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As I watch the heavy downpour outside the window near my working desk from the comfortable confines of my home today, my memory flashes back to last year's rains when things where not the same for me. Today as I enjoy my position of a high class corporate woman with all the status and position I have and the respect I get from the world, I recollect the day when last year I was used and abused thanks to the rains. 26/7 is a day that will be remembered in the history of Mumbai (Bombay) as much as a 9/11 will be for any American. Not in a hundred years had rains done so much harm that it had in just 4 hours on the 26th of July last year. A record 900 millimeters of rainfall in the world history that washed away a major part of Bombay and drowned so much of the city that it took months for people to restore their lives. Same was the case with me. The brutal natural disaster took its toll on me too but not in a direct way. I was not stranded anywhere on the streets, neither was my home under the influence of water. Neither did any of my near or dear ones get affected, nor did I have to bear any monetary losses. But the loss I suffered was much heavier! I had to pay a heavy price not financially but both mentally and physically.

My story starts much earlier. I come from a small town in South India called Guntur. Growing up without a father, life had thought me to be self-dependent. I was never a burden to my mother either. After completing my MBA (Masters in Business Administration), Bombay had to be my obvious destination. Academically I was quite good and with high hopes of making it big in the corporate world, I headed towards the ...

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