My brother in law asked me in jest how my mood was. Little does he know that I am in one of those frames of mind which the Bhattacharya sisters are famous for. taking a small mistake and hitting themselves for it, over and over and over and over again.

I know it was a tiny error but to hear the censure, however mild makes me go into a totally submissive state. Why did I do it? What will I do to prevent myself from doing it again? Again and again and again and again...

Am I glad I'm not in investment banking. I couldn't have the pressure. I love my work culture. If only I can manage to live up to the expectations and standard of work.

So, mood? Very very self recriminating