Ravi suddenly woke up found himself back in his office chair. The morning sunlight spilling across the desk as if no time had passed. The familiar hum of computers, the soft murmur of colleagues, and the stack of paperwork on his table, all exactly as it had been. He rubbed his temples. Am I dreaming?

As he looked around, flashes of his earlier day came back vividly, the briefcase on the street, the glowing door, the hovering circle, the strange glimpses of the future. Each memory carried a lesson he had tried to ignore, yet now it was all intertwined with the ordinary rhythm of office life.

Determined, Ravi stood and went through the motions more consciously this time. Found the date, the same. He knew the day has not changed. So, he made small corrections to avoid the mistakes he made previously. He placed the coffee cup properly, organized the files neatly, greeted his colleagues warmly, and walked with awareness. Each act felt deliberate, almost meditative. He smiled, thinking he had learned to notice and correct his mistakes.

The direction of sunlight slowly changed, evening came. He picked up his handout dinner. His phone rang just then. A call from work. He answered without thinking. He ate in the car, eyes on the road, mind on the call. When he was done, his hand moved on its own.

He tossed the leftover scraps out of the window. The call ended. He froze for a minute, what have I done. He reached to roll the window up. The street outside went silent. Ravi sat still, breathing heavy. He understood now. Knowing was not enough.

Suddenly there was a sharp jolt. His head hit the seat hard. Pain shot through him. His heart pounded fast.

Curious what happens next as Ravi confronts this strange repetition?

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