what i understood from my point of view. i mean today, in the meetings and all there are times that people have questions for me.
“hey,Sumita what is this coffee table book about”?
so, there is a sweet irritating smile in my heart.
for me it is just some cookies and gyrating tasty coffee.i remember,i can’t think it any less. this was when we went for AWWA meeting.
i was fascinated and my imagination was running awry.
the weird ideas, i mean all was a stuff, like from the sun to the moon, nothing was there which i would not think of, i even thought of brass candle lamps and had logics to explain why that and what was it doing what it was doing there till they shut me up within the team.
no value for my valuable thoughts?