856)(Story_69) Roots in the Soil and the Blue Screen. _ Written by Junayed Ashrafur Rahman

 856)(Story_69) Roots in the Soil and the Blue Screen. _ Written by Junayed Ashrafur Rahman https://mywritingsjunayedmn1.blogspot.com/2019/12/about-me-junayed-ashrafur-rahman.html ✒

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*A Complete Contemporary Social Novel*

## Chapter One.

### The Farmer and the Blue Glow of the Computer

It was around 2:30 a.m. Most of the lights in the houses of Shalbesh, a small village on the outskirts of Khalatali City, had already gone out. Every now and then, the sound of a train passing along the distant railway tracks could be heard. It was a late winter night. A gentle, chilly breeze slipped into the room through a narrow gap in the window. Outside, crickets chirped continuously.

A light was still on in one of the rooms on the second floor of a two-story house. All the other lights in the room were switched off. The only illumination came from the blue glow of a computer screen, which fell across the books, notebooks, and other items scattered on the desk.

Rehan sat in front of the computer.

He was twenty-eight years old. After graduating from university with a degree in computer science, he had spent several years working as a freelancer. Finding work had been difficult at first. He had to send countless applications for every job. Sometimes clients canceled projects even after awarding them to him. On other occasions, he worked for several days only to run into payment disputes. There were even weeks when he worked every day but failed to receive a single order.

Gradually, however, things began to change.

He had developed expertise in coding, website development, search engine optimization, and digital marketing. He had also gained experience working with various international companies. Several regular clients now worked with him, and he earned a substantial amount of foreign currency every month.

His bank balance had grown considerably compared with what it had been before.

Yet there was no particular sign of happiness on his face at that moment.

He had just completed a project. After sending the final files to his client, Rehan leaned back in his chair. He then picked up the water bottle beside his desk and took a few sips.

His eyes showed signs of exhaustion. His workload had increased over the past few months. Because of the time difference, he often had to stay awake late into the night to communicate with overseas clients. Sometimes he had meetings at two in the morning. At other times, project deadlines required him to submit work before dawn.

He was earning money. He had also established a professional reputation. Yet sometimes he felt as though his entire life was becoming confined to a computer screen.

An email arrived. A new client praised his work and proposed another project. Rehan read the message and reached for the keyboard to reply. Then he suddenly stopped.

His eyes settled on an old notebook lying in one corner of the desk.

Its cover had faded, and several pages were folded at the edges. Inside were handwritten notes left by his father. They contained records of land ownership, seed purchases, fertilizer and irrigation expenses, and the quantities of crops harvested during different seasons.

His father had used the notebook while he was alive.

Rehan picked it up and turned through a few pages. At the bottom of one page, he found a short handwritten sentence:

"The soil never gives anything without hard work."

As he read those words, his father's face came to mind.

His father, Mojibor Rahman, had been an ordinary farmer. He did not own much land, but he had his own property, a strong work ethic, and a deep love for agriculture. He had spent most of his life working in the fields. Sometimes he grew rice, sometimes vegetables, and sometimes seasonal fruits.

As a child, Rehan used to accompany his father to the fields. Back then, agricultural work did not seem particularly interesting to him. He preferred playing with his friends. Whenever his father repaired the raised boundaries between plots, Rehan would sit beneath a nearby tree.

His father had never tried to force him into becoming a farmer. Instead, he encouraged him to concentrate on his education.

However, there was one thing he repeatedly told him.

"Son, whatever work you choose to do, develop the habit of producing something with your own hands. Don't spend your entire life depending on other people."

One day, Rehan had asked, "What do you mean by producing something with my own hands, Dad?"

His father had picked up a handful of soil and replied, "You can farm, run a business, work a job, or learn a trade—whatever you like. But stay connected to some kind of practical work in the real world. Life cannot run on paperwork and other people's promises alone."

Rehan had laughed and said, "What if I make a lot of money using computers?"

"Then do it. What's wrong with that? But why should working on a computer mean forgetting about the soil?"

At the time, Rehan had not fully understood the depth of his father's words.

Now he did.

Rehan knew that the internet had brought extraordinary opportunities into his life. It had allowed him to work with people on the other side of the world. He could earn foreign currency without leaving his home. His skills were valued, and he was being paid for his expertise.

But relying entirely on this system also carried risks.

A freelance marketplace could change its policies. An account could be suspended for security reasons. Payment systems could encounter problems. A client's business could shut down. Even demand for one of his skills could decline as technology continued to evolve.

He knew all this from his own professional experience.

But his concerns were not limited to avoiding risks.

He believed that life was about more than earning money. People also needed to remain connected to the real world around them. Talking to people face-to-face, buying and selling products, working on the land, and taking responsibility for an organization—these experiences all had their own value.

No matter how much he earned online, he needed to maintain a practical occupation in the real world.

It could be farming. It could be business. It could be a job. He could even pursue several activities at once.

This idea had not come to him suddenly. His father's teachings, his own experiences, and his observations of the lives of people around him had gradually shaped it into a personal philosophy.

He walked over to the window and stood there.

He could not see the fields in the darkness. Still, he knew that several rows of tomato plants stood on the land behind the house. They would need watering in the morning. The weeds also needed to be cleared.

He shut down his laptop and placed the notebook back on the desk.

Then he opened his personal diary and wrote:

"Online work is one part of my professional life. It is not my entire life."

The following morning, he began preparing to put that decision into practice.

## Chapter Two.

### The Pull of the Soil and the Harsh Realities of the Land

Rehan woke up shortly before eight in the morning. Because he had gone to bed late, his body still felt tired. Nevertheless, he did not stay in bed.

After washing his face, he went to the kitchen. His mother, Rowshan Ara, was preparing breakfast.

"You're up unusually early today."

"I'm going to the fields, Mom."

His mother looked at him for a moment.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you working in the fields. What brought this on?"

"I need to work. I can't spend all my time sitting in front of a computer."

Rowshan Ara smiled gently.

"Your father used to say exactly the same thing. Just remember not to put too much strain on your body."

"I'll try."

After breakfast, Rehan put on an old shirt and a pair of rubber shoes. He picked up a small hoe and headed out through the back door.

In the morning light, Shalbesh looked different. There were several trees in front of the houses. A narrow drainage ditch ran alongside the road. Farther away, agricultural fields stretched into the distance. Rice seedlings grew in some plots, while winter vegetables filled others.

When he reached their land, he saw Uncle Kanchan repairing the raised boundary of a field.

Kanchan had known Rehan's family for many years. He had farmed alongside Mojibor Rahman for decades. Now he was older, but his enthusiasm for agricultural work had not diminished.

When he saw Rehan, he stopped hoeing.

"Well, young man! What brings you to the fields before sunrise?"

Rehan smiled. "Uncle, the sun has been up for quite a while. I'm actually a little late."

"So, what is a big-time computer expert doing out here today?"

"Working."

"What kind of work?"

"The same work you're doing."

