The Final Rounds – BVM’s Unstoppable Surge
October 22, 2009 – 10:30 AM
Jadavpur – Aritra's Villa
The television screen flickered with shifting graphics, the newsroom bathed in chaos. The confident smirks of political analysts from earlier in the morning had faded into forced neutrality, their voices barely masking the uncertainty creeping into their commentary.
Aritra sat perfectly still, his fingers interlaced, his face illuminated by the flashing numbers on the screen. His eyes were unreadable, cold, calculating.
Beside him, Katherine sat upright now, no longer drowsy. Her confusion was growing.
The news wasn't about Aritra's business, his projects, or his competitors. It was about a political party she had never seen him associate with.
And yet, his posture, his tension, the sharp glint in his eyes—
It was as if these numbers on the screen mattered more than anything else.
🚨 LIVE UPDATE: ROUND 10 RESULTS 🚨
✔ Maharashtra – 288 Seats
UPF – 135 (-20)
BVM – 110 (+50)
MNB – 40 (-30)
✔ Haryana – 90 Seats
UPF – 45 (-10)
BVM – 30 (+20)
PDP – 12 (-12)
✔ Arunachal Pradesh – 60 Seats
UPF – 28 (-7)
BVM – 25 (+15)
NDL – 2 (-10)
The numbers shouldn't have made sense.
Not after every exit poll unanimously declared that Bhavishya Vikas Morcha (BVM) wouldn't even register a presence.
The screen flashed red, signaling an urgent update.
"This is beyond shocking," Anchor Rajiv Khanna stammered, his voice losing its earlier confidence. "We… we have breaking developments from counting centers across all three states."
A graph appeared.
BVM had now overtaken the main opposition in multiple constituencies.
But they weren't winning yet.
They were surging.
Aritra leaned forward slightly, watching the momentum shift.
The panelists were no longer laughing. They were fidgeting, whispering among themselves.
10:45 AM – Opposition Headquarters, Mumbai
In a five-star hotel suite in South Mumbai, the Maharashtra Chief Minister, Dinesh Rathore, stared at the screen with a blank expression.
His home turf, his political stronghold of Nagpur South, was now a deadlock.
The UPF was leading by just 5,000 votes.
"We were supposed to sweep this election," he muttered, his fingers digging into the fabric of the sofa.
His party had spent billions. They had ensured caste equations were maintained. Rallied religious vote banks. Deployed their loyal ground workers.
And yet—
"This is impossible," his campaign strategist hissed. "Where the hell is BVM getting these votes from?!"
No answer.
Just silence.
A silence filled with growing dread.
11:15 AM – Inside the NEN Newsroom
The newsroom was cracking.
Not in a physical sense, but in the sheer panic radiating from the analysts.
Rajiv Khanna wiped his forehead before turning toward one of his senior political commentators, Rakesh Malhotra.
"Mr. Malhotra, the numbers we are seeing now—BVM is in second place in over 60% of all seats. Do you think this is still a statistical anomaly?"
Malhotra looked visibly shaken.
"This is not an anomaly, Rajiv. This is a—"
🚨 BREAKING: FIRST MAJOR UPSET OF THE DAY 🚨
✔ Maharashtra CM Dinesh Rathore LOSES his seat to BVM by 21,000 votes.
The studio exploded.
"WHAT?!"
For a moment, Rajiv Khanna simply stared at the screen, as if his brain had failed to process what had just happened.
The ruling Chief Minister of Maharashtra—DEFEATED?
By a party that didn't even exist six months ago?
"How…" Rajiv started, but his voice trailed off.
The graphics updated.
✔ UPF Home Minister Vikram Shekhawat – TRAILING in Mumbai North by 14,500 votes.✔ PDP Leader Ajay Thakur – TRAILING in Haryana's Rohtak by 9,000 votes.✔ NDL's Arunachal Pradesh Opposition Leader Pema Norbu – LOSES by 17,800 votes.
The numbers kept shifting.
BVM wasn't just competing.
They were demolishing giants.
11:45 AM – Jadavpur Villa
Katherine turned to Aritra, her confusion turning into something else.
Suspicion.
She didn't ask him anything.
She just watched.
Watched the way his fingers tapped against his knee, the way his posture had relaxed slightly, as if he was watching a carefully executed plan unfold.
She couldn't understand why.
But she knew one thing now.
This wasn't just some election Aritra was casually observing.
This was something more.
🚨 LIVE UPDATE: ROUND 12 RESULTS – BVM ON THE BRINK OF VICTORY 🚨
✔ Maharashtra – 288 Seats
BVM – 250 (+140)
UPF – 25 (-110)
MNB – 10 (-30)
✔ Haryana – 90 Seats
BVM – 85 (+30)
UPF – 2 (-35)
PDP – 3 (-30)
✔ Arunachal Pradesh – 60 Seats
BVM – 58 (+25)
UPF – 1 (-15)
NDL – 1 (-12)
Katherine sucked in a sharp breath.
The results weren't just shocking anymore.
They were a full-blown massacre.
12:00 PM – Opposition Panic Mode
Inside Delhi's most exclusive business club, a secret emergency meeting was underway.
Seated at the roundtable were CEOs, industrial tycoons, and billionaire financiers—all of whom had invested heavily into BVM's opposition.
One of them, Amit Goenka, CEO of a major media conglomerate, slammed his fist onto the table.
"What the hell are we witnessing?! How did they pull this off?!"
Another corporate giant, Ravi Malhotra, head of an infrastructure empire, clenched his jaw.
"We spent billions ensuring this result wouldn't happen."
A grim silence followed.
The election had been rigged in their favor.
Or at least, they thought it had been.
And yet, this mysterious party had outmaneuvered them all.
Finally, a calm voice broke the silence.
"We underestimated them."
All heads turned toward Arvind Basu, a former finance minister turned private political strategist.
He exhaled slowly.
"This was not a fluke. This was a strategic, perfectly executed takeover."
Goenka's eyes darkened.
"What do we do now?"
Basu's fingers curled into a fist.
"We stop them. No matter the cost."
12:30 PM – Jadavpur Villa
Katherine stared at Aritra.
Finally, she whispered, "…This was all planned, wasn't it?"
Aritra turned his gaze toward her, meeting her eyes for the first time in hours.
His lips curled into a slow, knowing smile.
The final results were coming.
And the world was about to learn the truth.