Coffee sippers being shot in India, a desperate professor refusing to believe what she had just done in a US university and a brilliant sportsman crashing to the heavens in Canada.
And here I am, sitting in the comfortable confines of my lab, rattling away on the keyboard. A few hours ago, I was hogging away on a sumptuous dinner. When the first incident mentioned above was unveiling itself, I was wading into my dreams, as the tenure-terror struck Huntsville, I was pretending to learn Genomics and as the luge guy crashed his fate, I was probably counting myself lucky, as I often do, for being where I was. With no clue of what's happening on the other side of the planet, the adjacent country, why... the very next door.
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