Rehan took the hoe from his hand and moved to one side of the field.

"How are the tomato plants doing?"

"The plants are healthy. But the weeds have grown quite a bit. We haven't been able to find any workers for the past few days."

"Then let's clear the field together today."

Uncle Kanchan studied him for a moment.

"Do you really intend to work in the fields regularly, or is this just a sudden interest?"

"If it were just a hobby, I would leave after one day. I want to work here regularly."

"Then let me tell you something. Don't underestimate farm work. After one day, your body will ache. After two days, you'll have blisters on your palms. Work for a month, and you'll understand that farming isn't just about digging soil. There's planning, timing, weather, and the market to consider."

"I want to learn, Uncle."

"Then get started."

That day, Rehan began by removing the weeds around the tomato plants. He then loosened the soil with the hoe. Wherever water had accumulated, he cleared drainage channels to let it flow away.

The work was not easy for him.

Within the first half hour, sweat had formed on his forehead. A little later, he began to feel pain in his palms. Since he was not accustomed to using a hoe, the muscles in his hands and arms started to ache.

Seeing him struggle, Uncle Kanchan said, "Take it easy. The field isn't going anywhere."

Rehan laughed.

"I never have to work this hard when I'm on my computer."

"Does that make the work in the fields any less valuable?"

"No, Uncle. In fact, I'm beginning to realize just how much effort it takes."

Uncle Kanchan replied, "You use your brain when you work on a computer. But farming requires both your mind and your body. You have to know how much water each plant needs, what kind of fertilizer is suitable for different soils, and when the crops should be harvested. If you don't understand these things, you'll lose your harvest."

Rehan listened carefully.

He realized that his childhood understanding of agriculture had been incomplete. He had assumed that owning land was enough to become a farmer. Now he understood that managing farmland required knowledge, planning, and regular observation.

After working for three hours, they took a break.

Rehan sat beneath a tree and drank water from his bottle. His palms had developed reddish marks, and the back of his shirt was soaked with sweat.

Uncle Kanchan sat beside him.

"How does it feel?"

"Good. But my body isn't feeling so good."

"You can't master everything on your first day."

"I came here because I want to learn how."

Uncle Kanchan smiled. "Your father would have been happy to see this."

At the mention of his father, Rehan fell silent for a moment.

"There were so many things Dad said that I didn't understand back then, Uncle. I understand them now."

"Some things cannot be understood before their time."

Rehan looked toward the fields again.

The previous night, he had earned three hundred dollars from a project. He had spent several hours sitting in front of his computer to earn that money. The exhaustion he felt after working in the fields for three hours that morning was entirely different.

There was no reason to look down on any kind of honest work.

One occupation had given him technological expertise. The other was giving him a sense of connection to the soil.

As he headed home before noon, Rehan decided to establish a fixed schedule for agricultural work. He would not treat farming as a passing hobby. He would approach it with a proper plan.

After returning home, he looked at his hands before taking a shower.

A small blister had formed near one of his fingers.

He smiled faintly.

Even that blister felt like an achievement.

## Chapter Three.

### The Bustle of the Market and the Business of Keeping Accounts

After lunch, Rehan rested for a while. Then he changed into clean clothes and headed toward the market.

The main marketplace serving Shalbesh was called Kashuganj Market. It was a commercial center connecting the village with several surrounding areas. People came and went throughout the day, from early morning until late at night.

Near the market entrance were shops selling vegetables, fish, fruit, and everyday necessities. Farther inside were stores selling clothing, medicine, electronic goods, and agricultural supplies.

Rehan owned a grocery and general merchandise store at the intersection. His father had established the business while he was alive. Later, Rehan had renovated it and reopened it under a new arrangement.

The store was named "Nirvor Store."

Its day-to-day operations were managed by Nibir, a distant cousin of Rehan's. Rehan himself spent at least two hours each day reviewing the accounts, purchasing inventory, and monitoring sales.

He did not regard the store merely as an additional source of income. To him, it was an opportunity to gain practical experience in running a business.

When he arrived, he saw Nibir serving several customers.

"You're here, brother?"

"Yes. Show me today's accounts."

Nibir handed him the ledger lying beside the cash box.

"Sales have been good this morning. But rice prices have gone up. We'll need to restock from the wholesale market. We're also running low on cooking oil."

Rehan opened the ledger and began reviewing the figures.

Running a store involved much more than simply making sales. The purchase price of goods, selling prices, transportation expenses, employee wages, outstanding credit, and losses from damaged or spoiled products—all of these had to be accounted for.

Rehan also maintained records of his computer-related work. Those included project budgets, client payments, software expenses, and tax documents.

# Roots in the Soil and the Blue Screen

## Part Two

### Chapter Five.

**In Search of New Opportunities**

The following morning, at 7:30 a.m., Kirayon finished breakfast and went into his room. He opened his laptop and first checked the message from the marketplace's security department. The restrictions on his account had not yet been lifted. However, he was informed that his appeal was still under review.

He reviewed all the required documents once again, making sure there were no mistakes. Then he opened the agricultural land management spreadsheet.

He needed to purchase seeds and organic fertilizer for the following week. The previous day, Uncle Kanchal had informed him that a portion of the land could be used for a new vegetable crop. However, before proceeding, they needed to determine which crops would offer the best balance between production and sales.

Kirayon gathered vegetable price data from the local market for the previous several months. He contacted local wholesalers and also checked the weather forecasts.

Then he prepared a plan.

Around ten that morning, he went to his mother and said, "Mom, I'm going into the city today."

"Why?"

"I saw a job posting from a company. They're hiring someone for their marketing department. I want to apply."

Arpita looked surprised.

"You're thinking about getting a job again?"

"I want to give it a try."

"With your online work, the farmland, and the store, will you really be able to manage a job too?"

"I'll have to organize my schedule. If I get the position, I'll make sure I fulfill my responsibilities."

Arpita asked, "Are you taking this job just to earn money?"

"No. I want to gain some hands-on experience working directly with people. I want to learn how a company operates, how employees coordinate with one another, how products are marketed, and how field operations are managed."

His mother said nothing more.

Kirayon prepared his résumé. Along with his freelancing experience, he included his involvement in business management and agricultural projects.

Then he headed into the city.

In the commercial district of Amberbest City stood an agricultural company called Orbel Agro Solutions. The company supplied farmers with improved seeds, agricultural products, and farming management advice.

Kirayon had seen the company's job advertisement a few days earlier. It was looking for a qualified marketing executive.

When he arrived at the office, he introduced himself at the reception desk. After waiting for a while, he was called into the interview room.

Three company officials were seated inside. The man in the middle was Adribaan, the company's marketing director. Beside him sat Nairish from the human resources department and another senior official.

Holding Kirayon's résumé, Adribaan asked, "You work as a freelancer for international clients?"

"Yes."

"You work in web development and digital marketing?"

"Yes."

"You seem to have considerable experience. So why did you apply for a position at our company?"

