On the eve of my last day in Brighton, I sent a farewell note to all my colleagues at work and signed off with a Irish Blessing - " May good luck be a friend in whatever you do and may trouble be a stranger far away from you"
After a few hours, I got a reply from my manager " Madam, please have lunch with us tomorrow so that good luck stays with us and trouble goes away to India"
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haha..so u have lived upto that title...good
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