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I’m Navin, the author of Whispers of The Workplace. In the year 2019, I released a short film called Fountain (Aarambh) under the banner of KrazyTales. The plot is inspired on the Time Travel Bootstrap Paradox. I hope you enjoyed reading and seeing it as much as I loved making and participating in it.






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