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I started my journey to Bangalore from Chennai, in a double Decker train. It’s a nice concept to carry more people on a track which is one of the busiest during weekends. There was a certain excitement in me, just like a kid when he travels for the first time in a train or a plane. I remember my first flight to Nepal, which didn’t allow me to sleep on the eve of my flight. I don’t remember my first train journey, but my mom says, I made my first girl friend during my first train experience, which is actually hilarious, knowing I would have been just 3 or 4 years old. We all remember our childhood days, the innocence that dripped from our face, even when we did something evil. Eyes starry and drooling face was the perfect enactment to emanate trust. We knew how we have to market our innocence, how to put forward our desires and each wish was fulfilled. During my stay in Delhi, I spent some time with my niece, an angel with a tinge of naughtiness and abundance of curiosity to kn...

Chapter 10<-Link A story of a friend..by a friend... “Hello” said Mridul in sleepy voice; the holidays had made him lethargic. “Hey! Mridul, guess who is on the line” it was Kanishka, as fresh as the morning. “Hey Kanu! Sorry I was still sleeping, but you look quite fresh” he was little surprised by her call. “I wake up at 7oclock every day, not like you fatty” giggled Kanu. “That’s why you are too gorgeous sweet heart. So, why did the queen call her servant?” flirting as usual. “Nothing dear…I was getting bored, so thought let’s talk to you and plan an outing” “Where ma’am? It will be an honor to be your personal guide.” ‘Butler’ could have been his new career. “Let’s go to Worlds of wonder. Just you and me…” Kanishka paused for a second deliberately. “Wow just you and I” Mridul nearly jumped out of bed. “And our friends…off course” chuckled Kanishka. “Alright ma’am, as you say. Then let me just freshen up and talk to others. Bye de...

Chapter 09<-Link A story of a friend..by a friend... Dear students, You will be glad to know that we are throwing a fresher’s party, those who are interested can deposit Rs.250 to  your CR. The party will be held in auditorium on 16 th October, till any further changes. “Rs.250? Are THEY throwing a party or we?” chuckled Parth. “Ya Parth you are correct, let’s talk to Mridul about this, he is our CR, and he will definitely do something”  Malvika said with a serious tone.  Malvika and Parth had come closer to each other in recent past, due to a rift between Prateek and her. The news was still away from Mridul as he was busy in some other prior work. “Yipeeee…a fresher’s part…I will become rich this month” said Mridul in a jest after getting the news from Prateek. “Shut up Mridul, don’t you feel that 250 rupees is too much for a party at college audi…everybody is complaining about that to other CRs” Kanishka said pointing towards the...

Chapter 8<-Link A story of a friend..by a friend Tossing on the bed continued till the early hours of morning. The ceiling had become the most familiar thing for Mridul. Sun was yet to leave its heavenly abode. A few cars can be heard in the distance as the early risers were on their way to offices. The sleep deprived eyes, by the time alarm clock buzzed, had already learnt the constituents of the ceiling. He himself didn’t know since when he was watching the ceiling…may be the whole night! Multiple questions were hitting his mind, who was constantly jumping in its shell. What would his parents think? Will they accept this? Was that decision correct? It was not the first time he had been awake, it was almost a month since he had been playing hide and seek with a good night sleep. The alarm clock showed 6a.m.  Mridul stood up went to bathroom to get freshen up. The hot water bath was not enough to relax his tensed state of mind and sleep deprived eyes. “I ...

Chapter 7<-Link A story of a friend..by a friend.... The first minors were waiting at the corner,so for sometime friendship was put into the attic safely. “ Yaar, Meri toh lag gayi ” Prateek was in deep remorse after the first minors. “What happened Bhai ? Itna pareshan kyu hai ” Mridul asked about Prateek’s reason of tensed look. “I am gonna fail in this exam”…’was he trying to gain sympathy?’ Mridul thought. “ Arre , don’t worry everybody will clear the exams so just chill” Parth joined in. “Let’s go out for a movie today” Malvika suggested while entering the canteen, “It will be a great fun! It’s been a time that we have gone out.“ She continued. “Yipeeee, we are going to watch movie…movie...movie…but which one?” Kanishka was already excited about the plan and was banging 'the' canteen’s table. “Aiyee…don’t bang the table” Ramesh Uncle said while pouring some tea for a professor. No one can argue girls; same was the scenario in the...