Kirayon answered calmly, "I'm not looking for a job solely for the income. I want to gain firsthand experience in how real businesses and marketing operations work."

Adribaan said, "But your current income could be considerably higher than the salary offered for this position."

"That's possible. But not every job can be measured by its salary alone."

"How so?"

"I work with clients from different countries online. Those projects have specific goals, deadlines, and financial arrangements. But working for an agricultural company would allow me to communicate directly with farmers, suppliers, distributors, retailers, and customers. I would also gain a better understanding of actual market demand."

Nairish asked, "Do you consider online income unreliable?"

"No. Online work is a legitimate and important source of income. But I don't think anyone should depend entirely on a single source."

Adribaan became more interested.

"Do you own any other businesses?"

"Yes. I run a small grocery and general merchandise store. I'm also involved in managing my family's farmland."

"How do you manage so many responsibilities at once?"

"By dividing my time. I have separate plans and responsibilities for each activity."

"Suppose you have to work here for eight hours every day. How would you manage your other activities?"

Kirayon replied, "During office hours, I'll focus on my responsibilities here. I'll schedule the store and agricultural work for other times. If necessary, I'll organize the employees' responsibilities more effectively. However, I don't want to accept responsibility for any activity and then neglect it."

Adribaan remained silent for a moment after hearing his answer.

Then he said, "Working here won't simply mean sitting in an office. You'll have to travel to different areas, speak with farmers, monitor markets, and collect information about product demand and sales. Can you handle that?"

"Yes."

"You're good with computers. But do you have any field experience?"

"I work on my own farmland and communicate with local farmers. However, I want to gain experience working in the field as part of a larger organization."

The interview lasted nearly forty minutes.

At the end, Adribaan said, "We're interviewing several candidates. We'll let you know once we've made a decision."

Kirayon thanked the interviewers and left the office.

Outside, he stopped at a roadside tea stall. Holding a cup of tea, he thought about how the job could open up an entirely new area of work in his life.

But he didn't want to spend all his time waiting for an opportunity.

He had his own farmland. He had a store. He also hoped his online work would soon return to normal.

In life, people need to prepare themselves rather than simply wait for opportunities to appear.

### Chapter Six.

**An Offer and the Test of Responsibility**

Three days later, Kirayon received a phone call in the morning.

The number was unfamiliar.

As soon as he answered, a man on the other end asked, "Am I speaking with Mr. Kirayon?"

"Yes."

"I'm calling from Orbel Agro Solutions. I'm calling to inform you about the outcome of your interview."

Kirayon listened attentively.

"We've selected you for the position of Marketing Executive. Would you be able to join us on the first working day of next week?"

A smile spread across Kirayon's face.

"Yes, I can."

"Your appointment letter will be sent to your email. It will include details about your salary and other benefits."

"Thank you."

After ending the call, he immediately told his mother.

Arpita said, "That's wonderful news. But this time, make sure you take care of your health too."

"I will."

Kirayon opened the appointment letter and read it carefully. The salary was not particularly high, but the scope of the job was extensive. The first three months would be a probationary period. If his performance was satisfactory, he would have the opportunity to receive a permanent appointment.

He carefully reviewed all the conditions.

Then he began organizing his schedule.

His office hours would run from morning until late afternoon. After work, he would set aside specific time to review the store's accounts. Agricultural activities would be handled in the mornings or on days off. His online projects would require a fixed amount of time at night.

However, doing everything every day would not be possible. He would have to delegate some responsibilities.

He called Nibesh.

"You'll need to take greater responsibility for the store."

Nibesh asked, "Why, brother? Are you going somewhere?"

"I'm starting a new job. You'll have to manage the store's daily operations more independently."

"What about the accounts?"

"Keep a record of daily sales. I'll come in twice a week to review everything. Discuss large purchases with me before placing the orders."

Nibesh replied, "All right."

Then Kirayon called Uncle Kanchal.

"Uncle, I'm starting my job next week. We need to establish a proper arrangement for managing the farmland."

"Did you get the job?"

"Yes."

"That's good news. But don't leave the land unattended."

"I won't. We'll divide the responsibilities. You'll supervise the daily fieldwork, and I'll review the production records every day."

"We'll have to work around your office schedule."

"That's exactly what I intend to do."

Uncle Kanchal said, "Your father would have been happy to hear this. But remember one thing. Don't let one responsibility suffer while you're trying to manage several others."

"I'll remember that."

That afternoon, Kirayon went to the store.

He sat down with Nibesh and introduced a new accounting system. Daily sales, outstanding credit, purchasing expenses, and cash balances would all be recorded separately.

He also reorganized the records of agricultural expenses and production.

After finishing his work, he returned to his room.

When he opened his laptop, he saw a new message from the freelancing marketplace. The documents he had submitted had been accepted. However, the final security verification was still pending.

Kirayon realized that things were gradually returning to normal.

He didn't rush anything.

Instead, he created separate plans for his job, farming activities, business, and online profession.

Then he opened his diary and wrote:

"Having several jobs doesn't mean doing everything yourself. Delegating responsibilities, maintaining records, and staying involved in every activity are also essential parts of working."

### Chapter Seven.

**The First Day at Work**

Monday morning.

Kirayon arrived at the office well before his scheduled starting time. He wore new clothes and clean shoes and carried a folder in his hand. After introducing himself at the reception desk, he was taken to the marketing department.

Several employees were already working there.

The department head, Adribaan, welcomed him.

"Welcome. I hope you'll settle into the new environment comfortably."

"I'll do my best, sir."

Adribaan showed him around the different departments. He explained the product storage arrangements, marketing operations, sales reports, and the responsibilities of field employees.

Then he took him into a conference room.

An employee was sitting there. His name was Triam.

Adribaan introduced him. "This is our field marketing coordinator. He'll guide you through the work over the next few weeks."

Triam extended his hand. "Welcome aboard."

Kirayon shook his hand.

Triam showed him several documents containing information about farmers' needs in different areas, product sales, and supply arrangements.

"Our biggest problem is that some areas have strong demand for our products, but supplies don't always arrive on time. In other areas, we send excessive quantities without properly assessing demand."

Kirayon examined the documents.

"Do we also have last year's sales records?"

"Yes."

"Do we collect direct feedback from farmers?"

"We do. But the information isn't stored in one centralized location."

Kirayon said, "Then we should start by bringing all the information together. We need to know which products are in demand in each area, when seasonal sales increase, and where supply problems occur."

Triam smiled.

"You're talking about information management on your very first day."

"It's part of how I usually work."

Kirayon quickly realized that working there would require much more than operating computers or creating advertisements. He would have to understand the relationship between the company and the actual marketplace.

He needed to understand what farmers wanted, how much they could afford, how familiar they were with the products, and what difficulties suppliers encountered.

At lunchtime, he was introduced to several employees from the department. One of them asked, "I heard you make a lot of money online."

Kirayon smiled. "I work online, and I earn from it."

"Then why are you working here?"

"To gain a different kind of experience."

"Why spend so much time working for a lower salary?"

