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STORM IN A COFFEE CUP Driving down the rugged terrain for 90 minutes, Ram could reach a motel located on the foothills of a gorgeous mountain. Getting off his 4W Drive, he walked past a chain of mega stores and cafeterias, besides a cluster of i...
8 baje the. Aaj lukhnow sataion par bahut bhir tha , kiyon ki aj bank ka exam tha. Dur daraj ke student bank ka exam dene aye hue the. Karan nam ka ek larka bhi un larko ek larka tha jo bank ka exam dene aya hua tha.Baise to sabhi larke exam den...
Mahesh woke up at 5 in the morning. The whole house was in darkness and a small zero watt bulb shed its light in the living room. The chill atmosphere in his room said Bangalore was witnessing extra cool this year. He had come to his daughterâ€...
In our street, it was only Sunderrajan Mama’s house was an independent one; it cannot be termed as a posh bungalow. But, it carried a charm and majesty of its own. In fact, it was an ordinary house but a big one in the old style. When most of ...
By 25, my life was a complete mess. My girlfriend dumped me, my job payroll was not up to my qualifications, my parents blamed me for all irregularities in my life, my hairs were falling, I wanted to buy all the branded things but had no money, ...
The bell for the last period on the last day of school before the Puja vacations rang aross the quadrangle of La Martiniere School for boys, Kolkata. In tandem, motley sounds rose across the quadrangle - of banging deks, scraping chairs and the ...
Sitting inside an auto rickshaw I was waiting for all the positions to be occupied and let the rickshaw move. Then came a girl who was dressed quite well and had a lot of make-up on her face. She bowed her head looking at the temple near to the ...
The Sacrifice. (Not a love story)The knife she had kept in her back pocket had been pierced into his neck, on the right side, a little above his shoulder. The old bearded man cried in pain, as the blood splashed on her face, her clothes, and all...
Meena was sitting on the threshold of her home, looking at the back of the man who was leaving her. The man was her husband whom she had married at the age of thirteen, while Dileep, her husband was sixteen years old. They were both young to get...
A sign post: “I get dreams even in my sleep.” It’s been half a day and all I have seen is barren land. I had been to this strange place. The people who lived there were mysterious and spoke the other way around! It was a paradise for insa...