It is 4^th of Feb even the clock shows 8:47pm.

I have finished my word shift from 8am to 5:30 pm

I have had my food and packed lunch.

It’s time to write.

After ages I am writing on a proper desk. The London skies are already dark and rainy.

I start with a few words; I use the fifteen min clock so that I can take a break and for five minutes later.

I think about Veeral and what is he going to do halfway into the story.

I am at 50,000 words, but it’s no time to stop. I can see the end of this book. It’s near

The sweet smell of the end I have been chasing from two years now.

Hope to keep y’all updated.