It was a Monday (OGIM – Oh God, it's Monday!). My first day at my client's office.
In the office, I first met with all my colleagues from my company who'd arrived onsite before me – some old faces and some new. In foreign lands, we Asians always tend to look for fellow Asians first. And I am, proudly, one such Asian.
In the next few hours, my project manager introduced me to our client and vice versa. More than their faces, I was trying to remember the way to the cafeteria, to the conference rooms and, of course, to the restrooms.
Very soon, I was occupied with my work. My weekdays passed in the office, working along with my client, meeting with different stakeholders, offshore calls and enjoying different lunches in the cafeteria. In the evenings, I used to go back to my hotel and study for the CAT. Often, I used to cook my dinner too. (To be honest, there was nothing to cook. I just heated the frozen eatables.)
But, no matter what I did, she was always on my mind.
I missed her in my US days and she missed me in her Korean nights. She missed me in her Korean days and I missed her in my US nights. Life wasn't too easy. We couldn't call each other whenever we wished. Twice a day, we were on chat: my mornings, after I woke up and before she went to bed; my nights, before I slept and after she woke up.
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