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July 28, 2015

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without you: prologue

INDEX the bus came out of nowhere. it hurtled down the narrow lane at reckless speed, weaving from side to side, a storm of dry afternoon dust in its wake, a frenzied behemoth on a rampage. he saw it before her. there was no time to lose. “khushi!” why did her name always sound so different on his tongue, a need in it, an excitement, a feeling like no other, that “kh” as he exhaled and carried her name on…

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Newsroom

Its about idealistic journalism. how journalists should try and do the right thing as they have a moral obligation to society who depend on them for the facts. But the fun, witty , charming way this is portrayed makes the show such an interesting watch. Another reason for this show being one of my favourites is that almost all characters have something worth rooting for. Every story, the acting, specially the dialogues (and there is such a large amount of it in…

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a strange sort of love

around october 2011, over a year ago, i felt myself feeling some very old and a bit missed feelings: those of falling in love. ha ha, it got me again and as always made me look foolish as ever. this time it was not a man, well that was there too, but it was a tv serial. yes. you read right. a hindi daily soap, in fact. i watched every night, then replayed on youtube many times, thought about it…

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devo ke dev mahadev

She didn’t know why a rudraksha called to her.. She didn’t know why it felt exactly right to call out to a name she had not heard before.. A sound, a presence drew her towards him and through a crowd of rishis, magna in bhakti, celebrating his arrival, she made her way to get the first glimpse of whom she had always been a part of.. a single drop of tear glazed her cheek as she saw who stood before…

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not cut out for love: prologue

INDEX paper scrunched up, crumpled into little balls, was strewn all across the carpeted gray office floor. the clock showed 12 midnight. silence all around. not a soul in the office. other than the man sitting there with his elbows on the desk, holding his head in his hands. arnav singh raizada was feeling restless. a terrible restlessness that wouldn’t let him be. he couldn’t think clearly, couldn’t concentrate, couldn’t turn it off and get on with what needed to…

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Somewhere far away : A Short Story

Melinda stood staring out of the window of her cottage. Her usually vacant glassy eyes held a furtive expression tonight. Every sound made her jump. She had a feeling this prophecy could only mean trouble. Something startled Melinda from her uneasy reverie.  The door was pushed open and in rushed a svelte figure clad in wine colored chiffon. A dark velvet hood covered her striking features partially. The new entrant in the cottage moved with so much grace that she…

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