The Maze

“I am really not happy with this job”, said Divya trying to hold back her tears. “I expect more from my job. I don’t like the kind of work I do. It feels like meaningless work. I feel like I am being under-utilised.” “That must really suck,” said Prateek. “You remember my last job, right? … Continue reading The Maze

Sunday Mornings

It is 5.57 am and my eyes open. It happens on more days than not. I open my eyes just minutes before my scheduled alarm. I suddenly feel the cold wind coming in from the window as I get out of my comforter. I sit upright on the edge of my bed. Should I sleep … Continue reading Sunday Mornings