A Tale from Two Decades Ago This story unfolds two decades back when the winds of computerization were sweeping through our bank/ branch. During that technological transformation, I found myself caught in a web of superstitions that added a unique… Read More ›
The Fortune Teller: A True Story Life is like a blank sheet of paper, and we try to make it beautiful by spreading different colors on it. My life journey has also been different, which not only gives me peace… Read More ›
Hello, my dear friends, Today’s daily writing prompt brought a nostalgic smile to my face as I found myself immersed in the treasure trove of my childhood memories. I couldn’t help but recall a delightful incident that I’m eager to… Read More ›
यह बात है उन दिनों की, जब हमारे बैंक में कम्प्यूटराइजेशन (computerization) हो रहा था | मुझे कंप्यूटर के बारे में ज्यादा अनुभव नहीं था | इसलिए मेरे अलावा कुछ और स्टाफ इसे लेकर काफी परेशान थे | हमारे मन… Read More ›
A Refreshing Escape in the Heart of Kolkata Friends, gather around and raise a glass to nostalgia. Today, I want to take you back in time, to a bustling city, a lively atmosphere, and a drink that holds a special… Read More ›
The Tale of the Magical Shirt In the fast-paced world of banking, where promotions are highly sought after and success is hard-earned, sometimes the most unexpected things become the catalysts for change. In this tale, I share the story of… Read More ›
The phone jingled, breaking the silence of my quiet moment. “Hello, Varma Sir, do you recognize my voice?” came a familiar tone after a pause. I found myself wandering to identify the voice. “Yes, today, an old friend reached out… Read More ›
In the tapestry of our lives, certain moments stand out like vibrant threads, weaving a story that resonates through the years. One such vivid thread in the fabric of my memories is the day I embarked on my first Bullet… Read More ›
Childhood days, oh what cherished times they were. As I reflect upon them, a smile spontaneously graces my lips. When we are children, our heart’s desire is to grow up quickly — to break free from the shackles of education… Read More ›
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