One week later….

1st August 2018, Wednesday, Chennai.

This is the most relaxed period of Hari's life; he spent most of the time inside the house either playing with Shemo or watching television. 

On the whole, it was an uneventful week for him; furthermore, his relationship with Shreya was smooth all thanks to Shemo, at least they had something on the plate to discuss over.

Hari quickly dressed up and made a relaxed bike ride to Blueberry Tree Restaurant; earlier his brothers agreed to meet at this famous beachside restaurant. 

While he was riding his motorbike to the hotel Hari sent a reminder to Anil, he was planning on introducing him as a new friend to his brothers. At the restaurant, all his brothers had occupied the largest table; it couldn't be helped the fatty was just too big. 

Everyone one of his brothers was eagerly waiting for him; last week Hari sent them back without letting out any details of his plans.

"Guys, I'll introduce someone I befriended after coming here; he'll be here shortly."

Hari spoke before they could open their mouths, they were over-enthusiastic. Fortunately for his brothers, Anil was a disciplined guy; he came just a few minutes after Hari.

Anil was also eager to meet some new people, especially Hari's old pals. He was really curious to find the people his taciturn, unsocial friend could open up.

When he entered the restaurant, an odd group of misfits caught his eyes.

A fatty barely fitting into a two-seater sofa, a pencil-thin transwoman and opposite to then three women with a perfect physique, it was shame he couldn't see their faces but to the right-most corner was a stunner waiting for him.

His unsocial friend was giggling and teasing with this group of weirdos like a college-kid.    

"Anil over here!!!" 

Hari shouted as he stood from the seat, completely ignoring others in the room. Anil immediately face-palmed and rush before another yell; while giving an apologetic smile to other guests. 

"Anil these are my brothers, the fatty is Rakesh Choudary, Rak in short. The manly women over there is Sushani Gaurav and the infamous triplets Riya Shetty, Kiya Shetty, and Priya Shetty."

While Hari was busy introducing his comrades, Anil was jittery all over from their intense stare. Fortunately, Hari took note of his odd expression.

"Guys, Anil's my new friend; the only person I befriended the last couple of years. So don't scare him away with your creepy stares; also, he'll be joining the Start-up."

Hari pulled back his brothers to the reality, they knew Hari was neither a friendly or sociable person; he would only befriend someone he trusts. 

Anil knew if they stayed here, sooner or later, they would be kicked out for being a nuisance. 

"Hari, shall we get a private room?" 

Anil whispered into Hari's ears, while he eyed the annoyed guests.

Hari looked around and understood before nodding. Immediately, Anil spoke to the Hotel manager, who was more than happy to arrange a Private hall for them.

Once everyone moved in an awkward silence prevailed; Anil's actions were made everyone uncomfortable, though it was completely justifiable. Hari could sense the unease; unfortunately, nothing came to his dumb brains.

Sushani was especially sensitive to her surroundings; discerning Anil uneasiness she immediately welcomed the new member.

"Anil, it's good to have a new brother." 

Sushani pulled Anil alone while exclaiming in an uncomfortably shrill voice. Nevertheless, Anil put a straight face; he could feel the good intent and being discriminatory wasn't a part of him. 

Once they had a few drinks, everyone happily joked around and once again became unruly. With time Anil got used to this rowdy group, throughout they chatted about some fun gossips.

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Though they were all eager to learn the business plan, it isn't fair to directly jump into business without creating a harmonious environment.

"Anil, as the start to our new Brotherhood let me share a bit of our past. We are ex-military, our corps had nine brothers, including me."

Hari paused a bit, while his brothers from army turned around towards him. 

"We were called the 'Nine Chakoras of India', the trump card squad of the country. Each of us is the best in our field of expertise, 

Rakesh's the vanguard of the team, don't let his stature deceive you he could ram through a solid concrete wall effortlessly. 

Sushani's assassin and scout; people in this line of work call him 'toothpick'.

While the triplets Riya, Kiya, and Priya are Medic, Hacker, and Strategist, respectively. 

I was their leader of the entire team and a field expert. 

And Three other brothers who died in an accident, with their death 'Nine Chakoras of India were disbanded." 

Anil could feel the depressing air swirling around the table. It took a couple of bottles of wine to disperse the sadness. 

"Guys I was thinking of starting an Auction House. What are your thoughts?" 

Hari casually spoke as though he was cracking a joke.

Everyone looked at each other, waiting for someone to speak up. But none of them was up for it, military guys are clean slate when it came to business handling, and Anil was hesitant to speak up.

"Anil, you should speak your mind; we have next to no experience in this field. We might add some points here and there, but you've to take the lead."

Hari passed it on to Anil with great ease; he too was ignorant about the business world. After a bit of hesitation, Anil spoke up.  

"Hari, the Auction House is High-Risk-High-Return sort of business; it's essentially true in case of New establishments. Typically Auction houses deal with the riches; only they will have luxury spend a fortune here.

Firstly, we need lots of connections; basically for inflow and outflow. I can handle the customers, my business partners and colleagues would certainly draw enough crowd. 

