I saw myself at a mansion. I was alone. I remembered looking at a pack of hounds tearing apart an alive human body from a window while standing over the fireplace stand. He was an acquaintance, but I was too scared to go out to help him, I was too scared to move. I ate cold food, didn't leave the mansion for the fear of those hounds. I couldn't contact anyone. I was cold, had a blanket to keep me warm. I wanted to get rid of those hounds, preferably destroy all of them.
Hi! I am working as a researcher and a developer at Tata Research, Development and Design center, Pune. I am a retired member of Madhapur Toastmasters. I like watching movies, sitcoms and reading novels. I enjoy writing.