Before I start writing let me apologise for not being a good friend… Sorry mishra I could not help you… I could not confront you and was not able to help you out …. Sorry once again… It was evening, I was heading back home from office, in metro I was keenly listening the conversation…
The response that I have received on my last story was truly beyond my imagination… I always dreamed of a place in the heart of my dear ones, but after posting my last story an anonymous person mailed and praised my work.. i felt like high… Friends praise coz they are there for this thing…..
I came out of my hotel in Fatehgarh for a smoke, Fatehgarh is a district in Punjab in the north-west India, here I am on a company project, I walked over the street to the Chai vendor and asked for a Wills Classic Ultra, I lit it up with a thought that it may bring…
Well thank you guys for all the appreciation…. The following story is of Santi, a man of around 45 yrs of age… there is nothing to know about him jus he can’t see a happy man…. Lts come up to the story….. It was mid of December 1980, don’t be confused , I was not…
Well we are now in 2015 and to be very true I had a mixed starting .. On one hand I had taken a jump on the professional side but on other my relationship soured.. and in between all this I missed being among my social life, I missed my friends on the new year,…
‘Hi this is Osheen from Mahantpur’ introduced Osheen to the new girl from Mahantpur ‘I kow you, we were together in school, BTW I am Sachi’ new girl said… ‘I was wondering, i have seen you somewhere, the reddish cheeks lightish pink lips, We are from the same village right’ Osheen said ‘Yes we are,…
After the drunk wedding episode Osheen’s parents decided to shift him to Singhania Global School, Hisar, a boarding school…. May be he will come out of the marsh he is in.. His mother’s eyes were full of tears since his birth he never slept away from her. If he had to pee he will say…
One Year Later: Osheen was now turning into scamp boy. putting glass under girls seats, throwing pencils in front of their seats. He was going much ahead of his age and all was because of his friends they were much elder to him. A boy of 4th standard has found friends in class 9th and…
It has been around one month since my last post and in this span of 30 days a lot has happened in my life. Dont worry guys I am not here to tell you the story of a failed engineer. But something which is in my heart since I was in 2nd year of my…