The atmosphere in the Prime Minister's office was thick with tension, the air felt heavy and suffocating.
Rajesh Patel sat at the head of the polished mahogany table, surrounded by his closest advisors and ministers. The flickering lights from the overhead fixtures cast uneasy shadows across their faces, highlighting the worry etched on each one.
To Rajesh's right stood Riya Sharma, his chief advisor, a woman known for her sharp intellect. But currently, under the weight of his scrutiny, she kept her eyes fixed on the papers before her, as if the documents could somehow shield her from Rajesh's growing wrath.
To his left was Anand Rao, the Minister of Defense, his expression grave. He shifted uneasily, his fingers drumming softly against the table, betraying his anxiety.