But for an Auction we need lots of articles, for that we need to get in touch with Collectors, Pawnbroker and so on; they are the key to success. 

Furthermore, whatever we do, it must on a large scale, which means enormous investment."

There Anil paused while sending a meaningful glance at Hari.

"Don't worry about the articles; the big guy's family runs a huge pawn store back home. Hey Rak! You can pull out some avid collectors and others to the Auction House, can't you?"

As Hari enthusiastically asked Rakesh; the fatso slowly nodded his head. It took a few

minutes to comprehend the head shake; there was just too much of loose fats under his neck that it became to discern which way he was moving his head.

"Guys wire all your uncommitted funds; we'll see how much capital we can pool."

After getting Rak's promise, Hari pompously asked his brothers to contribute to creating Capital. 

Anil rolled his eyes when he heard Hari, he was talking about investments, big-money games; it's not something you can pull out from the retirement funds.

Still, Anil patiently waited instead of jumping the guns, Hari's brothers sneakily looked at each other before transferring the funds.

"Why is there only so much?" Hari nearly shouted in shock.

Anil was speechless, 'How much money do you expect a retired soldier to have?' he mentally exclaimed. 

Hari had a dark premonition looking at their vacant faces.

After a few minutes of silence, Priya finally opened her mouth while the rest of them were pitifully eyed at each other.

"Big bro, following your lead; we all donated our funds to the Indian Military Welfare Board. We wired the money we earned these few years, though it's just a fraction of the amount paid by the army." Sushani threw a bombshell right at Hari's business proposition.

"What!!!! Did you guys seriously throw away all your fortune just like that? Why the hell would do such a dumb thing??" 

Hari yelled at them while the whole team hung their heads down.

"Bro, calm down! Chill! We will think of some other ways to raise funds. We'll think of something else, worst comes we borrow from the banks."

Anil put hands over Hari's shoulders and calmed him while he presented him with other ideas. Later, Hari sat on the chair and spent a few minutes furious operating his mobile.

"Anil I've transferred the money these idiots wired. Also, send my settlement to it, and if you can add some amount, please do so. And calculate the amount we might need to borrow."

Hari wired it without a hint of hesitation, this is also one of his merits; Hari might not be a trusting person, but once he believes someone he would give unconditional trust.

"Bro, you know right; my father has frozen my bank accounts, I can't do any contribution as for as the money you se…..

Ahhhh…. 

What 30 million rupees? You guys earned 30 million in just 2 years? Just what were you doing?"

These figures were like a bolt from the sky, he never expected such a large amount of money from these retired militants.

"Oh that, each of us has a hobby to vent mental pressure. We three are musicians, these years we have concerts around the country while 

Sushani is a famous diviner or astrologer, no one knows her real identity, but that adds on to the mystery, making her the most sort out diviner out there. 

Finally, Rak is a very popular cook; he has received invitations from Five-star hotels across the country.   

Since we all retired from the army, every one of us was focusing on these hobbies in boredom; we managed to get some short cash from our hobbies, not bad right?"

Riya, one of the triplets happily answered; only that Anil was frustrated. 

Firstly, he could handle such narcissist statement, but the more infuriating thing is the fact that he couldn't tell apart between the triplets; all three of them looked like the same carbon copy of each other.

Somehow he suppressed the bad blood rising within and focused on the job on hand.

"Bro, this is sufficient capital for an Auction House. Since the Investment, Auction Items and customers are taken care-off, let's dwell into finer details. 

We'll need an Eye-catchy Building, a Slick Auctioneer and an Expert Appraiser with dozens of good-looking waitresses. And a few white-collar employees for running the back office.

On this foundation, you can add on a few points, fine-tune and wax this structure to your preference and tastes."

Anil was like a professional business consultant; he just gave Hari a framework to build-up. 

Hari went into deep contemplation, he kept silence for a good ten minutes. None of his brothers broke his thought process; everyone patiently waited upon Hari.

"Folks, a start-up isn't to be simply as it sounds. Though it's a lot complicated, we still need sail through this rough sea."

Hari spoke as his voice deepened and his eyes sharpened. 

"You three have better eyes; it would best if you guys hunt for commercial property and Anil we can't blindly go about without an estimate." 

Hari pointed at the triplets; all of a sudden, he had a commanding air around him. 

All his brothers straightened their back with a gratified grin. While Anil was startled, completely caught off guard. 

"You fill them with all the details like the estimate, area and other stuff; Rani picks a few places we'll short down and decide one in the next meeting."

Hari completely ignored the stunned Anil and gave out instructions.

"Ah... I almost forgot. Rani a big basement, this will also be one the criteria for building. Also, Make sure it's big enough hall.

"Sushani and Rak, both of you, are in charge of bringing in Auction items; if possible, arrange a meet calling all the potential seller, there we….."

"Anil you draft out terms and conditions for the Auction House, like the rate of commission,

Basic Ceiling and so on, also look into the legal aspect…."  

Hari was engrossed in the new business; though he was new to the business world, leading people were old trade for him. He was especially motivated after his bizarre experience last month.