Raja’s Wild Ride in knowing The Universe

Raja stood frozen outside the Pearson's Law Firm, staring at the sign like it had personally insulted him.

He felt like dejavu but quickly composed himself and gave his name at reception.

Then suddenly from the elevator came running Meghan Markle lookalike (aka Rachel Zane).

"Hold on… this is Pearson's Law… Jessica Pearson…?"

A realization hit him harder than a bludger to the face.

Maya, the ever-sassy system AI, chimed in.

Maya: "Yes, congratulations on finally using that brain of yours. This universe is composed of major TV dramas with Harry Potter as the core reality."

Raja: "WHAT?!"

Maya: "Oh, don't act surprised. You literally recruited Jessica Pearson and Jan Levinson, and you didn't even bother checking their full names. You were too busy admiring their intelligence… and other sexy assets."

Raja: "...I feel personally attacked."

Maya: "Good. Maybe you'll start paying attention to details now."

As Raja processed the revelation that he had unknowingly built a billion-dollar empire with two of TV's most powerful businesswomen, a very familiar Meghan Markle lookalike (aka Rachel Zane) approached him.

Rachel: "Sir, is there a problem?"

Raja: "Oh, no, just having an existential crisis. Totally normal."

She gave him a strange look but quickly composed herself.

Rachel: "Mr. Specter is expecting you."

The name Harvey Specter rang in Raja's ears like a divine bell of opportunity. His eyes gleamed.

Raja (to Maya): "This… this is my moment."

Maya: "Oh no… please, just behave for once."

Raja: "Never."

Raja stepped onto the office floor of Pearson's Law, soaking in the presence of Harvey Specter, Louis Litt, Donna Paulsen, and Rachel Zane.

Harvey was already sizing him up—calculating, analyzing. Raja smirked. He knew that look.

They shook hands, and Raja locked eyes with Harvey.

Raja: "So, what's your conclusion after analyzing me?"

Harvey's poker face faltered for just a second, but he quickly recovered.

Harvey: "I wasn't analyzing you."

Raja: "Oh, please. I could practically feel the heat from your mental deduction beams. It was like a soft version of Jessica's legendary 'I see through all your lies' stare."

Donna: "Oooooh, he's good."

Harvey smirked but said nothing. Raja was winning.

They moved to the conference room, where Donna, Rachel, Louis, and Harvey waited for Raja to spill his story.

Donna: "Alright, mystery man, name, age, family, and how do you know Jessica?"

Raja: "Rudra D. Raja Kumara. Twenty-one. Orphan. And how did I meet Jessica?"

He leaned back dramatically.

"Ah, my fateful 18th birthday in Las Vegas—"

Rachel: "Oh, this is going to be good."

Raja: "I won a jackpot slot for half a million dollars."

Collective gasps.

Raja: "Then, like the responsible adult that I definitely was not, I used $10,000 to play blackjack the next day and won another half a million."

Louis: "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!"

Raja: "Nope. I'm Raja."

Donna: "I like him."

Raja: "Then, you'll love this—I got banned from casinos. For being too lucky."

Rachel, Donna, and Louis burst out laughing. Harvey just shook his head in disbelief.

Raja: "So, I went to New York to celebrate my winnings and found Jessica drinking at a bar. Naturally, I used my unquestionable charm to impress her."

Rachel: "Let me guess, she wasn't impressed?"

Raja: "She laughed at me for an hour straight."

Donna cackled.

Raja: "Then the next night, I met Jan Levinson, who was drowning her business frustrations in tequila. Tried to cheer her up. Same reaction—uncontrollable laughter."

Louis: "This… this is the greatest origin story I have ever heard."

Raja: "But then… the magic happened. The next morning, I called both of them for breakfast, handed them a million dollars each, and told them: 'Use it, invest it, if it makes a profit, cool, if not, don't worry about it.'"

Silence.

Louis: "And they just… took it?"

Raja: "Oh no, first they laughed again. But then, they thought about it for exactly 24 hours, and the next day, Shadow Corporation was born."

Harvey leaned back, arms crossed.

Harvey: "So let me get this straight. You built a billion-dollar empire by gambling, being charming, and giving away money?"

Raja: "Yes. Some people collect stamps, I collect powerful women."

Donna choked on her drink.

Rachel: "Excuse me?"

Raja: "Businesswomen! Powerful businesswomen!"

Harvey: "Uh-huh."

Louis was now fascinated.

Louis: "Where did you go to school?"

Raja: "Ah, you see… I was too busy being a child genius to waste time in a university."

Harvey: "Sounds fake."

Raja: "Jessica and Jan banned me from going to law school or business school after I casually solved a $10 billion legal issue in five minutes and created a full blueprint for a redevelopment project."

Harvey and Louis (simultaneously): "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO DID THAT?!"

