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Horn Ok Please

Monday, a new start to the week. Monday blues are for real, don’t believe the ones who say otherwise. Its 7:45 AM and time for another long drive to work. And even at this early hour, the traffic moves at a snail’s pace, thanks to the never-ending road work which was intended to speed up the traffic in the first place. The massive oil tanker in front of me resembled an elephant who refused to budge with mahout hurling abuses at someone in front. HORN OK PLEASE was painted in bold letters at the back. I always wondered why would…
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The Reason

I’m not a perfect person There’s many thing I wish I didn’t do But I continue learning I never meant to do those things to you And so I have to say before I go That I just want you to know I’ve found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new And the reason is you   I’m sorry that I hurt you It’s something I must live with everyday And all the pain I put you through I wish I could take it all away And be the one who catches all your tears That’s why I need you to hear   I’ve found a reason for me To change who I used to be A reason to start over new And the reason is you   This is a beautiful song called THE REASON sung by an American band called Hoobastank back in 2004. They are called a one hit wonder because this song of theirs went on to become the No.2 song on the Billboard Hot 100 at the time after which they disappeared. This is one of my most favourite songs of all time and I make it a point to put it in my pen drive whenever I make a…
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Child’s Play

“Daddy, daddy, there’s a monster in your bed room” the little one screamed. He looked up from his work nonchalantly and said “There are no such things as monsters. Now go and play. I’m busy.” The 5-year-old walked off without saying a word though disappointment was written all over her face. He continued with his work but she appeared again in a while and said- “Daddy there’s a monster in your room. I’m scared!” He was angry now. “There are no such things as monsters, do you understand me?”  he said harshly And just to prove a point, he dragged…
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Winner Takes It All – Chapter 3

This story is chapter 3 of the 3 part short story. You can read Chapter 1 by clicking this link – Chapter 1 – Bated Breath       Chapter 2 – Disobedience                                                                                        COURAGE “Nobody except you, Rahul” said his coach soothingly. Rahul regained his composure after listening to those last words. “Do you want to turn…
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Winner Takes It All – Chapter 2

This story is chapter 2 of the 3 part short story. You can read Chapter 1 by clicking this link –  Chapter 1 – Bated Breath                                                                                                DISOBEDIENCE   Virat Kohli hit the ball straight down the ground for a boundary. The crowd in the stadium went berserk. He was in sublime form. He…
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Winner Takes It All – Chapter 1

                                                                                 BATED BREATH Rahul wiped his forehead on his right sleeve before he took guard. The sun was beating down on the dilapidated stadium. He could hear the cheers from a couple of spectators in an otherwise silent stadium. He looked around at the field set for him by the rival captain for the final ball of the match. Mid-on and…
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The Terminal

It was a bright and sunny afternoon. The sun was blazing down in all its glory like there was no tomorrow. The air was still as if it was too afraid to move. The foliage on the sparse trees by the road stood still. Priti walked down the dusty road with sweat glistening on her forehead before they formed rivulets flowing along her temples. To say that it was hot would’ve been an understatement. Her throat was parched and her water bottle was dry as a bone. Her college was just 10 minutes away and even though she could see…
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Nostalgic

Memories are a double-edged sword. They say that one must never dwell in the past but the truth is that we spend most of our time creating perfect situations out of imperfect moments from the past in our minds. While some memories bring joy, others cause us deep hurt. Sometimes happy memories bring tears of joy when we look back at them. I spend most of my time in the hustle bustle of a medical college or operation theatre or family life. But when I do get some time for myself I often end up reminiscing about school and college…
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Pattern of Life

Life is all about symmetry, a set pattern. Our houses need to have the perfect symmetry. The clothes that we wear need to have a certain pattern. Our cars must have that evenness about them. We don’t realise it but we even judge the looks of others based on symmetry. Randomness is a source of chaos and nobody wants disorder. Our lives follow a definite pattern. I call it the pattern of life. Birth – Education – Career – Marriage – Kids – Death.  Study and complete your graduation/post-graduation or else you will be unemployed we are often reminded. Choose…
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