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Chapter 3 - Longing

Kiran smiled at the new classmate who just joined the first day of the school in the new session what just began that day. The Monsoon rains of Kerala had started at its full fervent, and the streets began to fill with the rain water. The splattering of rain drops on the tin sheet of the school roof produced a music to someone who was eager to listen to it. The surrounding petrichor after those first rains brings back joy to all the living beings around the place at that time.  The new entrant, smiled back nervously, and sat on the bench near by, allocated  to her, with her two braids of hair swinging on her back like a swing tied to a tree going back and forth. The first session was taken by the class teacher, and the new entrant was introduced to the whole class as Jasmine, whose father was a Business man working in the Pharmaceuticals Industry, her mother being a house wife. Besides the parents, she had a grandmother and a puppy in her house, and they belonged to an influential fami
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Chapter 02

"This is it!!! This is the day I was looking forward to for all these years...", Nalini thought standing in front of the mirror . She had just worn her petticoat and the blouse, as part of this special occasion. Her comrade cum friend Shubha helped her put on a special belt jacket around her waist, with the switch in front of her near the navel; just in reach of her hand. After a few hours, she would be standing in a crowded street with the Srilankan people and the congregation of the Defense Minister of Srilanka. And with just a small wave of her hand, every thing goes BOOM!!! Nalini was just 12 when the Srilankan army took her father away in pretext of interrogation. The next day, they found the bullet ridden body of her father on the outskirts of her village. One the same night, a group of the government army barged into her home and took her mother and elder sister away. She slipped on under a charpoy , and hid herself there for sometime, until the villagers came searchin
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Memoirs of Pinkcity

I had left Jaipur on a cold December of 2004. It's been 17 years I left the place but the memories remain intact. We stayed at the Government quarters allotted to my dad in the posh Jyoti Nagar area, owing to the vicinity of important offices and places nearby - The Vidhana Sabha, C-Scheme area, Statue Circle, Rambagh Palace etc. (The spoil sport in that area was the Jhuggi basti - The last I hear, it is still there and no one had dared to remove the basti from that place). Winters were very special for me while I was at Jaipur. When the sun peeps out of the cloud with its sunshine in the winter and hits your body, that feeling was amazing... I still feels that warmth, even when I am writing this. When I was in my college days, with my limited set of friends, we go to the tea shop at the back gate of the Maharaja's college  and sipping the tea along with some pakora just felt heaven.  And then, the main event of winter. Every late December, or early January, Jaipur hosted (a
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Chapter 1 - The Beginning

       'Oh God No!!! Not me please. What did I do to deserve this? What misery!". Twenty year old Leah thought for herself. She took a small sharp edged wood splinter hidden under her louse ridden blanket and pierced her long scaly finger. Nothing came out at her first and second try, and then she tried harder. This time a tiny amount of blood oozed out of her finger. She pressed her finger harder so the blood could come out in a gush. She applied the blood in her lips and her bonny face, so it look lovely and fresh. The German soldier barked out at the inmates, "Any one here sick? Any dead bodies?". No one moved. The soldier came to everyone's sleeping barracks, looked at the haggard faces and picked up a few of them who looked particularly ill. He reached Leah's bed, glanced towards her once, and moved on to other beds. The chosen ones are marched outside the barracks, and then no one heard of them ever.       The year was 1937. The 15 year old Leah, with h
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My Dear Blog

Its been five years, I had been in Bangalore and in my current organization I work for. Things have changed so much so that Bangalore doesn't seem to be the good old 'Rustic Bangalore'. Water problems, Electricity problems, Commutation & Traffic problems, Sewage and Garbage disposal problems, problems, problems everywhere... Buildings popping up in all directions, Builders exploiting every piece of land available and Industries polluting or ending the once clean lakes around. Four hours of traffic commutation every day just to travel a 8 to 10 KM on road is just too much to ask. The Metro line program they had planned so far is such a BS piece of work that it benefit no one. And under construction Metro lines are still under construction, even after 5 years of its inception. There's no proper system laid on disposal of Garbage waste, and people dump their wastes on public road sides everywhere. BBMP have no idea on what to do with the garbage they collect and they
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Location: Bengaluru, Karnataka, India
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I do remember...

Time...the only entity of the universe that is constantly changing.  Remember when you were a child, playing in your mother's lap and your father content on seeing the ruckus? You grew up a little further, started going to a school; the first day in the school, when you saw your father leaving you behind in an unknown place, and the fear it created in your small heart. And suddenly the tears started flooding through your tiny eyes, and from nowhere small hands, as small as yours grabbed your shirt. Remember, that was the first friendship you had made in the world you had stepped into? Remember all those joys and jumps on the subsequent days when you met your newly made friend at school like every day? Remember the anxiety and sadness when this friend was absent from the class because of a flue?   You grew up a little further, and you started waiting eagerly for the summer vacations in the school. Remember the long journey in the trains, to meet your grandparents who were
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Location: Bengaluru, Karnataka 560017, India
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Annayum Rasoolum...

Jeez, what a Lovely song this is...  The song has the voice of the female lead of the movie (Andrea Jeremiah). The other appreciable character in the movie is Fahad... This guy has come a very long long way: From this to now... A must watch for all the people out there in love...You will relate something or the other with the protagonists.
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