Chapter 10 – Rise of a Dream...The night was unusually silent. Sanjay sat on the broken wooden chair outside his café, staring at the flickering streetlight. The same road where he once begged for a single coin now echoed with the chatter of customers who came to his café daily. Yet, inside his chest, there was a storm.He knew this was not the end. This was only the beginning.The Final EnemyWhen Sanjay’s café started spreading, attracting attention from newspapers and even small TV channels, not everyone clapped.One man in particular—Mr. Kabra, a wealthy industrialist—felt threatened. He had built his empire