On the other side of the world, in Delhi, it's so sunny it's not funny. But, after two months, I have done enough mopping and now it's time to wake up to the reality.
Go out. Brave the sun and the heat and the dust and look for a bloody job.
Yes, for the first time in eight years I am jobless again and this time, at (I wanted to write my age here and then decided not to, let's say, post-33,) --, it's a serious business. But what's done is done. You live to regret it.
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