Donna and Rachel: "Wait… you're the legal prodigy Jessica keeps talking about?!"

Raja beamed.

Raja: "The one and only. She called me too dangerous for the academic world."

Donna: "So, just to be clear, you're an orphan, a multi-millionaire, a business genius, and an expert in law without a degree?"

Raja: "And extremely good-looking."

Louis: "I AM SO MAD RIGHT NOW!"

Harvey: "You're either the luckiest man alive or a con artist."

Raja: "Or both."

Rachel: "So what are you doing in New York now?"

Raja: "Honestly? I was visiting Jane and Jessica they both are in Texas and asked me to tour New York and visit the law firm and check on you guys."

Long silence.

Donna: "…Wait. WHAT?"

Harvey: "You didn't know?"

Raja: "Surprise! Don't worry I wont complain."

Harvey facepalmed.

Maya (inside Raja's head): "You absolute moron."

Raja: "Well, line up let me read your palm for checking your personality."

Raja: (cracks knuckles dramatically) Alright, peasants—uh, I mean, esteemed legal professionals. Line up! Let me read your palms and reveal your deepest secrets… or at least mildly embarrass you.

Raja: (grabbing Rachel's hand and squinting at her palm) Ah-ha! You're ambitious, but you refuse to ride on your family's coattails. Working hard for that law degree, huh?

Rachel: Wow, that's spot on!

Harvey: [snorting] Oh, please. A five-minute Google search could tell you that.

Raja: (smirking) Harvey, my guy, if you don't zip it, I'll tell everyone what your love line says about your tragic emotional unavailability.

(Harvey crosses his arms but stays silent. Rachel giggles.)

Raja: [grabbing Donna's hand] Oh-ho! Now this is interesting. A people person with god-tier communication skills, manipulative finesse, and an unshakable work ethic. Constantly striving to meet her boss's expectations…

Donna: [smirks] Sounds about right.

Raja: You're basically the puppet master of this firm. If anyone thinks they're in charge, it's only because you let them believe it.

Donna: [winking] You're good.

Harvey: [grumbling] Tell me something I don't know.

Raja: Sure. Her stress lines also say she's been restraining herself from slapping you at least five times a day.

Donna: [nods sagely] More like seven.

(Harvey glares. Donna grins.)

Raja: [grabs Louis's hand and gasps dramatically] Oh, boy. This is deep. Everything about you is great—except for one tiny issue.

Louis: [eagerly] What? What is it?

Raja: You desperately want to be number one. But, my friend, fate has placed you in an arena with someone who has better looks, more talent, ridiculous amounts of luck, and, worst of all… better communication skills.

Louis: [horrified] Oh my god, IT'S HARVEY, ISN'T IT?!

Raja: [placing a solemn hand on Louis's shoulder] The stars do not lie, Louis. Your greatest enemy… is Harvey's jawline.

Louis: [dramatic whisper] Damn you, Specter.

Harvey: [smugly] Can't argue with destiny.

Raja: My advice? Stop obsessing over being number one, and you'll be the happiest man alive.

Louis: …And if I don't?

Raja: Then you'll die mad about it.

(Louis gasps in existential crisis.)

Raja: [grinning] And finally, the man of the hour. I already know you don't want to believe anything I say, but for the sake of my audience…

(Harvey reluctantly holds out his hand. Raja stares at it for a long moment before sighing dramatically.)

Raja: Harvey, my guy… God gave you everything. Talent, looks, charm, luck—literally a plot armor package.

Harvey: [smirking] Sounds accurate so far.

Raja: But here's the problem… Your ego is so inflated that you keep creating your own problems just so you can solve them and look cool doing it.

Donna: [muttering] That explains so much.

Raja: And guess what? Your biggest problem hasn't even happened yet. It'll be something huge, caused by no one but YOU.

Harvey: [raising an eyebrow] Oh yeah? And what's that supposed to be?

Raja: [shrugging] No clue. Could be personal, could be professional, could be you betting your entire firm on a coin toss because your ego said "Do it, coward."

(Harvey looks mildly alarmed. Donna and Rachel exchange knowing looks.)

Louis: [smirking] Maybe it'll be losing to me.

Raja: [pats Louis on the head] That's adorable. No.

Raja: Well, folks, that concludes today's Mystical Palm-Reading Extravaganza™. Tips are mandatory, and I accept 100$ notes only, high-end whiskey, and exorbitantly expensive suits.

Harvey: [folding arms] Not happening.

Raja: [grinning] That's fine. I'll just tell everyone that your fate line suggests you'll end up married to Louis.

Louis: [choking] WHAT?!

Harvey: [horrified] ABSOLUTELY NOT!

(Donna cackles. Rachel is in tears laughing. Raja bows and exits like a king.)