My Favourite Cousin
I glanced up at the clock and it showed 10:10 PM. It was well past the regular working hours of normal people but I was still at office. The worst part was that it wasn’t out of ordinary for me to work for 14 hours a day. That is what you pay for being a banker. I wondered if this is the life I signed up for when I came out of my B School, beaming with confidence. But then, that is a different story in itself. My vision shifted back to my laptop screen and I saw something interesting. I was...