Most of the artisitic minds in the planet are hidden behind factories, programmer's cubicles, management boardrooms, rickety offices. The turbulence here is that of an artist emerging out of a serenely settled engineer's life...
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Short(end) story
I was about to write a witty line here but the boss swung by my desk and said.... Good Morning! That's where the story ended.
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