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Prodigious talent
He had played a seminal role in setting up the team and his prodigious talent was always on display.
यादों का पिटारा
एक बोल है, नीले रंग का। पुराना है पर बहुत ख़ास है। ख़ास इसलिए क्योंकि वो तुम्हारा है। उसपर नज़र पड़ती है और ऐसा लगता है मानो तुम्हारी यादों ने ग...
WOW: The incomplete Love story – Part 2
This is the 2nd and final part for the post ‘WOW: The Last Time He Saw Her‘. For better understanding, I would request you to kindly read the 1st part. Continuing from the point where I have left… So, B spends his entire night wondering about S…thinking about the time that they have spent with each … Continue reading
#TweetFables – Story 05-01-2018
One by one, the lights went out and echoing footsteps died away in the distance....
Amusing-yet-unforgettable college days...
College dairy, RKMV, Cricket, PT teacher, Humour
Shadowing for a Living #WOW
Shadowing people is my profession. I do it to put food on the table and sent my kids to school. So when someone asks me to shadow another person, I do not sit on value judgement. I do not ca…
Story of Kadalekai Parishe for Children
A few hundred years ago, there was a small village called Basavanagudi in Bengaluru in Karnataka Farmers in Basavanagudi and surrounding villages cultivated ...
WOW: The Splashing Sound - Version 2 - A Post To Celebrate The Second Anniversary Of My Blog
A blog where I pour out the meanderings of my imagination as flash-fiction and short stories of several kind...
It Happened Last Night
Chloe woke up with a start, and massively disoriented, looked around desperately for a familiar sign to tell her where she was, or what woke her up. And then she remembered. Even in the dark, her h…
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THE SACRED NON STOP MOMENTS!
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Gods don't keep property deeds 2
A story in three parts. Part 1 of the story introduces Kartik Venugopal, an ambitious 40-year-old politician from Kerala seeking to expand his party's influence. Following a guru's claim that Velankanni Basilica was originally a Hindu shrine, Kartik seizes the political opportunity to champion historical reclamation. However, a sobering conversation with his former history professor, Meera Nair, challenges his narrative, emphasizing that history requires rigorous evidence rather than manufa.....
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A Squirrel Story
At the end of that paddy field, below a big banyan tree, between the holes of the roots stood a squirrel with a nut of its head size in his hands. He wants to break open the shell and eat the kernel inside. His tiny hands were not enough to break the shell, so he threw it up above so that it falls down and crack. The nut flew in the air and gravity dropped it down to earth. The nut rolled down into a hole between the roots of the tree. The squirrel was shocked and rushed beh.....
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The King of Lunatics - 2
The second part of a story based on a folklore of Kerala. This makes you meditate on the meaning of life...
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The King of Lunatics - 1
They tell this story in the village below the hill. In the years I have carried this story, it has grown a little at the edges, the way stories always do. The heart of it has remained unchanged, however, in spite of a whole millennium and a half that has passed since the time of our protagonist. Those were the days when kings ruled in Valluvanad and the Bharathapuzha ran fuller than it does now. A Brahmin scholar named Vararuchi was counted among the nine gems of King Vikramaditya’s.....
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THE SMILING STONE!
"Chachu, Shall I tell you a story?""Go ahead, Beta.. Love to hear that!""Once a King gave a stone to his Minister and said,..
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Fear
हमारे मित्र गोयल सा आजकल कुछ अनमने से नज़र आते हैं। हमारी सीनियर्स की हर महीने होने वा&#.....
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The Observer
A man struggling with panic discovers the quiet space between his thoughts, while a mysterious watch holds a secret he cannot explain...
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ஏக வீரனும் ஏகாவளியும்
ஏக வீரனும் ஏகாவளியும்ஸ்ரீ தேவியின் மேல் பக்தி கொண்டு தேவியின் திருநாமங்களைத் த.....
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இரண்டாவது நாவல் - அத்யாயம் - 10
10 ”தம்பி உங்க அப்பச்சி இந்த இடத்தை லீஸுக்கு எடுத்துத்தான் வீடெல்லாம் கட்டி வாடக.....
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THE STORY OF KHEER!
"Chachu.. Shall I tell you a story?""Yes, dear.. Go ahead!""It..
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Rajshekar - The reality of dreams unfulfilled - Chapter 12 - The Chronicles of the Youngest Child
In the 12th Chapter, Rajshekar's on the search of a college that will make his dreams come true...
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When Two Times meet - Short story - Fiction
The waiting room at the courthouse was packed as usual. It was midday after all. The clock was nearing noon and Desai was starting to feel his tummy rumble. He looked at the mobile phone in his hand and saw the message he'd received. Ah yes! Aswad would be a lovely choice at lunchtime. It was always so difficult to get a table there on the weekdays. Finally, he would be able to enjoy the mango curry and the special Marathi Thali...
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மூலம்
மூலம் சிறிது நடுக்கமாகத்தான் இருந்தது மெச்சிக்கு அந்த ஜாதக விபரங்களைப் பார்த்&#.....
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The Other Silence
Father Gabriel had learnt early in life that there were two kinds of silence. There was the silence of the chapel after Compline, the good silence, the silence that seemed to have a place for everything. And there was the other silence. The silence that came when two priests were talking in the corridor and stopped when he approached. He had never been able to prove that the silence was about him. That was perhaps what made it worse. Gabriel had ent.....
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பிடிமண்
பிடிமண் ரோட்டை ஒட்டிய பாலத்தின் அடியில் இருந்தது அந்தப் பெட்டிக் கடை. அந்த ரோட்&.....
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Aditi - the Hopeful singer - the Audition
Aditi was taking a shower when something that had happened that morning came to her mind. Dropping her daughter off at school and seeing her smiling face as she waved goodbye to her had filled her with joy. So much joy that, from nowhere, a tune had emerged, a tune she didn’t recognise as part of her regular repertoire...
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The Chronicles of the youngest Child - Part 4- Getting 3rd Rank
In the 4th standard in school, I was a very good student. I found most subjects interesting. Science, Maths, English, Community Living were among my favourite. During one of the four main exams held that year, I was pleasantly surprised to be ranked 3rd in a class of 65 students. I had not particularly studied harder than usual. I guess my regular interest in all the subjects had made for a 'ready' state when I wrote my papers, which had probably resulted in the good scores...
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When Ammini tried Hindi - Ammini & Ramchandra - part 8 - The Chronicles of the Youngest Child
Ammini searched for the shopping bag in the kitchen. She rarely had to go to the market, but right now, she was alone at home. Devaki Amma, her mother-in-law, was away to see baby Vineeta and her daughter Shreedevi in Borivali, and Subadhra, her young sister-in-law, was at work. Ramchandra, her husband, had gone to the office earlier that morning too. Ammini only realised after he had left that she had no vegetables to cook...
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Rajshekar - The Grudging Garment - chapter 11- The Chronicles of the Youngest Child
He was at the tailor’s with the cloth material that Amma had given him. This tailor, Mr. Bangera, had had his shop in the same spot for many years. Daddy used to get his own shirts stitched by him. Raj was standing at the entrance with the cloth in a plastic bag. He was hesitant to enter. He looked down at the bag and, through the gap between his hand and the opening, saw the lavender flowers peep up...