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The sun was out and the birds could be seen trying to touch the sky and making enough noise, as if telling me “Wake up, if we are trying why aren’t you?” I woke up with dreary eyes still trying to recollect the dream I saw last night. The pillow was resting on the floor, covered by a bed sheet. Lamp was flickering periodically with a little pause here and there on the side table, completely made up of wood with some Italian design on the top, and a known fragrance was tickling my nose. My head was throbbing, as if hit by something hard. I was half covered with a white blanket which had a dark red stain on it. I could sense something on the right side of my forehead; a bruise. My fingers quickly rushed towards that bruise, to be surprised by a medicated tape. ‘Was I hit by a mob?’ I thought with a rather strange feeling of excitement. But, I couldn’t recall anything; ‘May be because of the bruise’, I thought. I stood up and then I realised that I was in an unknown territor...

Chapter 6<-Link A story of a friend...by a friend “ WELCOME 2 nd COUNSELING STUDENTS ”  Read the white board of the class. It was the time when the class dominated by male sex would be getting some girls to spice up college life. The dream was going to come true for many boys. It was the first time they met Malvika. She was a school friend of Kanishka, and really close to her. Kanishka introduced her with Mridul, Parth and Prateek. She had already told them that Malvika would be joining the college and warned them beforehand that Malvika was a little flirty in nature. Malvika’s nature matched the wavelength with Prateek and they came closer to each other more than anybody else, though they maintained the tag- “ Just Friends ”. The days passed and the friendship grew no bounds... *Chapter 8..coming soon

If you have forgotten what happened earlier or haven't read till now...I will suggest you go through these three chapters first: 1.The encounter 2.The call 3.Not again! So, now you are ready to roll..... Boarding a train at Kashmere gate has always been a heck of a task; and becomes even more difficult when you are accompanied by a woman. I was literally pushed inside the compartment and to my amazement people paved a comfortable space for the lady in black. ‘Bloody perverts, but then they are not perverts as they didn’t try to feel her body.’ She was a fallen angel much beautiful then the blondes and brunettes of Axe ads. “Can I ask you something?” she asked while entering the metro. “Yes you can but first let me create some space for my extra curvaceous body.” I said jokingly. I got some space to put my legs; I didn’t want to spoil my shoes as it takes too much calories to clean them and I am too lazy for it. People were gazing at me as I was the pumpkin alie...

The air was hard to find as my oversized body required everything in huge quantity. It seemed like the metro which just arrived squished the air which was flowing through the station cross section. I was still cupping my knees with my palms and was taking deep breaths when someone tapped me from behind. A quick nasty cold vibe went through my body as if the air which I was searching for got the address of the person which required it the most and entered without taking prior permission from my mouth. Suddenly the breathing stopped and I turned my face to see who the hell on earth wanted to provide me with a re-breather. “Now, I look fine?” the familiar voice tickled my ear drums. “Yups...I mean what...I mean couldn’t get you...sorry!” I was confused what to say and her meek smile was making it more difficult to even say something. The mess was cleaned up and the lips were back to their glossy state, the cheeks got their colour back and the eyes looked even more beautiful tha...

The industry training had left not a single gram of salt in my body. I was itching to get into the metro so that I could take refuge from the sun’s appalling heat. Metro came on time but was loaded with people as if it wasn’t a metro but DTC bus of Delhi. I pushed a few and few pushed themselves back seeing my condition and my physique, which comprised of a round belly and a grim looking face. Although my face was sticking to the glass door of metro, the touch of AC’s cool air on my left ear felt like a virtuoso is playing a soothing tune near it. I relaxed myself within few minutes but the crowd’s buzzing was irritating me a lot. I decided to step back a little and move towards the last compartment where the population seemed to be under control. “Sorry! My bad.” I said on colliding with a girl standing on the connector of two compartments. “It’s Okay, not your fault.” and tears start trickling from her eyes. “Hey! I said I am sorry. I didn’t hit you that hard I guess!” feeli...

Life was going through rough side both for my broadband service and my twenty four hours. Although partially atheist, I was yelling at god “Please put me on that planet which has more number of hours...please!” But god was busy with the Euro cup 2012  and by the way ’Who cares about someone like me?’ I thought. I was getting irritated due to excessive heat at training site and no connection with my friends due to internet service failure. My nights were going like sand through my fist and my day seemed like longer than a year. Human beings have been programmed to work for their belly and their kin. Although there was no stipend for me during this training but this will eventually add on my resume and hence to my future job and hence to my future perspective and hence training. One can easily sum of his life in following 11 steps to heaven: Step 1: Thank god for the perfect mating of your parents. Step 2: Come out of your mother’s womb after nine months of your paren...

 Some will say “His blog is turning towards ‘eroticism’.”  while some will say “He is just playing word game.” I will say I am neither turning you on nor playing word game, I am making you face the truth. Earlier in history Women were not allowed to step out of their home and work, but with time advancement and so called human sophistications women paved their way to schools, colleges and later to offices. The feminist started yelling “women can match with men in every damn sphere of life!” The feminist were right about what they preached and their belief and I fully support them, but that radical thinking endangered men in their own den. I have overheard many people complaining about the same. We experience this everyday in our life whether at colleges or at offices. A woman get more advantages than a man get. I state an example, which I understood while talking to a friend of mine, when he was depressed because of this. Suppose a practical exam is going on and...