My 55 words...

Dushyant, sorry for the delay my friend...got held up with some stuff. Dushyant had tagged me some days ago, so here are my 55 words...doing what I do best...throwing light on reality.

The innocent nature of my character has been reason for my exploitation. America was a blessing coz minus Deepti, the nearest associate had at least a few hundred miles between us. Come November, Amol and I would be roommates…so much for bright future, abolishing slavery, new beginnings etc. etc. Good morning misery. Hello bonded labor.