Zayed Aziz Bhat

About the author

Zayed Aziz Bhat was named after a man cut from the same cloth - his grandfather. Fierce. Defiant. Built for war, not obedience. The kind of man who answered to no one. Just like him. That blood runs through Zayed like a curse and a crown. By 14, he trained like he was preparing for war - benching 100 kilos, running distances men twice his age feared. No praise. No guidance. Just repetition and pain. That's how he liked it. Cambridge accepted him — one of the most powerful universities on Earth. He walked away. Not out of fear. But because he's never obeyed rules. Never was. Never will. When the world locked down, he opened a trading account. `20,000 in. 1.2 crore out. No noise. No mentors. Just a sharp eye and a colder will. This book is not ambition. It's memory. It's blood remembering blood. Written for the man who raised storms with his hands. And for those born with fire they never asked for. This isn't a biography. It's a bloodline refusing to die quietly.