Both halves of this euphemism manifest themselves here. Meet Marshall and Joyce Harriman, a brace of conjugal jihadis embodying the nuclear-family-in nuclear- meltdown. All out of love and in the throes of an acrimonious divorce they wrangle, when like a bolt from the blue life comes thundering down the luckless Twin Towers. On a warm summer morning, Joyce makes a beeline for Newark Airport to catch a flight to San Francisco (the doomed United Flight 93) and Marshall trudges to his office in the World Trade Center. She misses boarding the flight, and he’s late for work, but in a city soon wrecked by devastation with millions venting their angst and trepidation at this cruel throw of dice, each believes the other to be deceased, furtively (and wickedly) jubilant at this unforeseen bounty showered their way! Nevertheless, serendipity does not strike at the dawn of epiphany.
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Source:- IIPM-Business and Economy, Editor:- Prof. Arindam Chaudhuri - 2006
For Complete IIPM - Article, Click on IIPM-Editorial Link
Source:- IIPM-Business and Economy, Editor:- Prof. Arindam Chaudhuri - 2006
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