The course of recovery

September 20, 2015.

The attempt by Bunty(Sujoy Banerjee) to raise a second boutique in Rajouri Garden main market has failed, and he is under financial constraint. In that order, my funds are depleted, and I am under borderline financial constraint, as I have a personal loan and an auto loan to pay off, and it doesn't leave me with the same options as I used to have before. But I am okay, or so I think. 

I need to make sure I save enough to be able to pay for 2nd semester of my Fashion Design course, but I don't think I am in a pinching situation. I think I will manage.

Today being a Sunday, I think of visiting Bunty to talk and discuss the situation, and try to see if we will have a solution to this situation.

When I reached his home, I find it locked. I try to reach him on my phone.

"Where are you? I came here and found your room locked." I say when he picks up the call.

"I am going to Vrindavan" He says. 

"Without telling anyone before? All of a sudden? What the hell?" I ask him on a high pitch, confused and angry at having had my time wasted.

"Haan yaar, it all just happened suddenly. Had to leave urgently." Bunty replies.

"When will you be back?"

"Not sure at the moment." Saying this he hangs up.

Later in the evening, I get a message from him on WhatsApp:

"Go to the shop and pick up your stuff from there tomorrow."

I ask "Why? Are you going to close the shop? Weren't you planning to do it at the end of month?"

"No idea what will happen next at the moment"

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And that was the last I heard from the man who stood by me when I was brought down to zero. 

He took money from many creditors in the area, and when the debt became too much to bear, he chose to run away. He couldn't have faced the consequences of the model he was operating on, in any case, and would have been indebted for a long time, even with robust finances, which he didn't know how to manage any given day.

The man lent himself to every vice that wise men have advised to refrain from, namely, gambling women, and meat. I ignored it, believing it will not fall on my karma. I was wrong.

Now I am suffering the results of my mistake. I have lost the enterprise because of the lack of proper vigilance, and strict governance in business. I trusted Bunty to make good decisions, as I believed he can carry the burden of ownership. He could neither bear the yoke, nor crack the whip.

I am now alone in this battle, devoid of friends or family to support me in a cause they were already against. But am I going to fall in this battle? Is it going to be my last? Not even likely. I am capably fighting insolvency, and recovering from it, in monthly installments. I put all my income into repaying all that I owe, as quickly as I can.

Today is the 28th of February. I have 3 more installments to pay before I am capable of reorganising business again. Come May 2016, I will start the first phase of the mission to raise my kingdom anew.

Till then, I test and redesign the complete structure for my new business.

What many American presidents have said, time and time again, is an immortal statement that captures my spirit the best.

"I will not stop, I will not rest, I will not fail."

I am an entrepreneur, and we are a very selective breed.

I am Xenon.