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“I am going to die” I gasped, rummaging through the documents I had prepared. Am I feeling unprepared for the most important day of my life tomorrow? It is a life or death kind of meeting for me. Two years of slogging must not go in vain. “Come on, where have you been hiding?” I muttered, searching furiously. “Ah! There you are. I am saved” I picked the project module and filed it carefully. Earlier, I took a day off for the preparation which otherwise should have been a routine consultation, consumed the entire day. By the time we reached home, the clock chimed at 8 pm. I placed the blue file in the cupboard. The clothes from my closet lay erratic. As it nears 10 PM, I held my lucky trousers in front of my eyes. That portrait in the wall is visible through the hole in it. “You are at home and you can't even do the simplest thing for me”. I scowled and the floors echoed. I placed the empty coffee mug on the table where it formed a perfect circle stain. “I have been asking y