The Uneasy Desk

Every morning, Kavya sat at her desk with a knot in her stomach.
Emails from her boss carried more dread than direction.
Lunch breaks became silent meals, her laughter from old days now replaced by sighs.
 

One evening, staring at the office glass walls, she whispered to herself:
“No job is worth feeling uneasy every day.”
That sentence became her quiet courage.
She updated her résumé, ready to choose herself.

✨ Sometimes choosing yourself is the loudest decision.