Kirayon replied, "Not every job provides the same experience. I can apply the skills I've developed online here, and at the same time, I'll learn new things."

The employee didn't ask anything further.

Later that afternoon, Kirayon was assigned to analyze agricultural product sales data from a particular region. Within a few hours, he organized the information and prepared a brief report.

Triam reviewed it and said, "Your work is fast. However, we can't make decisions based solely on numbers without understanding what's happening in the field."

Kirayon replied, "That's exactly what I want to understand."

"Tomorrow, we'll visit an agricultural area and speak with several farmers."

"All right."

On his way home after work, Kirayon stopped at the market.

When he entered Matirekha Trading House, he saw Nibesh busy serving customers.

Kirayon reviewed the day's sales records. One product's purchase price had been entered incorrectly. He asked Nibesh to correct it.

Then he returned home and had dinner.

Around ten that night, he opened his laptop.

When he tried to log in to his marketplace account, he discovered that the restrictions had been lifted.

Kirayon stared at the screen for a few moments.

His online work was back to normal.

But the experiences of the past few days had taught him something important.

The return of his online income didn't mean he had to abandon his responsibilities in the real world.

In fact, he now had even more responsibilities to manage.

### Chapter Eight.

**Learning from the People in the Field**

The following morning, Kirayon arrived at the office early. A little later, Triam showed up with a car.

"Let's go. Today I'll show you how our field operations work."

They headed toward several agricultural regions outside Amberbest City.

Their first destination was a community called Nilkanchan, where many farmers cultivated different kinds of vegetables.

At an agricultural supply store, they met several local farmers.

Triam introduced them.

Kirayon began speaking with the farmers.

One of them said, "We buy seeds, but sometimes we don't understand the information printed on the packages. We don't always know which seeds are best suited for which season either."

Another farmer added, "When agricultural supply prices go up, our production costs increase. But crop prices in the market don't always remain the same."

Kirayon listened carefully.

He realized that the marketing department's job wasn't simply to sell products. Understanding farmers' needs was equally important.

He asked, "Do you keep records of your production costs and harvests?"

One farmer replied, "We write down a few things in notebooks, but we don't keep complete records."

Kirayon said, "If you record the costs of seeds, fertilizer, labor, irrigation, and transportation separately for each crop, it'll be easier to understand your profits and losses."

The farmer asked, "Do we really have time to keep track of all that?"

Kirayon smiled. "It doesn't have to be complicated. A few basic details will be enough."

Triam looked at him and asked, "Do you farm yourself?"

"Yes. I grow vegetables on my own land."

"Then these matters are familiar to you."

"To some extent. But the farmers here have much more experience than I do."

The farmers continued describing their problems. Some were concerned about transportation costs. Others complained about the lack of quality seeds. A few mentioned difficulties getting their produce to market on time.

Kirayon took notes on everything.

On their way back, Triam said, "You communicate well with farmers."

"That's because I'm involved in farming myself."

"Then this job should be easier for you."

"Not necessarily easier, but certainly more familiar."

Triam said, "Many employees go into the field and talk only about selling products. They don't listen to the farmers."

Kirayon replied, "Before selling a product, we need to understand why people would want to buy it. If their problems aren't addressed, simply promoting products won't build a sustainable business."

After returning to the office, he prepared a report based on the farmers' feedback.

He highlighted three important issues.

First, instructions for using agricultural products needed to be explained in simple language.

Second, the product distribution system needed improvement.

Third, farmers needed access to information about production costs and market prices.

The report was submitted to Adribaan.

After reading it, Adribaan said, "You haven't focused only on marketing. You've also highlighted the farmers' actual problems."

Kirayon replied, "If farmers don't benefit from using our products, our business will suffer in the long run too."

Adribaan nodded.

"You're absolutely right."

As Kirayon left the office that day, he felt that this job was becoming something like a new school for him.

He wasn't just earning a salary there. He was also gaining a new kind of experience working with people.

### Chapter Nine.

**The Struggle Against Time**

During the first two weeks after starting his job, Kirayon remained extremely busy.

He had to check the farmland in the morning, go to the office afterward, review the store's accounts in the afternoon, and work on freelancing projects at night.

At first, everything went smoothly.

But gradually, his fatigue began to increase.

One night, he stayed awake until dawn to complete an important project. The following morning, his head felt heavy as he prepared to leave for work.

When he arrived at the office, Triam looked at his face and asked, "Are you feeling sick?"

"No. I just didn't get enough sleep."

"That can't continue. You'll run into problems."

Kirayon smiled.

"I'm dealing with a little extra workload."

Triam asked, "Do you handle everything yourself?"

"I delegate a lot of work to other people. But I still have to oversee the important matters."

"Even so, there's a limit to how much time you have."

Triam's words stayed with him.

After work that day, Kirayon went straight home. He called the store and got the latest accounts from Nibesh. Then he spoke with Uncle Kanchal about the farmland.

Afterward, he reviewed his schedule again.

He realized that being involved in several activities and taking all the pressure upon himself were two entirely different things.

He needed to change the way he managed his responsibilities.

First, he would consider his available time before accepting new freelancing projects.

Second, Nibesh would prepare the store's daily accounts independently. Kirayon would only review them.

Third, Uncle Kanchal would supervise the daily agricultural activities, while Kirayon would handle important decisions.

Fourth, he would not use office hours for other work.

Fifth, he would reserve enough time for rest every day.

After preparing the new plan, he closed his diary.

Starting the next day, he began following his revised schedule.

Within a few days, his workload became much more manageable.

One day, Adribaan called him into his office.

"We've reviewed the farmer information report you prepared. Several of your recommendations have received preliminary approval for implementation."

Kirayon was pleased.

"Thank you, sir."

"Starting next month, I'd like to assign you responsibility for coordinating a small project."

"What kind of project?"

"A marketing and production support system that provides farmers with easy access to useful information."

Kirayon responded enthusiastically, "That would be an excellent initiative."

Adribaan said, "But it will come with additional responsibilities."

"I'm ready."

When he returned home that day, he opened his father's old notebook again.

As he turned the pages, he realized that his father had taught him more than just farming. He had taught him how to delegate responsibilities, maintain records, and understand the value of hard work.

Those lessons were now proving useful in every area of his life.

### Chapter Ten.

**A New Business Challenge**

During the first week of the following month, a problem emerged at Matirekha Trading House.

Sales had declined compared with previous weeks. At the same time, wholesale prices for several products had increased, reducing the store's profit margins.

Nibesh informed Kirayon.

"Brother, sales are down compared with last week. A few customers are starting to shop elsewhere."

"Why?"

"They say some products are cheaper at other stores."

Kirayon reviewed the sales records. Then he checked the prices at several competing stores.

He discovered that some products were indeed cheaper elsewhere, although the price difference didn't apply to everything.

Kirayon realized that his business had several weaknesses.

The products weren't arranged conveniently for customers. Some items were overstocked, while several essential products were frequently unavailable.

