Raj Sharma Ki Kahani -

One Tuesday, while eating a soggy sandwich at his desk, Raj realized he had not felt a single genuine emotion in 847 days. Not sadness. Not joy. Not even the mild annoyance of a fly buzzing near his ear. He had become a well-dressed, tax-paying, child-sponsoring ghost.

He came back the next morning. Neha had left a note on the fridge: Milk finished. Buy on way back from “meeting.” Raj Sharma Ki Kahani

“The washing machine is also making a sound,” she replied. “Call the guy tomorrow.” One Tuesday, while eating a soggy sandwich at

“I feel… empty,” he said.

“No, I mean emotionally empty.”

1. The Middle of Everything