Rain was not ready to give up this year, reminding him of the year he moved into this city with everything new just like the rain. (Story in caption) Rain was not ready to give up this year, reminding him of the year he moved into this city with everything new just like the rain. Whenever it rains brings new with it, good or bad but new. He was filing this very audit sheet and sealing the last box of assets as his office started to wind off. Worried with what and where he will head on to after the place he is working in. "If you have you finished off packing that thing, come down to the office area, the tea is ready." Sanjeev's voice broke his concentration. He nodded in affirmation and moved with Sanjeev leaving the box behind. They sat down grabbing the tea cups, staring at each other through the tea steam. "We won't be sitting at this chair from tomorrow onwards Sanjeev. I wish I could've done some more." "Yeah, I still remember how we fought for sitting on the same chair the very first week we were here." Said Sanjeev. Yeah, I think I need to move to another city. It's about time I get a make over for everything, it's about time to shed this skin and breath a fresh new air. "You shouldn't be living the nomadic life anymore" said Sanjeev.