It was 10 PM, three of us were sitting there, inside the empty office. And my senior, whom I thought was enjoying her job all this while, mumbled: "I feel so tired.. yet I keep working. Sometimes I wonder; what am I doing here?" To which I replied.. "Good question".. and we laughed. It was unspoken.. but we both know.. our cheese is not here. What I couldn't understand was that.. how did she survive her two years here? Over the past two years, 9 out of 10 times she took MC, she would still come for work. Maybe the pay was good. Maybe she needed that for her wedding. But now that she was married.. and she had to keep her husband waiting for her till 10 PM to have dinner together.. she started asking that classic question. I used to tell this to friends who work overtime, stay over at their office.. I used to tell them that it's not worth it. My other senior colleague put it this way: "You sacrifice your health for wealth, so that you can use your wealth ...