The black clouds are started gathering together darkening the sky more than usual. The loud thunder was giving the indirect warning of the storms arrival  as the train arrive at the railway station. People are as usual scattered over the station. Some people are going out leaving their city while some of them are coming to their hometown but someone is coming to this city of dreams for the first time. The coach number 7 of the train slowly arrived at the station and a tall figure get down from it. He is wearing a black old jeans with a crumpled white shirt. An old and a bit dusty sack was dangling from his shoulder. There was an outdated silver watch on his wrist but that really does not matter because he is here to change his time. His face is attractive and stubble is giving him the rugged look. His eyes are likes flames in fire. He has a great muscular physic. His feet touch the ground and the lightning flash in the sky with a loud thunder. He take out his favorite lighter from his jeans pocket and lit his cigarette.

Jeet come running to the station. His eyes was searching for someone. He started walking towards the couch number 7 when he found the person he is looking for. Passing the crowd behind he came closer to him.

Jeet looked him in the eye. The innocent eyes who used to be teared up are now filled with burning fire. He knew he is here to be the king and he will. He feel proud but something inside him is still afraid of the outcomes what if everything didn't go as per the plan. Keeping thoughts aside for a while he welcomed his friend.

" Good to see you ! " His voice was calm. The person standing opposite reciprocate with a small smile.

" You must be tired with the long journey..let me hold the bag. "

" Its ok Jeet..I am used to the fact of  carrying my burden by myself. Don't bother.." He said taking a puff of cigarette. Jeet just look at him with a blank face.

" Don't worry brother..People are just like servants who serves to the one who rules..and the ruler has arrived..Its just a matter of time. "

He started walking ahead. The dreams, the plans, pre-decided facts followed with him. Jeet smiled and he too followed his path. The journey has begun.