After All, It Isn’t that Bad: Descriptive Essay Writing

She looked so beautiful that morning. As I shifted my hands through her gorgeous hair, I kissed her. “Take care, darling. Gotcha go to work,” I said, in my peculiar Australian and European mixed accent. After waving at my wife, I got into my black Brabus S350, “sitting” in my porch, growling. “Good day, Sir,” wished Mr. Baskaran, my personal driver, as he started to drive the growling beast, ready to unleash its mighty horsepower. As I leaned back in the posh leather seat, the 30 inch widescreen LCD screen started to unfold in front of me. It resumed the episode of “House”, I was watching yesterday.

But no matter how I tried, I couldn’t enjoy the sarcasm of Hugh Laurie as I was too preoccupied with what happened at work yesterday. Being a CEO of a multi million dollar company like Google does equate to a life full of stress and tension. The only consolation I got was, the security analyst, who melted my heart and made me go on a cloud nine, Julie became mine. Her smile made me euphoric, her eyes made me drool; her voice sent a tingling sensation down my spine, which I longed for, every minute, every second.

“Mr. Mahen, we have arrived, Sir,” announced Baskaran as he opened the door and led me into the giant headquarters of the world-renowned Google Inc. As I made my way through, dozens of smiling faces wished me a good morning. But, the morning wasn’t good. The thought of what I did yesterday was running all over my mind.

Hssh! the air-conditioner hummed as I went into my cabin. The most luxurious in the building. The CEO room was finished with fine oak wood, enriched with blinds which are controlled automatically, a foosball table and yes, a state-of-the-art computer system.