It was one of those days which now and then every working journalists faces while reporting in the field. It didn't start well at all. While cultivating sources for the story, I came across some phone numbers. I started by calling to the office of Tamil Nadu Government Employees' Associations (TNGEA) which was never picked up for six times in a row. And, the seventh attempt didn't do much wonder either. A lady on the other side responded and just cut the phone before I could even explain my purpose of calling them. I just wanted to ask them at what time can I be there so I can talk to someone who holds official position. However, as I have to go anyway, I decided to leave as early as possible. The same story again repeated. After taking off the MRTS at Thiruvallikeni Station, I again took the wrong root even after asking almost everyone who was passing by. After going around the place for twenty-minutes, I reached the place which was on the other side of the station, ...
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