Fighting the Domino Effect
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Last published Tue, Jun 18, 2024
I wish this is the story of an unsmiling man and an insane optimist.
I do.
Instead, you get a bitter egomaniac who's too obsessed with making money, and a woman who wants to put an exclamation in every goddamn sentence.
Her brain is light years ahead of the very peers who were paying me an ungodly amount of money to kick her out of her own company.
In the process of finding 1000 ways to fire Irshita Madan, I (unwillingly) get to know the workings of her mysterious mind, which somehow doesn't seem wired to see how humanity was barrelling towards a rage-fuelled end.
This isn't a story where I fall in love with her.
This is the story behind the mammoth effort it took for a nihilist to stop himself from being worn down by an optimistic genius with the world at her feet.
-- Kabir Wagh.
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