He reviewed the entire store operation with Nibesh.

First, they reorganized the product displays. Fast-selling items were placed near the front. They also established a separate system for checking products with expiration dates.

Then they began renegotiating prices with their suppliers.

After speaking with several wholesalers, Kirayon realized that relying on a single supplier was increasing their purchasing costs.

He prepared a list of alternative suppliers.

Within a few days, a new supply arrangement was in place.

Nibesh said, "Brother, the store is doing better now."

"We still need to keep the accounts accurate. Increasing sales isn't enough by itself."

"I understand that now."

Kirayon said, "Running a business isn't just about counting cash every day. It's about coordinating capital, products, customers, and responsibilities."

Just then, Meghrul entered the store.

He purchased several items and then said to Kirayon, "You have a better selection of products here than before."

"We're trying to stock items according to customer demand."

Meghrul said, "It would be helpful if you stocked smaller packages of certain products. People like us can't always afford to buy large quantities at once."

Kirayon took the suggestion seriously.

"That's a good idea. Thank you."

That evening, he arranged to stock smaller packages of several products.

Over the next few days, customer interest in the store began to increase.

Kirayon realized that improving a business required more than relying on his own ideas. He also needed to listen to customers.

### Chapter Eleven.

**The Invisible Competition**

Kirayon's new project at Orbel Agro Solutions was officially underway.

Its objective was to provide farmers with accurate product information and improve the distribution system according to demand in different regions.

Kirayon first created a centralized database. It stored farmers' feedback, product usage information, delivery schedules, sales figures, and seasonal demand.

Then he developed a plan for a simple digital management system.

Several company officials showed interest in the proposal.

However, a problem emerged from an unexpected direction.

A marketing employee named Vrantil believed that Kirayon's new system would reduce the importance of his own work.

During a meeting one day, he said, "We've been using our existing system for years without any problems. Why do we need to make so many changes now?"

Kirayon replied, "If there were no problems, there would be no need for changes. But because our information isn't stored in one place, many decisions are delayed."

Vrantil said, "We've worked this way for many years."

"That's true. But improving a work process doesn't mean rejecting everything we've done before."

Adribaan had been observing the discussion.

He said, "We'll introduce the new system on a trial basis. Then we'll evaluate the results before making a decision."

Vrantil said nothing further.

Kirayon realized that technical skills alone weren't enough to succeed in a real organization. People's attitudes, the boundaries of their responsibilities, and their ability to cooperate were equally important.

He decided to speak with Vrantil privately.

"You have extensive field experience. Your knowledge would be extremely valuable in the new system."

Vrantil asked, "Do you think computers can solve every problem?"

"No. Computers can organize information. But understanding the realities of fieldwork requires human experience."

"Then?"

"We can combine both."

Vrantil remained silent for a moment.

Then he said, "All right. Let's see what we can do."

Over the following weeks, Kirayon and Vrantil began working together.

The new system was introduced on a trial basis.

In several regions, product delivery times were reduced. Unnecessary inventory was also lowered to some extent.

Adribaan was pleased with the results.

He told Kirayon, "Your work is proving beneficial to the company."

Kirayon replied, "Everyone on the team contributed."

Adribaan smiled.

"That's exactly what a good coordinator is supposed to accomplish."

### Chapter Twelve.

**Land Records and a New Initiative**

One afternoon, Kirayon visited the farmland.

Uncle Kanchal informed him that the tomatoes and other vegetables had produced a reasonably good harvest. However, signs of disease had appeared on the leaves of several plants.

Kirayon examined the affected plants.

He had gathered some agricultural information, but before making any decisions, he decided to consult an experienced agricultural adviser.

The following day, an agricultural specialist visited the land. After examining the symptoms, he provided the necessary recommendations.

Kirayon carefully recorded every instruction.

Uncle Kanchal said, "We used to understand many things through experience. Now you use machines and information."

Kirayon replied, "We need both, Uncle."

"How so?"

"Without your experience, I wouldn't understand the changes happening in the field. But without keeping records, I also wouldn't know which methods reduce costs or increase production."

Uncle Kanchal nodded.

"That's right."

Kirayon then discussed making the agricultural production system more organized.

He decided that during the next growing season, they wouldn't cultivate too many different crops at once. Instead, they would select a few crops and test them on a limited scale.

Separate records would be maintained for each crop.

They would record how much money was spent, how much labor was required, how much produce was harvested, and at what price it was sold.

Uncle Kanchal said, "So we're going to manage farming like a business."

"Of course. But we still have to take care of the soil and understand what each crop needs."

"If your father were here, he'd be happy to see this plan."

Kirayon remained silent for a moment.

Then he said, "I don't want to abandon my father's old methods. I just want to add new ideas as times change."

Standing beside the farmland that day, he looked around.

There were no computers here. No messages from international clients. No office meetings.

Yet this land was also an important part of his working life.

The income from farming might be lower than his online earnings, but the work involved production, planning, and real responsibilities.

To him, that experience had a value of its own.

### Chapter Thirteen.

**The True Meaning of Income**

One Friday afternoon, Kirayon sat on the veranda of his house, reviewing his accounts.

His online income had been good the previous month. His salary had also been deposited. The store had generated a steady profit, and the farmland had brought in some additional income.

He recorded each source separately.

Then he calculated the expenses associated with each activity.

His online work involved expenses for software, internet access, equipment, and other necessities. His job involved transportation and personal expenses. The store required money for inventory, employee wages, and transportation. Farming involved seeds, fertilizer, labor, irrigation, and land maintenance.

After completing the calculations, he realized that having several sources of income wasn't enough. He needed to understand the actual profit generated by each one.

Just then, he received a message on his phone.

His old friend Trishal wanted to meet him.

That evening, Trishal came to his house.

He also worked online, but recently he had become completely dependent on freelancing.

During their conversation, Trishal said, "I heard about your new job. Is it true that you're managing farmland, a store, a job, and freelancing all at once?"

Kirayon smiled.

"Yes."

"What's the point of doing so much?"

"I'm learning something from every activity."

Trishal said, "I only work online. I earn good money every month. I don't see any reason to do anything else."

"That's your choice. But it's always good to have another area of work as an alternative."

"Why? There are so many opportunities online."

"Of course. But not every opportunity is permanent."

Trishal said, "If my account gets suspended, I'll just open another one."

"That's not always possible. A client's project could also stop. Market demand can change."

"Are you saying people shouldn't freelance?"

"I never said that. Keep freelancing. Improve your skills and earn money. But what's wrong with staying involved in some kind of real-world activity too?"

Trishal remained silent for a moment.

Then he asked, "Do you think working on farmland or managing a store is more important than earning online?"

Kirayon replied, "I'm not saying one kind of work is more important than another. Every activity has its own value. But I believe it's important for me to maintain a connection with practical, real-world work."

"Your philosophy is quite different."

"It's not just a philosophy. It's the way I manage my life."

Trishal smiled.

"Let's see how long you can keep it up."

Kirayon smiled too.

