Annual department party in a resort where Anum sat, bored, surrounded by colleagues as the emcee tried to entertain them and failed miserably. Now, he was doing crowd-work. With a sigh, Anum got up. She could be somewhere else for this one. Another glass of water would certainly help. “Look, who we have…
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Little Stories | On The Rocks
As soon as she left the hospital, she took a deep breath. The breath that had been trapped behind the mask all day seemed to have been released from her lungs now. The patients of the day, their relatives, injections, medicines, files — all were echoing in her mind like a crowd. The street…