Dusk Till Dawn
I slammed the door of my car shut. “Take me to the airport, right now.” The driver looked in my direction as if was about to interject when I raised my finger and the tone at the same time, “That too without a question.” That was his cue to shut up and keep the car moving. I dialed a number. “Get my tickets to Kerala done right away. I’m heading to the airport straight away and yes pack a bag for me. I don’t give a damn what are the contents, just pack something and meet me at the airport.” I didn’t wait for any question or any query. I was furious as hell and I wanted sometime to cool off. The day had started at a different note. I was damn excited. I was on the verge of completing the last minute designs and within a week I was supposed to showcase them to the director of a film. But...