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CATCH IT, BEFORE IT’S GONE!!!!!

Ting! *TV on* Seagram’s… One life, Make It Large! “You know, Aisha loved this SRK! I mean ewwww, how gay is he?” He shifted his gaze to see a woman busy fidgeting over her mobile phone. She didn’t seem to pay heed to his statement. As usual. He thought to himself. Suddenly, his own statement struck the chords within him. Aisha? Did I say Aisha? Nah, not Aisha! I… NO! Not Aisha. This time more fierce. He shifted his gaze again. Only this time he saw a beautiful woman looking back at him. Her long lustrous hair, her sparkly eyes, her electric smile, and her attract He saw Kaaya’s exasperated expression. “I’m sorry.” He mouthed. His gaze came back. He felt something he hadn’t felt lately. “Did I see Aisha? Why Aisha?” He looked back at that direction. It was Kaaya. Still fidgeting with her phone. He returned back. “Why did I see Aisha?” ********************************* *5 years back* “He’s not gay! You are Gay!” An innocent girl yelled in full ferocity. “Oh yeah? Let me pro...
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SHATTERED

She glided down the marble staircase; her hands were clutching an ornate mirror. The wind howled with rage outside those dark, vintage French windows; draped in purple velvet. The empty room echoed an eerie silence, and she; her dark curls brushing against her fair skin, stood by those windows the abandoned castle. She touched the velvet, and caressed it with her long fingers - their red shade attracted her attention. What was thirst for blood? A scurrying sound disturbed her musings, and in flash she caught that rat by its tail - and flung it out of an open window. She eyed herself in the ornate mirror, her expression wild. "Why?" she wondered, "am I so addicted to this dark red fluid? What powers lie in those droplets that I love so?" She smiled at herself in the antique mirror that reflected her beautiful face, and glanced at her incomplete canvas. She sighed. The dark room lit up suddenly in an eerie glow ...
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Of Love, Diaries and Regrets..............

Of Love, Diaries and Regrets.......... Thap! She got up and collected the newspaper lying in front of the door. She unfolded it and scanned through the first page. A pamphlet fell to her feet. She bent to collect it. She faintly saw a face she recognised. Pushing the glasses mounted across her temples to rest over her nose, she examined the face. This time she knew exactly who he was. She read the name. It made her go back to the time she had first heard it. She went through the content of the pamphlet. A sense of pride gripped her. She always knew he would become a top neuro-surgeon one day. ********************* 10 years back. In the lawns of a prestigious medical college, she was wandering aimlessly. She was an hour early on her very first day. It was typical her. She saw a figure approaching from behind. “First year?” She turned to see a fair, tall and great looking guy. He could easily pass as a model. He had grey eyes which complimented his features....
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Hold On To It

Hold On To It Just when the tides get clear, and happy, you learn to be. Something looms his head up, blinds your power to see. It wasn't a part of your plan, it wasn't within your dream. Something takes control, and nothing right in it seems. You knock every shut door, raise your hand to get up. But it slams in your face, and further brims your cup. That's when it convinces you, that life is not gonna be fair. To you, to several, to all, it's on everybody's share! You'll decide one thing, and the opposite will occur. You'll lose things, close, no matter how many lockers. Your faith will be tested, and your sanity, pressed. You'll give up on hopes, and on all chances,dressed. You'll hesitate to walk, you'll be afraid of the snow. Losing peace in darkness, you'll be tired to plough. But one day, one fine one, it will all be totally done. The misery, the test, the dark, and li...
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