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

Chapter 5<-Link A Story of a friend...by a friend... “Do you know, what the fuck that bloody lab assistant said about Kanishka” Prateek yelled in anger. He used to exaggerate every petty issue like this only, but they all used to enjoy that. “What happened yaar, what about Kanishka and the lab assistant?” Parth who always had a soft corner for Kanishka spoke with strain on his forehead. “She said Kanishka is a bitch, always found with the three guys wandering here and there” Prateek exclaimed in anger. “What the fuck, she will pay for it” neither of them had spoken, it was Mridul standing behind Prateek. Mridul could do anything for his friends, especially if it’s Kanishka. “You won’t do anything Mridul, I know you are capable of doing anything for me...or them but you won’t” She thought to stop at “me” but then continued to avoid any awkward moment. “Shut up girl, why won’t I, I don’t like when someone spoils a girl’s image” Mridul was bursting in ange...

Chapter 4<- Link A story of a friend...by a friend... The unknown number pulled every single nerve out of Mridul’s body or was he just just over reacting at that point of time, no one could have told.  ‘Who can it be at this point of time?’ thought Mridul before picking up the phone. “Hello! May I know who is there on the line” he asked. “Hey! It’s me Malvika” a known voice came from the other side. “Oh hi! Malvika, I am honored on hearing your voice” the tone was sarcastic and he was more interested in his parents conversation. “Why are you so rude? Anyway give me Parth’s mobile number” the vexation could be noticed in her voice. Without any salutation Mridul cut the phone and sent her Parth’s number. ‘Why the heck she needs his number now, when everything is over’ he thought, though his eyes were fixed to his parents conversation and he was watching it from the edge of the semi closed room's door. He felt helpless and decided to go back ...

Chapter 3<-Link A Story of a friend..by a Friend... “Mridul where are you yaar! We are in canteen come fast” It was Prateek on the line. “Oh! Prateek… I am stuck in some work will take some time” stammered Mridul and cut the phone. He was busy flirting with Kanishka near the stair case. She was the girl he dreamt off ever since they met on the first day of college. A perfectly shaped body with ample amount of fat on the perfect places, she can ooze out air from anybody’s lung and can make one skip multiple heart beats at one go. The body fragrance was one better than rose and her dressing style could make even the hotshots envy of her.   “Hey Hi…hmmm Kanishka…right?” said Mridul deliberately. “Ya you are absolutely right Mr.CR” teased Kanishka. “I am really sorry…actually I have a short hand when it comes to girls, and when the girl is so beautiful I just…” He was interrupted by Kanishka. “Ya ya I know, I have listened this line multiple times d...

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 call had struck some chord in her heart and only blues could be heard. “Hello...ya speak up” she said while sobbing and her nose as wet as her cheeks. ‘She looks more beautiful in wet cheeks’ tickled my mind; ‘shut up! A girl is crying and you still searching for beauty factors?’ my heart was quick to response. But her voice and conversation suddenly seemed to be more interesting then the stupid conversation between my Mr. Evil Mind and Mr. Angel Heart. “So...was it m fault? Did I tell you...but...but...” the anger could be sensed on her prickly nose while eyes tried to overshadow it. “Excuse me...it wasn’t me who kissed that girl in front of everybody...it was you...you bloody pervert!” she tried to say it as low as she can, still managing her angry tone. “What? Shut up please...I don’t wanna talk to you.” And she disconnected the call. She saw here and there to check whether somebody noticed her or not. My eyes were still stuck on her and my mouth opened as if I ...

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...

The training was going ‘miserably’ fun, as it was my first time hands on experience on a colour Television. After getting back from the factory, I was sweating excessively in gym. I was tired to hell and the walk to my home back was looking like never ending. Finally I reached my home and the body ache forced me to skip my dinner (first in my lifetime!) and go to my bed with full throttle AC. ******** “Mrigank actually I can’t give you my number...umm...I mean my parents don’t like me talking to boys. I am sorry.” said a beautiful voice, the person I had big crush on. “Yeah! It’s OK no problem. So how can we be in contact after school?” I asked after a little embarrassment. “We can be in contact through mails. It’s fun...I mean the anxiety of expecting a reply and then replying with a smile on. By the way, why didn’t you have lunch? Do you really take our fight that seriously?” she was playing my mind but that was a sweet feeling. “Ya, you are a friend of mine ra...