"Only time will tell."

As the night grew later, Trishal left.

Kirayon returned to his room and opened his laptop.

A new project proposal had arrived.

He reviewed the details and accepted the project after considering the deadline and payment.

Then he wrote down the following day's schedule.

He needed to visit the farmland in the morning. In the afternoon, he would prepare a report for an office project. Later, he would review the store's accounts. At night, he would complete the first part of his online assignment.

He knew that life couldn't be measured solely by how much money a person earned.

Work responsibilities, professional skills, independence, and practical experience were also important parts of life.

### Chapter Fourteen.

**The Weight of New Responsibilities**

During the following month, Kirayon's responsibilities at Orbel Agro Solutions increased.

He was appointed coordinator of a new company project. It involved collecting information from several agricultural regions, determining product demand, and organizing training activities for farmers.

Adribaan called him into his office.

"We're satisfied with your performance. That's why we're assigning you responsibility for this new project."

Kirayon replied, "Thank you."

"Remember, the project's success won't depend solely on sales. We also need to see whether farmers are actually benefiting from it."

"I understand."

"You'll have several employees working under you. You'll need to distribute their responsibilities properly."

Kirayon took the project documents.

The following day, he began his new assignment.

First, he met the team members. Some were skilled at collecting information, others had extensive field experience, and a few were particularly good at technical work.

Kirayon studied their individual strengths and assigned responsibilities accordingly.

During a meeting, he said, "Our goal isn't simply to sell products. We need to understand farmers' problems, provide accurate product information, and ensure timely delivery and product quality."

One employee asked, "Will this help us meet our sales targets?"

Kirayon replied, "Building farmers' trust will create better opportunities for sales in the long run. But we don't want to meet our targets by providing misleading information or selling unnecessary products."

The team members agreed with his approach.

Over the following weeks, the project continued to progress.

Kirayon established coordination between the office, field operations, and the digital system.

A simple form was created to collect farmers' feedback. Product information was rewritten in straightforward language. A new recordkeeping system was introduced to monitor delivery progress.

As a result, transparency in office operations improved.

One day, Adribaan said, "Your combination of technical skills and field experience is helping this project move forward successfully."

Kirayon replied, "The entire team deserves credit."

Adribaan asked, "Would you like to take on greater responsibilities in this department in the future?"

Kirayon answered, "Absolutely, if the opportunity arises. But I'll continue managing my other activities as well."

Adribaan laughed.

"You certainly lead a busy life."

"If I can keep it under control, being busy isn't a problem."

"And if you can't?"

"Then I'll have to reduce the workload."

Adribaan nodded.

"That's a practical decision."

### Chapter Fifteen.

**Facing a Test**

One morning, Kirayon arrived at the farmland and noticed that water had accumulated in several areas. It had rained heavily the previous night. A section of the drainage channel had become blocked, preventing the water from flowing out.

Uncle Kanchal was worried.

"If we don't remove this water quickly, some of the plants could be damaged."

Kirayon examined the condition of the land.

Then he joined the workers in clearing the blocked drainage channel.

While they were working, his office phone rang.

Adribaan had asked him to attend an urgent meeting.

Kirayon checked the time. The meeting was scheduled to begin in just one hour.

He told Uncle Kanchal, "Uncle, we need to finish the drainage work first. I'll stay here with the workers."

Uncle Kanchal said, "You should go to the office. I'll take care of the rest."

Kirayon thought for a moment.

Then he completed the most important part of the work and handed over responsibility for the remaining tasks to Uncle Kanchal.

He quickly returned home, changed his clothes, and headed to the office. He arrived a little late.

During the meeting, Adribaan asked, "Why are you late?"

Kirayon answered honestly, "There was an urgent drainage problem on the farmland. I had to assign the remaining work to someone else before leaving."

Adribaan said, "It would have been better if you had informed me beforehand."

"You're right. I'll make sure to notify you in advance if something urgent happens again."

The meeting began.

They discussed the progress of the new project, and Kirayon presented his report.

After the meeting, Adribaan spoke with him privately.

"I have no objection to your other activities. But if something affects your office responsibilities, you need to inform us beforehand."

"I understand."

"Managing several activities is a good thing. But other people also have expectations attached to every responsibility."

Kirayon replied, "I'll coordinate my responsibilities more carefully."

After returning home that day, he reviewed his schedule again.

There needed to be an alternate person responsible for handling emergencies on the farmland. The same arrangement would be necessary for the store.

No activity should come to a halt simply because one person was unavailable.

This realization became important to him.

Later that night, he checked the farmland records. The water had drained away quickly, and most of the plants were in good condition.

Kirayon felt relieved.

He realized that practical work didn't simply provide income. It also placed him in situations where he had to prove his ability to handle responsibility.

### Chapter Sixteen.

**A Major Decision**

Within a few months, Kirayon's life had changed considerably.

His freelancing work was running smoothly again. His position at Orbel Agro Solutions had become more secure. Sales at Matirekha Trading House had increased, and agricultural production was now being managed according to a proper plan.

But a new challenge soon appeared.

One of his major freelancing clients offered him a long-term contract. The workload would be substantial, but the payment was attractive.

Accepting the contract would significantly increase his monthly online income.

However, the terms required him to work several hours every day at specific times. He would also need to attend urgent meetings whenever necessary.

This would put additional pressure on his schedule for work, farming, and business.

Kirayon spent several days thinking about the offer.

One night, he discussed it with Arpita.

"Mom, I've received an offer for a major online project."

"That's good news."

"But accepting it would increase my workload."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I'm trying to decide whether I should accept it."

Arpita said, "Don't make your decision based only on the money. Think about your time and responsibilities too."

Kirayon replied, "It's a good project, but managing everything could become difficult."

"Then will you turn it down?"

"I don't want to reject it completely either."

Arpita thought for a moment.

"Your father used to say that before accepting an opportunity, a person should understand their own capabilities."

Kirayon nodded.

The following day, he contacted the client.

Before accepting the offer, he discussed the working hours and responsibilities. He explained that he could work during agreed-upon hours but couldn't promise to remain available around the clock.

At first, the client seemed somewhat hesitant.

Kirayon presented his professional experience and the results of his previous projects.

Eventually, they reached an agreement.

The working hours were fixed. A separate arrangement was established for urgent communication. They also agreed to divide the project into manageable sections.

Kirayon accepted the contract.

However, he didn't resign from his job. He didn't close his store or reduce his farming activities.

Instead, he prepared a new schedule for everything.

He understood that increasing his income was an important opportunity. But destroying the foundation of his life to pursue that opportunity would be a mistake.

### Chapter Seventeen.

**The Last Page of His Father's Notebook**

One Friday morning, Kirayon was cleaning an old cupboard in the house.

He found some of his father's belongings inside. There were old property documents, maps of the farmland, receipts for agricultural supplies, and several letters.

Inside a small notebook, he discovered some personal notes written by his father.

Kirayon opened it and began reading.

