Shehryaar woke up and realised that he had slept on his desk after another long night of paperwork.
He was feeling exhausted and weary. All this time, he had been working and kept himself so immersed in his work that he didn't get any time to sleep or rest.
He sat upright and stretched his limbs, yawning deeply. His whole body ached and bones and joints popped here and there. He glanced at his Rolex and realised that it was 7a.m. in the morning.
He got to his feet, his back straightening up and aching from being bent at such an uncomfortable angle.
He walked to the window and rolled off the blinds, giving way to the beautiful natural scenery of wheat fields that stretched for long. The sun was in the sky and shone graciously on the land.
It had been three months since Shehryaar came
