The Island

The pressure was unbearable. It felt as if everything will crush into nothing. I raised my head and looked around only to see thousands of heads swarming in every direction. Everyone was pushing forward. I tried to remember what happened, how I got there but couldn’t recall anything. All I had was this unexpected andContinue reading “The Island”

Daily Diaries

Sidhharth collected the prints and began to study the various graphs and charts that showed the various aspects of the work being done at various levels in the company. “Crap!” He frowned and drew a big circle at one of the bar charts, highlighting a data input mistake. He checked the time on his mobileContinue reading “Daily Diaries”

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A blog full of humorous and poignant observations.

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