One page contained the following sentence:

"I don't want my son to become merely the owner of farmland. I want him to understand the value of work."

Another page read:

"Times will change. The nature of work will change. But a person must always maintain a connection with their own labor."

Kirayon slowly turned the pages.

Near the end, one sentence caught his attention.

"A person who depends only on income loses their way when that income stops. But a person who knows how to work can create a new path."

Kirayon stared at the sentence.

He didn't close the notebook.

Instead, he read his father's words again.

He realized that the philosophy he had been following in his own life was deeply rooted in those lessons.

His father had never told him that he must become a farmer. He had never insisted that he should run a store or work only for a company.

He had taught him to remain connected to work itself.

Kirayon carefully preserved the notebook.

Then he prepared to visit the farmland.

Uncle Kanchal was waiting for him when he arrived.

Kirayon told him about the notebook.

After listening, Uncle Kanchal said, "Your father used to think far ahead."

"I didn't understand it back then."

"Not everything has to be understood immediately."

Kirayon said, "Uncle, I want to manage the farmland more systematically. I also want to try producing some new agricultural products."

"Then start on a small scale."

"That's what I'm planning."

"Don't experiment with too much land at once."

"I won't."

Kirayon looked across the farmland.

This place held many memories of his life. It also carried the marks of his father's hard work.

He decided that he would no longer treat the land merely as family property. He wanted to develop it into an efficient and productive agricultural operation.

### Chapter Eighteen.

**The Work That Defines a Person**

Several months later, Orbel Agro Solutions organized a meeting to review the progress of its new project.

Farmers from different regions, marketing employees, and company officials attended.

Kirayon presented the project report.

He explained how collecting information had improved product distribution, how farmers' feedback had helped simplify product instructions, and how they had identified regional demand for different products.

During the meeting, an official asked, "How important has technology been to this project?"

Kirayon replied, "Technology has made information collection, analysis, and communication easier. But without the experience of people working in the field, it would have been difficult to understand what that information actually meant."

Another person asked, "Do you think farming will become entirely dependent on technology in the future?"

Kirayon answered, "The use of technology will continue to increase. But agriculture fundamentally involves soil, water, weather, crops, and human experience. Technology can improve these activities, but it cannot eliminate the practical requirements of production."

After the meeting, Adribaan approached him.

"Your presentation was excellent."

"Thank you, sir."

"A lot has changed since you joined our company."

"I've learned a great deal myself."

Adribaan said, "We've decided to promote you to the position of Departmental Coordinator."

Kirayon was somewhat surprised.

"Thank you."

"The new position will take effect next month."

Kirayon accepted the offer.

However, one thing was clear in his mind. A new position meant new responsibilities. He would continue moving forward while coordinating his other activities.

That evening, he returned home and told his mother.

Arpita was delighted.

"You're finally seeing the results of your hard work."

Kirayon replied, "Yes, Mom. But my workload will increase."

"Just make sure you maintain a balance among all your responsibilities."

"I will."

After dinner, he reviewed the farmland records. Then he checked the store's sales report. Finally, he reviewed the progress of his online client's project.

All four areas had become part of his life.

But he had no intention of allowing one to place unnecessary pressure on the others.

### Chapter Nineteen.

**The Real Test of Having an Alternative**

One morning, Kirayon received a message from the company of his major freelancing client.

Because of an internal business restructuring, all new projects would be suspended for several months.

Kirayon read the message and remained silent for a while.

That contract had accounted for a substantial portion of his online income.

With the work temporarily suspended, his monthly earnings would decrease.

But this time, he wasn't as worried as he would have been before.

He opened his income records and reviewed everything. He still had projects from other clients. He had his salary. The store was generating income, and agricultural production was continuing.

Of course, he would lose a significant amount of income. But his entire life wouldn't come to a standstill.

He thanked the client and asked them to contact him if future opportunities became available.

Then he reorganized his online work strategy.

He contacted several previous clients, submitted applications for new projects, and updated his portfolio.

At the same time, he continued fulfilling his new responsibilities at the office.

At lunchtime, Adribaan asked him, "You seem a little worried today. Is everything all right?"

Kirayon replied, "One of my major online clients has temporarily suspended their project."

"Will that cause you financial problems?"

"My income will decrease somewhat, but my other activities are continuing."

Adribaan asked, "Is that why you involve yourself in so many different activities?"

Kirayon smiled.

"That's one reason, but not the only one."

"What are the others?"

"I want to maintain a connection with real life. Earning money online isn't my only priority. I also value the experience of direct production and business management."

Adribaan said, "That's a good way of thinking."

On his way home that day, Kirayon stopped at the market.

Nibesh showed him the store's accounts. Sales were good, and several new products had arrived.

Then he visited the farmland.

Uncle Kanchal informed him that preparations were underway for the next seasonal crop.

Kirayon was satisfied with the progress.

After returning home that night, he wrote in his diary:

"The loss of one source of income doesn't mean every path in life has closed. But to create alternative paths, a person must stay connected to meaningful work before a crisis occurs."

### Chapter Twenty.

**A Man Grounded in the Soil**

It was a winter morning.

A light fog covered the sky above Kaldrum. Sunlight was gradually spreading across the distant fields.

Kirayon arrived at the farmland early.

Uncle Kanchal had already started working. Several laborers were planting new vegetables on one side of the land.

Kirayon joined them for a while.

Then he reviewed the production records.

There was also good news from Matirekha Trading House. Sales had stabilized, and Nibesh was now capable of managing many responsibilities independently.

Kirayon's promotion at Orbel Agro Solutions had taken effect. A small team was now working under his supervision.

He had also secured several new online clients.

Although his major client's project remained suspended, he had managed to compensate for some of the lost income through new assignments.

One afternoon, Trishal came to visit him again.

"Kirayon, I've started something after thinking about what you told me."

"What is it?"

"My family owns a small plot of land. We used to have someone else cultivate it. Now I've started growing vegetables there according to my own plan."

Kirayon smiled.

"That's a good initiative."

"But I haven't stopped working online either."

"That's the idea."

Trishal said, "I used to think that if someone earned good money online, there was no need to do anything else. Now I understand that maintaining a connection with practical work also has value."

Kirayon replied, "Everyone has a different life. Nobody has to follow exactly the same path. But developing several skills according to your abilities is always beneficial."

Trishal said, "I didn't understand your way of thinking before."

"Not everything can be understood in a single day."

As evening approached, Trishal left.

Kirayon remained standing beside the land behind his house.

He remembered his father.

Druvakkher's old notebook was still kept in a drawer of his desk. Every now and then, he opened it and read through its pages.

His father had never taught him that becoming wealthy was the only goal. He had never told him to remain confined to a particular profession.

He had taught him that people needed to remain engaged in meaningful work. They needed to produce according to their abilities, maintain relationships with others, and fulfill their responsibilities alongside earning a living.

Kirayon now understood the depth of that philosophy.

Online work was an important source of independence for him. It allowed him to use his skills in the international marketplace and earn money. But it wasn't his entire identity.

