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“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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                                                                                 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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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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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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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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