Myanmar, Burma

The room was no bigger than any regular office. In any given day, it would house only an officer of the bank or a manager but not in this case, it was solely devoted to the consultants.

There were five of us with five different personalities, egos and backgrounds to spare, cramped up to our sleeves and eyeballs like sardines with only one objective, to complete the project. Some more flamboyant than the others with mustache longer then a trailer track to hold and the others, fragile soles ready to combust. Soon, we found ourselves, gradually aligning to the middle of the conurbation to two different regions – mostly ideological than substantive with governors, mayors and legions of followers.