The farmland taught him the practical realities of production.

The store taught him about customer needs and business management.

His job taught him teamwork, discipline, and organizational experience.

Freelancing kept him connected to technology, independence, and the international professional world.

None of these four activities was a substitute for the others. Each had its own purpose.

Night began to fall.

Kirayon returned to his room and opened his laptop. A new message had arrived from a client. A project was scheduled to begin the following week.

He wrote a reply and sent it.

Then he prepared a schedule for the next day.

He would visit the farmland in the morning. There was an important meeting at the office. In the afternoon, he would review the store's accounts. At night, he would begin the next online project.

After organizing everything, he closed his diary.

### Chapter Twenty-One.

**The Legacy of a Philosophy**

Several months later, a small agricultural exhibition was organized in Kaldrum. Local farmers, business owners, agricultural suppliers, and representatives from several organizations attended.

Kirayon also participated, bringing several products grown on his own farmland.

His purpose wasn't simply to display his produce. He wanted to share his experience of using technology and planning in agricultural activities.

An information center had been established at one side of the exhibition for farmers. It provided information about production costs, crop market prices, product quality, and agricultural management.

Kirayon spoke with several young people.

One of them asked, "Are you a farmer, a businessman, an employee, or a freelancer?"

Kirayon smiled.

"I'm involved in all of them."

The young man looked surprised.

"How does one person manage so many different activities?"

"By assigning separate times and responsibilities to each one."

"Which activity is the most important to you?"

Kirayon thought for a moment.

Then he replied, "Whichever responsibility I'm handling at that particular time. When I'm on the farmland, the farming work comes first. When I'm at the office, my office responsibilities come first. When I'm at the store, the business comes first. And when I'm working online, my client's project comes first."

The young man asked, "So, do you think online income can never be permanent?"

"That's not what I'm saying. An online profession can become a successful, long-term career for many people. But it's unwise to consider any single source of income completely guaranteed. It's important to develop other practical skills too."

Another young man asked, "Would you have earned more money if you had worked exclusively online?"

"Possibly. But earning more money isn't my only goal. I want a life where I can use my skills, do practical work, stay connected with people, and have the ability to move from one field to another when necessary."

The young people listened attentively.

The exhibition ended before evening.

Kirayon packed his products and headed home.

Agricultural fields stretched along both sides of the road. The air carried the scent of crops. In the distance, the market lights were beginning to glow.

After reaching home, he took out his father's notebook.

He opened the last page once again.

His father's words were still clearly visible.

"A person who depends only on income loses their way when that income stops. But a person who knows how to work can create a new path."

Kirayon held the notebook close to his chest and sat quietly for a while.

Then he carefully put it away.

### Chapter Twenty-Two.

**Not the End, but a Life in Motion**

It was nearly 10:30 p.m.

Kirayon was sitting in his room, working on his laptop. A gentle breeze was blowing outside. Occasionally, the sound of vehicles came from the distant road.

A new project was open on his computer screen.

Beside the laptop lay the farmland accounting notebook. On the other side was the monthly sales report from Matirekha Trading House. Some office documents were also scattered across the desk.

Looking at everything, he couldn't help smiling.

A few years earlier, he had believed that becoming a successful freelancer would be the primary goal of his life.

Now he understood that professional success was only one part of a person's life.

People could pursue different kinds of work. Some would have jobs, some would run businesses, some would farm, and others would work in international markets through technology. Some would choose to participate in several fields at once.

There was no contradiction in that.

Problems arose when people considered one kind of work superior to everything else and closed themselves off from other possibilities in life.

Kirayon didn't want to make that mistake.

His online income was still good. He intended to continue improving his skills, learning new technologies, and working with international clients.

At the same time, he would develop the agricultural production system, manage his store, and fulfill his responsibilities at the company.

If one field temporarily came to a halt, the others would help keep his life moving forward.

However, he also understood that managing several activities required planning, punctuality, and a strong sense of responsibility. Simply having several jobs didn't automatically create security. Every activity had to be managed properly.

He finished the work on his laptop.

Then he walked over to the window.

Outside, everything was dark. He could no longer see the distant fields. But he knew they would become visible again in the morning sunlight.

He would have to visit the farmland in the morning.

At noon, there was a meeting about a new project at the office.

In the afternoon, he needed to review the store's accounts.

At night, he would complete the next part of his online client's project.

Life would go on.

Kirayon knew that some days farming might result in losses. Some days the business might suffer. His responsibilities at the office might increase, and his online income might occasionally decline.

But he no longer considered any of these possibilities the end of the road.

He had the skills to work. He had practical experience. He had relationships with people. And he was prepared to adapt to changing circumstances.

He opened his diary and wrote a few final lines.

"My life isn't confined to a computer screen. I'll use technology, work in international markets, and earn money. But I won't cut myself off from the real world. I'll work on the land, manage a business, and take a job when necessary. If one source of income stops, I'll find another path. Because my identity isn't defined solely by how much money I earn. It's also defined by how well I know how to work, how responsibly I fulfill my duties, and how effectively I keep my life moving forward."

After finishing, Kirayon put down his pen.

Before turning off the room light, he looked at the computer one last time.

The blue glow of the screen faded away.

But the work of his life did not stop.

The soil outside, now hidden in darkness, would once again become the center of new activity when morning arrived.

Kirayon knew that he was ready for tomorrow.

There would be the internet, technology, and new opportunities. There would also be farmland, markets, offices, and real relationships with people.

He had not chosen one world and abandoned the other.

Instead, he had created a balanced life for himself between the two.

To him, success meant more than simply watching money accumulate in a bank account. It meant being able to work with his own abilities, taking responsibility for his decisions, and maintaining the strength to find new ways forward even during difficult times.

The lessons his father had taught him had become the foundation of his life.

The deeper a person's roots grow into the soil, the harder it becomes for that person to lose their footing.

And the more knowledge a person gains about technology, the greater the opportunities become to strengthen those roots.

That was the philosophy guiding Kirayon's life:

No matter how much money a person earns through the internet, they should remain involved in some form of real-world work. Whether through farming, business, or employment, the connection between personal effort and earning a living in the real world should never be abandoned.

Because the virtual world can create countless opportunities, but the ability to work in the real world teaches people how to find new paths when circumstances become difficult. (The End) ©️All Right Reserved by Junayed Ashrafur Rahman

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707)After the fantasy of ministry.(মন্ত্রিত্বের ফ্যান্টাসির পরে।)– Written by Junayed Ashrafur Rahman ✒ https://mytimemyexperiencesjunayedmn1.blogspot.com/2023/06/707after-fantasy-of-ministry-written-by.html

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667)Case against AI ChatGPT. (এআই চ্যাট জিপিটির বিরুদ্ধে মামলা।) – Written by Junayed Ashrafur Rahman ✒ https://lawforjusticejunayedmn1.blogspot.com/2023/02/667case-against-chat-gpt-written-by.html http://ow.ly/Zawy104u7kO

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