Time -6.45pm
Place -A high rise in Nariman Point- the Business District of Mumbai
Am in my Cabin watching the rain outside- and the raging sea.....
Am waiting to send a Offer Letter to a Candidate- am sure the candidate is waiting too with equal or more impatience somewhere in Bengaluru...
I was chatting with a Friend- told him I have learnt to make noises like a cat and
dog..... Of course he has stopped reacting to my statements long ago.....
My Bro and Bhabhi are waiting at home, they will leave for UK by Sunday...and I will
be all alone again....
I did not choose this Life, it chose me.....I have chosen very few things in Life.....
Free Fall can be useful sometimes
The rains have stopped now, the Offer letter is yet to leave my inbox
1 comment:
Leave your outbox - leave your outbox -- You see inbox is where you get the mail. Outbox is the place from where it .........
Oh dash it
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