Shivaay is in the middle of a very important meeting with international partners to discuss potential mergers and acquisitions. The room is tense, everyone focused and taking notes when Shivaay's phone suddenly buzzes. He glances at the screen quickly, then dismisses it, keeping his attention on the meeting.
Shivaay spoke with authority, "So, as I was saying, our company's expansion plan—"
His phone buzzes again, and this time it's a flood of notifications. Texts, social media alerts, and images popping up one after the other. He shakes his head, trying to ignore them, but curiosity gets the best of him. He picks up his phone and unlocks it quickly.
Anika's name flashes on the screen with several messages. The first one catches his attention.
"Green Flag Status! 👏 Shivaay Singh Oberoi spotted eating Vada Pav on the streets, like a true man of the people! 😂"
He sighs in frustration, but just as he's about to put the phone down, a new notification pops up. Anika has sent him something again—a meme, a cheesy edit of him devouring a vada pav with a silly background song playing. The caption reads: "Shivaay Singh Oberoi: The Man Who Doesn't Need the Forbes List, Just a Vada Pav!"
And then, Anika texts him again. "Look at this edit, Shivaay! 😂 This is going viral!"
Shivaay sighs again and mutters under his breath. "What is this woman up to now?"
Trying to silence his phone, he accidentally taps on the video and the sound blares through the speakers in the room. The screen shows him with a dramatic close-up of eating vada pav, while a ridiculously cheesy Bollywood track starts playing in the background: "Aaj ki raat, vada pav ke saath!"
The entire room freezes for a moment as the song echoes loudly, and everyone looks at Shivaay in surprise. His face turns beet red. Shivaay panics. "No—No! Turn it off!"
But it's too late. The entire office has already seen the meme. One of the partners, who has clearly been following the trend, bursts out laughing. "I didn't think I'd ever see the day! Shivaay Singh Oberoi—out on the streets with a vada pav and... this soundtrack?"
Shivaay's cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I—I wasn't even eating vada pav! I was just... walking—"
The other partner pipped in. "Of course, of course, Mr. Oberoi. But the internet doesn't lie! I mean, look at this edit. You're practically a meme now."
Shivaay gives a tight smile, trying to regain some of his composure, while the other partners share amused glances. He realizes he's lost the room entirely.
Shivaay half grinned trying to salvage his dignity. "Let's... let's focus on the meeting, shall we? This is a serious matter. Not an internet circus."
But no one's listening. They're too busy laughing at the meme and sending each other screenshots of the video.
His business associate teased him, "Who knew? The vada pav king is also a business mogul! The perfect combination!"
Shivaay defeated glanced at his mobile. "God. I need to talk to my wife."
******
Later that day, Anika is sitting in the living room, enjoying a cup of coffee, as her phone buzzes non-stop with notifications. She is absolutely delighted, sending Shivaay's meme edits to her friends, laughing at the way it's gone viral.
Shivaay walks into the mansion to see his wife laughing and crying. He shakes his head.
No sooner does she spot him, than she yelps excitedly. "SHIVAAY! You're trending, Shivaay! Green Flag Vada Pav King. The world loves you!"
Her phone dings with more notifications, and she's laughing so hard she can't breathe. She feels Shivaay's stare burning her so she looks at him. But she is barely able to contain her amusement.
She grins and teases him, "Hey, Mr. Viral Star! How's life now that you're an internet sensation?"
Shivaay's frustration bubbles up. "Anika! You have got to stop sending me these memes. I'm trying to maintain my dignity here. You've already destroyed my reputation in front of the entire office!"
Anika throws her head back and laughs. "Oh please, Shivaay! You looked so cute with that vada pav! The internet loves it! You've officially earned your spot as the people's champion."
Shivaay's face and voice are deadpan. "I am not a champion, Anika. I'm a businessman. Now, could you please stop sending me edits of me with cheesy songs?"
Anika playfully nudges him. "Nope. The vada pav song is too good! It's going to trend for days."
Shivaay sighs in defeat, knowing that this viral moment is out of his control. Grumbling, he sinks into the couch. "I'm never eating vada pav in public again."
Anika chuckles. "Oh, but you were so good at it! You might as well embrace your new title: Shivaay Singh Oberoi, Mumbai's new Vada Pav King."
Despite the foolishness of the whole situation, Shivaay smiled a little. "Fine. Fine. But I expect you to be there next time to make sure it doesn't turn into a national headline again."
Anika laughed again. "I can't promise that, but I'll definitely be there with my camera ready."
