The
interview had held a lot of promise, one of the better ones she had given in
recent times. Nevertheless, waiting for the elusive call was unnerving. She
went about the everyday chores, no longer languorous. The meals were planned especially
their calorie content checked, examined her closet, deeming most of the clothes
as good enough for office wear. She checked her inbox a dozen times a day. The
phone went everywhere she went. At lunch, a beep. Unlocked the screen in
nervous excitement. The message read, “It’s our pleasure to invite you to Exhale
holiday homes, nature awaits you.”
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Glad you made it this far...would love to hear your take on the words scribbled. A comment every now and then keeps the blues away. :D
Since, crazy Mr. Blogspot won't let me reply to the comments here (is upset with the water ladies ever since they refused to verify visitors)...will do the next best thing, drop in to your blog to say my Vanakkam/Namaste/Salaam/Hello.