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Aditi Mendiratta is a lawyer-writer based out of Delhi. Bouts of nihilism aside, she spends her days drafting contracts and nights hunched over a new age typewriter busting out yet another piece of short fiction.
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Part I Chapter 3
There were no clocks inside the room, strange how an entire conference room was built without feeling the need for one. I do not know how long we were in there for. It felt like time stopped existing on the mere account of not having a measure. It felt like days, perhaps hours had passed. I do not expect a lot from my first meetings with clients, they do tend to go as bad as this one, but there’s always a buffer with them. I leave their homes with their closed ones consoling

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Part I Chapter 2
It is simple, really. Every successful civilisation since the beginning of time had one thing in common, a system. A structure that persevered even when the people who made it succumbed to the earthly cycles of birth and death. A legacy was left behind. From the mummified kings that ruled the Egypt to the more recent suave businessmen, a legacy was all that drove them to achieve the things they did. A secret passed in the hallways of success between catching breath from havin

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One Chip Down Part I Chapter 1
Chapter 1 It is the one truth. If you have made your way to the party, you got to leave sometime. It doesn’t matter what you do, it doesn’t matter how it was. Those are just things. Good days, bad days, even the terrible ones, are just things that happen along the way. All one can be assured of at ones entrance, is ones exit. Whatever happens in between are just variables. To be fair, the only reason we were alive still is because keeping us alive was cheaper than getting rid

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