Nisha looked at the watch as she flipped through the papers while her fingers danced on the keyboard as fast as they could. “Hey Nisha, Hitesh wants to see you,” informed Mitali. “Oh! Ok,” exclaimed Nisha...
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Traversing the deserted memory lane treasuring glimpses of my childhood reminiscing shades of myself a sudden realization shuddered me I forgot to live An immature amenable child I followed the path led by adults teenage soon...