Roleing

Chapter Three As a copywriter, no conversation feels lull to me. Nicole and I are the kind of people who enthusiastically discuss work. Sometimes, she’s the best soundboard I can have. Though she isn’t from an advertising background, my wife can definitely give me a run for my money. I’d recently been working on this particular campaign. With AI disrupting the way we operate, a prominent client that my agency extends its service had this requirement. They needed a campaign that would have visuals created solely by AI. To cut things short, I had this presentation that I needed to pit

Chapter Two Now that you have a clear picture of our living arrangement, more importantly, about Nicole and me, let me dive right into how things unfolded on the day of our anniversary. Both of us decided to get off work early. As most weekends were spent at pubs, and traveling, we decided to celebrate at home. While Nicole took up the task of ordering food and alcohol, I happily cleaned our apartment, set the mood, and ordered a small cake to amp up the vibe. 07:00 PM The soft light across our home was turned on, a tall bottle of white rum, coke and glasses were laid out on t

While I may have my fair share of imperfections, one thing I can proudly claim is that I'm unwaveringly loyal. However, the love I have for my wife is far from the wholesome sugar coated fairy tales. There’s definitely no till death do us apart and soul mate theory bullshit in our relationship. Love between us manifests itself through acceptance, mutual respect, tolerance and providing each other space to breathe. My wife possesses a remarkable blend of qualities – love, care, empathy, and sweetness. Simultaneously, she grapples with her own insecurities, occasional impulses, sprinkled w

Chapter One - AA Meeting “I am Radha, and I am an alcoholic” introduced a nervous woman, while 15 people seated around her echoed “Hey Radha!” cheerfully. Convincing herself to share at a meeting felt extremely challenging. Plagued by intrusive thoughts - “Maybe the next meeting”, “No one will be interested to hear you”, “what if you stammer, and go blank”, played like a negative campaign in her mind, as she boiled in her own misery. But somehow Radha found that courage, a tiny ray of motivation that stopped the madness in her head, and drove things into action. A 35 year old woman,