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He paused at the entrance to the arena, breathing deeply. His entire crew was behind him, focused completely on the road ahead. They were used to a relaxed, slightly cocky Anderson. They were slightly taken aback by what they saw in front of the...
"Speak up! Speak up I said!" Shouted the General and Cheif of the Vigilance Inquiry set up by Indian Intelligence agency RAW to the best known coder they had, Abdul Ahmad. It was a dark room on an island near the Andaman Nicobar islands but a ve...
“Dude! Let’s play MAFIA!!” yelled Vinit, breaking the mundane silence. All the heads turned towards him curiously. We were bored. We had to kill the next four hours till we reached our college, and no one could sleep. After the umpteenth r...
Its a story of a guy who is not so happy, Dhawan 30 years old guy who thinks that life has always betrayed him in all the ways, he is so depressed and unhappy with himself that he decides to live no more and decides to take his own life by hangi...
I had always imagined that I had no kith and kin until I turned twelve in Bedford Home for Young Children (a euphemistic name for an orphanage) and met my step-father, Dave. Although, at that point, I did have a few foggy memories of a woman and...
Another busy day in the office was about to close. I was wrapping up the things faster to go home peacefully. Then I noticed a flash on the task bar. A communicator message!‘I’m leaving now’. I replied, ‘Shall I come with you?’…. The...
That day was 17th August 2008. I was on my journey from New Delhi to Samastipur (Bihar) by the train. Before that I would like to clarify that on the same day I went through a major test on IIT pattern, conducted by my institute i.e FIITJEE whos...
08:49 PM, 13 May 201836, College StreetSydneyAustraliaEver since I came back to my hotel after my visit to the spectacular Sydney Cricket Ground (SCG), the urge in me to blog about my day’s experience is more like the kid who just can’t wait...
“Get down,” he said, holding the knife in front of him, pointing at her.Did he even know what he was doing? She wondered.She knew how to deal with situations like this. She was a smart woman. If this same circumstance had been presented to h...
Late night in Rampur police station, the Inspector was seen dozing off a memo, having himself thrown languidly back over a well padded armchair and the noise of this breath echoing in his chamber. Suddenly a nearing voice, much of a constable ca...