He called me while he was driving in the countryside. It was a Saturday evening submerged in low spirits, as we have been fighting. When his phone number flashed, I hastily picked up and was prepared to say sorry. No words were exchanged with a long silence on his...
I just received the call on the secure phone line from the CIA. They warned me about Tokyo’s fast reactions; following the escalation of conflicts between the United States and Japan an hour ago. “Your facial expression displays shocks and concerns after...
Strangers. Friends. Lovers. Strangers again. It was one of those unremarkable business trips on a Friday, outbound from London to Vienna. The morning rain dazzled outside as I dragged my tired self to the Business Class lane. Throwing the Financial Times copy on the...
He could not remember how long it might have been since she was gone. The thoughts of her came in waves of varying intensity, often happened once every few weeks. This time, his stream of thoughts were overwhelming, leaving him defenceless like a bird without feathers...
“Have you ever thought about optimising love?”, she asked, after a few drinks. We were in a quiet Victorian bar with a high ceiling, wooden and leathery decor. “I don’t think this is a rather appropriate topic.” hesitantly, I replied....
“Why did you choose what you do?” asked the Monsieur. I was surfing on my computer while he was folding his work shirts and cleaned his wardrobe. I looked at him. “You meant why I chose which job to apply for when I had no clue?” “Yeah....
