Seriously, how many "urgent" files can these guys give me at any given moment?

Are you even kidding me right now?

And now they're talking about the weekend plans! How come one does not get tired of drinking with the same people every weekend? And drinking every weekend?

Could I hate my job anymore?

Could I hate my life anymore?

Possibly not.

That's it. I'm resigning. I'm going to type that letter right now.

I'm typing.

I'm typing.

"Ashish! In the conference room, right now!"

Phew!

I hate this job.

One more day gone. I can get through this. I've spent two years of my life here doing one more day, I can do more. Yes, I can.

I think I'm going to call in sick tomorrow.

I'm going to Netflix and chill all day tomorrow.

Shit! There's a meeting with that client.

Day after tomorrow. I'm calling in sick day after tomorrow.

I hate this traffic.

"Bhaiya! Stop right here. I'll walk."

"Okay. 100 rupees please"

Why have I never noticed the sea?

This is so beautiful.

I could look at this all day and not regret it at all.

Seriously, why have I never noticed this before?

Do I really think about myself that much?

I'm pretty selfish, aren't I?

This just sucks.

I don't want to go back to that job tomorrow.

I hate my job.

I hate that traffic.

I hate this city and the fact that it's still alive post midnight!

I hate these clothes!

I hate the morning emails and evening fucking conferences!

I fucking hate... myself! I hate myself.

That's it. I'm going away. I'm going away, right now.

Right now.

Well, the water's surprisingly cool.

Finally, something feels good.

Haha. I never thought I could do this.

I can't take those lights anymore.

How far do you get away from the city that never sleeps?

Very.

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