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Returns
Neon tendrils in shades of crimsons, tangerine's, salmon's and honey weaved seamlessly together in a flawless tapestry as a new beginning whispered on the distant horizon. Before her, hundreds of cockatoos flocked together like a white sail as they celebrated the dawning of another day. The crisp dewy air of another Spring morning had her inhaling deeply as she looked out across the glass like surface of the lake, it's navy surface set alight in the brilliant colouring of the approaching dawn. The moment, however fleeting andwww.onedoor.cc seemingly insignificant pulled on something deep within her as she f...
All things are attached
It was the happiest day for Sarla on the occasion of passing post graduation in architecture with flying colors. She started her own office in the heart of Bengaluru city. On the first anniversary of her office, she got a prestigious client Mohan Construction company Limited based in Pune Jayant was a structural engineer who joined the same company just six months before Sarla got this assignment. Sarla was quite surprised to see Jayant at the new project site. She and Jayant were childhood friends. They were meeting after six years. The occasion was the launch of 500 apartment complex at the ...
The long and short of it
The dust travelled high up to the heavens and gusted tremendously in great turbine pools of acrid beige particles. Ground so dry, sweat drops would make the sand mites sing at the surface. The sun was almost calling it a day, as it leant on the tip of the mountain-scape. The hilly monolithic view as a background, made way for the sandy foreground, where no life seemed to teem but a common black crow and three black silhouettes in the distance, atop four legged beasts. Heat waves swung out like capes around these silhouettes and the beasts shook their manes in the distance sluggishly to try and...
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“Good morning. I’d like to withdraw $368,000 please.” Vonn forced himself to stifle an unprofessional guffaw. She had to be joking. There was no way the woman standing on the opposite side of the counter had the means to make that sort of withdrawal. He knew all of the bank’s customers that dealt in high number transactions. They were here all the time and he’d never seen this woman before. That was enough of a tell on its own. “Our bank has certain limits to daily withdrawals for most customers. I’m going to need to get some information from you,” he said. His voice was warm, cordial. The cor...