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Prologue : The House was full of relatives. Everybody looked happy and busy. Sarla was watching everything with a coy smile. She was a lovely 18 year old girl. Today family members of the boy were coming to fix the alliance. Her mother, Meera told her that she was very lucky. The family of the [...]
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Raju, the sweeper, knew something was wrong when Mrs. Sujani, the always alert old lady, did not respond to his first doorbell. By the day end, the apartment manager was persuaded to open the apartment with the emergency key in the presence of Yamuna, the neighbour; the account writing nephew who came everyday; the chowkidar [...]
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Prologue : Kanchan was an average looking girl with a photogenic face. When I say, average and yet photogenic, it means she was intelligent in the way she took her selfies. But this perception was changed, when, I was skimming through her phone one day, there were pictures which were clicked by others and yet [...]
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Dark Nights used to horrify me When there were clouds all over the sky, And the rain used to crash down on the roads Do you remember? How scared was I! When I was with you In the middle of the same night, You told me, “There’s nothing to be afraid of, So beautiful is […]

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Life is an amazing journey. We the ordinary travelers in this wonderful planet called earth, come across so many people. Some are our close ones like our kith and kin who are destined to spend time with us for a greater period of our life time. There are others who too make their appearance when our [...]
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The ring is missing! It was a proposal gift to her highness from the Rana. The royal priest had performed an elaborate puja so the ring would bind the hearts forever. Lost now... What else is missing? The Rana's Love, maybe? Maybe Not! Maybe Rana Knew Only This Way of Love... This is what he [...]
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Prologue : As I walked towards the fridge, the front door creaked open. I glanced at the clock – 11:30 pm. My daughter was finally home. I filled another glass of water and headed towards the living area. Slouched on the chair, face buried in her hands was my 22-year-old daughter – Ananya! At the [...]
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She was sitting in a secluded bus stop writing something in the middle of the noon under a scorching sun. Apart from the sound of the container trucks there was not much movement in the road leading to the hills. She was startled by a shadow which suddenly appeared in front of her. He laughed. [...]
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