People often say that legends are born in grand places, but sometimes they rise quietly from a corner no one notices. In Kolkata, there lived a young boy everyone casually called Bro. He was a student, a creator, an observer, and somewhere deep inside, a dreamer who refused to live an average life. Bro wasn’t born extraordinary. He didn’t have a millionaire background, a fancy studio, or mentors guiding him. What he had was something rarer: a strange fire inside him that whispered one sentence again and again: You are meant for more. Every morning, he walked into school like