Eagle Eye #BlogchatterA2Z

“Boss is going to be late,” announced Sam smiling, “he is stuck in traffic.” Sam drove like a maniac, jumped a few red lights, to make it on time for the meeting.  The meeting turned out to be a training session for young trainees in the department.  Read : Director, the Dictator As everyone was ushered... Continue Reading →

Compromise #FridayFictioneer

“So suffocating,” thought Mamata looking at the green belt, “who knows what lives in the bush; I am not a forest dweller.” “Do something,” Mamata declared war on the real estate agent, “if you want me to move.” “Such refreshing green,” her husband tried to reason, “ generates oxygen, supports birds, I wake up to... Continue Reading →

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