A loaf of bread; for this we work day and night. I work in a private company, and it is in the eighth floor of a building. Every day it takes me 30 minutes to travel from my home to office by car. So my car is my bathroom.  I make-up, sing, cry, yell and even abuse whom I wanted to.  I have always tried to wear a fake smile on my face so that I may get my salary every month without delay.

When I reach office and call for the lift, the button for the eighth floor is the switch that changes me from one person to another.  I always believe that ignoring is the best tool than responding.  I have always followed that; but at times, I also trust in the Newton’s third law – For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. Today was the day; I lost my temperament and reacted.  The result – I was sacked.  I loved my company but they killed me.