My Mother’s Prince - Back to the Real World - Part 33
Back to the Real World
The morning after the closing ceremony felt strangely quiet.
Suitcases rolled through the hostel corridor.
Doors opened and closed.
People who had spent three months together were now preparing to go their separate ways.
Raghav sat on the bed staring at his bag.
“This is depressing.”
“Why?” he asked.
“Because I will miss free hostel food.”
“You complained about it every day.”
“That is emotional attachment.”
The official posting list was scheduled to be announced that afternoon.
Everyone gathered in the training hall one last time.
The trainer walked in holding a printed sheet.
“Your permanent assignments.”
The room instantly became silent.
One by one, names were called.
Cities.
Departments.
Roles.
Some trainees were excited.
Some looked nervous.
Some looked confused.
“Arjun – Operations Support, Bangalore.”
Applause.
“Kavya – Process Improvement Team, Hyderabad.”
More applause.
“Sameer – Systems Coordination, Pune.”
Sameer nodded quietly.
Then came Raghav.
“Raghav – Branch Operations, Delhi.”
Raghav froze.
“Delhi?”
“Yes.”
Raghav looked shocked.
“I thought destiny loved me.”
“Apparently destiny prefers Delhi.”
The room laughed.
Finally his name was called.
He listened carefully.
“Operational Coordination – Regional Office.”
The city was the same one he had originally joined.
But the department was different.
Not a regular branch.
A regional coordination role.
The trainer looked toward him and added something.
“This role involves working across multiple branches.”
“Observing operations.”
“Improving coordination.”
He nodded slowly.
It sounded challenging.
But interesting.
After the session ended, everyone gathered outside again.
This time the mood was different.
Not excitement.
Just quiet acceptance.
Raghav walked over dramatically.
“Bro… Delhi.”
“Congratulations.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Why?”
“Because Delhi traffic is a national disaster.”
Kavya joined them.
“You’ll manage.”
Raghav sighed.
“Fine. I will bring humor to the capital.”
“That city needs it.”
Later that evening they went out together for one last dinner.
A small restaurant near the training center.
Nothing fancy.
Just good food and familiar company.
Raghav raised a glass of juice dramatically.
“To survival.”
Arjun corrected him.
“To friendship.”
Sameer added quietly,
“To growth.”
Kavya smiled.
“And to future success.”
Everyone looked at him.
He hesitated for a moment.
Then said softly,
“To patience.”
After dinner they walked back slowly.
No one was rushing.
No one wanted the evening to end too quickly.
Back in the room, Raghav suddenly became emotional.
“Bro.”
“Yes?”
“If you become big corporate leader one day…”
“Yes?”
“Remember your poor roommate.”
He laughed.
“I will.”
“And send food.”
“Of course.”
Later that night he called his mother.
“I got my final posting.”
“Where?”
“Regional coordination office.”
She sounded happy.
“That sounds important.”
“Maybe.”
Then she asked the usual question.
“Will you take care of yourself?”
“Yes.”
Before sleeping he messaged Meera.
“Training finished. Got my assignment.”
Her reply came quickly.
“Where?”
“Regional office coordination role.”
A few seconds later another message appeared.
“That suits you.”
He smiled.
“Why?” he typed.
Her reply came.
“Because you understand people.”
As he packed his bag that night, he thought about the journey.
From a boy who struggled to find a job…
To someone trusted with coordinating operations across branches.
It wasn’t a giant leap.
But it was progress.
The prince had stepped into the world.
And now…
The real work was beginning.
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