By Anamika Chatterjee
A part-hilarious-part-awkward moment on the job came for me way back in 2009. I had been working for a leading news magazine in Delhi then and was asked to edit a story on cervical cancer. The references made in the article led me to an achingly beautiful blog of a cancer survivor that kept me glued to my computer screen. I was seated close to a conference room where a meeting of senior editors had been going on. Taking a break, the seniormost editor stepped out of the meeting room, talking to someone on his cellphone who seemed important. He lurked behind me for a bit — I was too absorbed to take note of his presence. Soon, the never-ending phone call came to an end and he headed back to the conference room.
Continue reading Dear Twitter, high time you granted me that blue tick