It is increasingly a dog eat dog world and nothing is permanent. It is futile to expect humans to be humane, be it your family or your workplace. If you have seen the movie movie "Up in the Air", you will understand what I mean. Whether you are the lady engineer who sacrificed time and energy to create a successful new system or a father who invested his emotion and time in your son, you are no longer immune to the dreaded pink slip. I have portrayed this world with a bit of truth and plenty of imagination. I hope this book makes us think and reevaluate our priorities. OR The home is a ground plus three storey structure. It must be about 25 years old, at the least, but badly in need of painting. The ground floor entrance leads to a very big open hall housing the administrative office. Everything is minimal, a skeleton staff and furniture, most of them, old ones, gifted by well-intentioned people and a reception area which is most of the time unattended. At the left side of the hall, behind an enclosed wall, are steep flights in a dark and mossy well of stairs. Being monsoon time, the walls are damp and smell musty. The drainpipes for terrace water are broken in many places and in some cases, do not touch the ground. Plants sprout from the drainpipes and the walls are lined with cracks, where roots have spread. Organic detritus from dog turds and cattle shit and decayed plants are prominent among the piles of organic discards in the vacant ground, at the back of the building. Trees and plants protrude vertically, in no regular order. Haphazard and disorderly, just as the minds of the inmates. With the dark monsoon clouds hovering around the sky, add a dilapidated building and depressed inhabitants, the melancholy is complete. "I am vapour and I don't exist. With my unseeing eyes, deaf ears and distracted mind, I live in a different dimension. Reality does not make any sense to me anymore". The extant remains of man.