As i canter through the local trains and then onto an auto every morning, the humidity takes its toll.. Little beads of sweat form all over your body till whatever place you can feel.. And then the sweat army marches on flowing all over.. You just feel like ripping your clothes apart and getting into a pool of cold water keeping the sun away.. But unfortunately this is no filmy dream sequence.. You have to reach office and hence gotto survive this sweat slaughter..
Once you reach office, the first whiff of air conditioned air that blows on you feels like heaven.. It definitely feels like transcending between two worlds.. Leaving the hot, sweaty place and going into the cool, dreamy realms.. And then your work starts.. Whether you love your work or not, i am sure if you are an office-goer travelling by buses and locals, you are definitely gonna be hating your travel all the more..
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