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Discretion Part 2
I sat down on my bed and looked at the watch. I knew his flight had already landed. I knew he must be getting ready. I looked at myself in the mirror for good five minutes, trying to understand if I had changed. While my appearance did change I was unable to figure if I — read more
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Discretion: Part 1
“Stop”, I shouted. But she did not look back. “Stop! Stop!” I kept on screaming but she did not stop. I had said something which I knew was irreparable. I sat hopelessly on the bus stand and tried calling her. But she did not pick up. — read more
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The crazy Bunch I
I woke in the morning and saw my mother cleaning the house. I yawned and asked, “Who is coming now?” I was feeling groggy, after a long time I was in the house where I grew up. “Your Dadu from Dadar is coming,” answered my mother. I got up brushed my teeth quickly. We are — read more
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Winds of Change
He smoked outside the station and as it rained I ran towards him. “Why did you call?” I asked breathlessly. “I thought I would give you the good news first”, said Aditya. “And the news is?” “I got it Farooq. I am going to US”. Now my friend and I have not grown up together. — read more
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