Establishing a Corporation II

The morning sun cast a golden hue over the city as Rudra stepped out, his mind set on the monumental task ahead. His initial discussions with Anil Ji had given him a clearer picture of what needed to be done, but he knew one thing for certain—financial backing was essential. An empire could not be built on ideals alone. He needed investors who shared his vision and could provide the capital required to set up the foundation of his industrial dream.

Rudra spent the next few days reaching out to industrialists, financiers, and influential business families who had a stake in Punjab's economy. The challenge was not just about convincing them to invest; it was about assuring them that this venture was not only profitable but also a long-term transformation of Punjab's economic landscape.

During one such meeting at an upscale business club in Delhi, he found himself seated across from Rajendra Mehta, a wealthy textile magnate with deep political connections. The older man listened attentively as Rudra laid out his vision—a self-sustaining industrial hub in Punjab that would generate thousands of jobs, boost manufacturing, and make the state a commercial powerhouse.

"You have grand ambitions, young man," Mehta said, sipping his tea thoughtfully. "But what makes you so sure that Punjab is the right place? Business thrives where there is stability, and Punjab has seen its fair share of unrest since Partition."

Rudra leaned forward. "Exactly why it needs change. Look at what the Tatas did in Jamshedpur. I envision something similar, but on a broader scale. Punjab has the resources, labor, and proximity to Delhi, making it a perfect location for industrial expansion. The people are hardworking, but they lack opportunities. We create those opportunities, and we build not just an industry—but a legacy."

Mehta nodded slowly, impressed by Rudra's conviction. "If you can secure the land, I'll consider investing."

The next step was crucial—acquiring a large plot of land. Rudra knew that scattered industries would make operations inefficient. He needed an expanse large enough to house factories, warehouses, and housing for workers, all within a single industrial zone. Ideally, this land would be the size of two or three villages, much like Jamshedpur had been developed for Tata Steel.

But land acquisition, especially on such a large scale, was a delicate matter. It required government support, and for that, Rudra needed the cooperation of Punjab's Chief Minister. He spent the following week identifying the right channels to arrange a meeting. Political favors were not easy to ask for, but his family name still carried weight in some circles.

Through discreet inquiries, he managed to set up an appointment with Chief Minister Gursevak Singh. The meeting was scheduled at the Chief Minister's residence, a modest yet imposing structure in Chandigarh.

As Rudra entered Singh's office, he noticed the older man scrutinizing him with mild curiosity. "I've heard a lot about you, young Shastri," Singh said, gesturing for him to sit. "What brings you to me?"

Rudra wasted no time. "I want to establish an industrial base in Punjab, a hub that will not only provide employment but also strengthen Punjab's economy. But for that, I need land—two to three villages worth."

Singh raised an eyebrow. "That is no small request. And you want me to grant it to you cheaply?"

Rudra smiled, choosing his words carefully. "I want the people to benefit. If I purchase the land outright, it will drive up prices and cause unnecessary resistance. But if the government backs the project, frames it as an initiative to boost employment and infrastructure, it will be seen as a step towards progress. The land will not go to waste—it will be a foundation for Punjab's economic future."

Singh tapped his fingers on the desk, considering. "And what do you propose?"

"A lease, not a purchase. Let the government lease the land to Shastri Enterprises at a favorable rate for the next fifty years, with clauses ensuring that employment is generated, local businesses are involved, and a certain percentage of profits go back into community development."

The Chief Minister leaned back, nodding slowly. "You've thought this through."

"I have to," Rudra replied. "This isn't just business. It's about building something lasting."

Singh exhaled sharply and then, after a moment of silence, nodded. "I will see what can be done. But I expect you to follow through on your promises."

Rudra left the meeting knowing that the wheels had been set in motion. Land acquisition was the first step, but it was a step towards something greater—a future where Punjab stood at the forefront of India's industrial revolution.