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I took out my left foot from the left door of my premier class sedan, one can surely have a glimpse of my black scintillating shoes being landed on the earth but nothing above it as the door of my car covers the remaining me. Exerting some downward thrust onto the ground I come out of my luxurious little shelter with sun rays shining from behind as after experiencing Tyndall effect. With my hairs neatly trimmed, beard in its proper shape and a pair of RayBan over my eyes, I initiate my movement towards the office door. I don’t even get a chance to burn down my calories by following the PUSH written on the door as the guard does that for me along with a warm good morning in compliment. As I enter the office and proceed towards my cabin walking through the corridor, all the office bearers wish me and I reply them with a very generous smile and a nod of my head. Finally, I’m into my cabin with my ass on the softest and the most comfortable revolving piece of furniture. N