 500 Assam Rifles are also waiting for the order.
. . . . .
"Under the pressure of everything, I forgot about rural development..." Aryan hummed and looked at the size.
After a brief discussion with the Home Minister, Ariyan suddenly remembered the topic of Rural Development.
"I have thoughts about the future..."
He started making plans.
. . . . .
India, New Delhi, November 21, 1990.
Aryan is reviewing a map filled with red, green, and yellow dots.
Road Minister Dev Mehra entered Aryan's office holding a roll of blueprints, and he was smiling brightly.
Aryan was upstairs and asked with a smile, "Mehra Ji, you're here~."
Minister Mehra said in a heart-filled voice, "Hey, the Prime Minister told me the night before to get the plan ready, and I won't bring it? That's impossible."
Aryan's eyes lit up upon hearing Minister Mehra's words. He asked, "Does this mean the plan is ready?"
"Hmm, to be honest, I follow your plan. But I'm surprised that the world has never thought of ideas like yours before..." Minister Mehra hummed emotionally.
Aryan said softly, "Haha~ Please sit down. Today, we are going to do something you never thought of before, not for now..."
"Hmm, so Sir, what will be the name of this project?"
Aryan paused and said with a smile on his lips, "BharatLink~!"
"BharatLink... this is your plan... connecting every village to the highway in 10 minutes, although problematic, is not impossible." Minister Mehra smiled as he opened the blueprint.
"It's true we are building roads. But also optical cables (telephone, future internet, TV signals, etc.), water pipes, solar lines, school buses, and rural ambulances." Aryan's eyes sparkled as he told his plan.
Minister Mehra thought for a moment and said, "From your tone, it seems that you don't just want to develop rural areas..."
"Yes, I'm not just developing rural areas... I'm developing the nation's nervous system!" Aryan smiled and said.
Minister Mehra nodded his head and explained:
"First, we will build a GIS (Geographic Information System), then we will directly involve the villagers."
"I have made a plan for you, how they will build their roads, not the government's."
"We will ask each villager for their opinion on where the roads will be beneficial for them. Then, we will classify the roads into three categories: Silver roads, Gold roads, and Platinum roads."
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