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   HOW V MET...      1.   EUCATASTROPHE !!!.      This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. I would like to offer my respect and appreciation to those who helped, directly or indirectly. My heart-felt gratitude to my friends who has energized my spirit all along.          Enjoy reading.:D     There are two main characters in the story:   Ami (a shaggy guy from Xanadu, who likes Xoxo, soccer, he is studying in XYZ college)   And Riya (a brunette,ommph,  tall girl with fair complexion who likes tennis and she is studying in the same college with Ami).   Ami !! I shouted. Where the hell the boy is? Well he was in the kitchen as usual. Why I was expecting him on the study table? Well ami is my best friend and we go to the college together because its economical and it sav

     VO TORTI PATTHAR : LAST PART.      DEATH: THE SILENCE OF THE LOST SOUL. It was afternoon and the hot stingy breeze was blowing ferociously through the entire terrain, I was just sitting on the chair and fall asleep, and had a dream. I was on the top of a cliff and was looking at the rising sun. Oh wish I were a rising sun! Well the scenery in front of me was marvellous.there was a hamlet there. And a little boy was flying a kite there with his friends. The kites were coming together and getting apart like they were having a beautiful love story where people meet and get apart and again meet. The boys started chucking after looking at me. They were having unfathomable happiness. I felt embarrassed and moved back.  All of the sudden something made sound and I woke up. And I just looked out of the window to scrutinize. It was really hot outside. And I saw the old women again.uff the woman was still engaged with her work. I finally decided to have a tete à tete (private conversatio

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 Vo torte patther part 2 .. SHE AND THE STONES ,PART 2:)     It’s a man`s world That poor old women is still keep on doing her work, after being faint she took  a sip of water and again she started throwing hammer on that hard stone. Well the stone was not hard enough or the will of getting some pittance was harder than the hardness of the stone. The stone is not looking like the same as it was looking before an hour, it became pebbles. All of the sudden her owner came and just started shouting just because she was working a bit slow. If the same work the master had to do, he would not even pull the hammer that is the truth, but who care about the other? .well its late night and now am going for the bike race (the guy’s game :) )  After reaching home suddenly the phone rang, ops my 2nd girl friend is calling me :P .(well people can’t handle one, and I am having …. Count nahi kiya yar(haven’t counted) )  I picked the phone and heard her sweet voice- hii sam :) Hii sweetheart  I repl

Reminiscence The smile of a sweet little girl :) There was a gal, sweet, innocent bubbly, jolly, and just like a new born baby. Well all the sweet little gal of her age (7 year old) are like her. And she was not at all different from the other gals of her age, but what makes her so special that It made me to write this story was her smile. She was having the world’s most beautiful smile that I can bet if you disagree with me. That Pandora’s Box was so jolly and so innocent that her smile only could make a crying person laugh. She plays the all-enveloping role. She is magnanimous but not composed:).she is fantabulous.  she was having a dream like mind, her innocence was quintessence, her foolish ideas always make all laugh, some time she put me in quandary that is she a little kid or a quick fix as she was always having solution of all problems no matter she is aware about it or not. Well she is a kid who never thinks of consequence but only solutions :).because of her ideas I faced

Vo torte patthar , she and the stones She was throwing hammer on a large stone under the sun shine. Why she was doing such a lard labor? her situation put me in dilemma that Is she a bounded labor or she just does it because she is mad or she does all this just for pittance?:( Even in this really hot summer day, it’s June and the time is 12pm right now. And the young women is just throwing hammer on the stone in front of a humongous building. But what’s the ail does the woman is having that made her to do such a hard work!! Her state made me face quandary, the job she is doing is perilous............ Standing in this so densely populated city called `Allahabad`,I wonder why these people bring so many children in this world when the poverty is tormenting the haves not .The only country in the world where people are naive enough to worship, but malicious mischief enough to murder their own, when the time comes. Specially in the villages of India where killing the female fetus is a every

UFF!! THE CLOCK AGAIN RANG, WHY IT STARTED RINGING SO EARLY? oh its 8.I am used to wake up at the same time as usual and am remembering the last thoughts that had crossed my mind last night as I was about to sleep. Well why are these thoughts crossing my mind now that I have woken up?? Is it in anticipation or is it some kind of foresight? Well it has been years already and have I not enjoyed myself thoroughly in these years in this so called small house??? Too many questions to juggle with right in the morning…I will be ready when the time comes like always…ready to move to a new location, different home, different set of friends..HUMM leave thinking WILL HAVE TO MOVE NOW ... NO I DONT WANT EXACTLY, AS I NEVER WANTS TO LEAVE MY BED. AM FEELING SO DUMB TODAY.. I HAD TO GO SOMEWHERE BUT U KNOW WHAT ??...I FORGOT WHERE I HAD TO GO:( ...OH.. IT’S RINGING AGAIN.. Oh it’s my phone not d clock this time... HELLO MY MOTHER SAID OVER THE PHONE.. YES MOM HII..WELL AGAIN U FORGOT UR

part 1 A story .. but not like the chicken soup :) A Tree, It has a very simple name that is well known and easily can be recognize that at what topic a person is pointing out.. That is a very simple but essential thing for our life that is a tree:). well how small a 4 letter word its seems to be but how important its seems to be as it gives us life in other way and as can be directly said it gives us life ....n as a car need fuel to run.. As a computer need electricity or battery to perform same as it gives us Oxygen to live..:) with out it we can’t live for more than a few second.. But how often we think of this before cutting it severely?? Does we?? And should we?? well a tree not only gives us wood to make shelter or any usable goods but it protect cutting soil and prevent flood to come or rise in any particular or in a wide range.... well a tree can be of anything,,, it can be a mango tree or a banana tree or it can be any other in thousands name and types of it,,,, even a tree