“Can you imagine I started my business in this room? I feature in the Fortune 500 list today.”
“Your achievements have been lauded by the media. The drooping blades of this ceiling fan tell a different story.”
“It could be the humidity and moisture. My office is now located in a prime business location.”
“The blades represent what you left behind. Your mother still lives in this house, and cannot walk straight.”
The business magnate was speechless, for the first time in his life. He walked inside with heavy footsteps.
“Mom, I’m back.”
An eerie silence pervaded the room. Death?