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The insane and maddening traffic, Non-sense chatter over the FM...  Non-stop deluge of emails… Endless meetings…  Mindless presentations … Meaningless social networking …  Die-hard liars …  Desperate but illegitimate lovers …  Suicidal co-worker …  Senseless client calls …  Soul stinking ass lickers …  Sweat shops and slave drivers …  And a Stressed   out super mom … There was only so much she could take during the course of a day at work. Mentally exhausted, she  decided to call it a day.  Little did  she realize, all day she had left her mobile phone in the car. 18 missed calls from home.    Her heart skipped a beat,  her blood pressure went on a roller coaster. She was sweating and panting and tears rolled down her eyes . How can I be so forgetful? My bad, I should not be so careless. ..  She cursed herself as she dialled home to return the call.   Her seve...

A to Z reflections Four generations: Three continents: Two world wars: One village    These were tales spanning four generations spread across three continents in between and after the two world wars of people who set forth under different circumstances from one small village called Agaramangudi.    The story line traversed through different time lines, locations or incidents with no particular order. The only order being the alphabetical one – A to Z meant purposefully for the A to Z challenge.  This was my attempt at writing slices of what I one day hope to be a full fledged novel. Much as I love the magical art of the written word, I am a lazy, sloppy, pessimistic  procrastinator.  The reason I signed up to the A to Z challenge was that it would keep the lazy sloppy pessimistic procrastinator in me on my toes.  This year my preparations had begun since the new year.  It was a part of...