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Samir, are you there? Whenever you read my message, give me a call. Switch on the TV and look at the news. All of them are covering it. They say that the police and the media are still trying to figure out, who is the culprit.

My whole house is glued to the TV set and it is giving me nervous moments. Do you even remember what we did last night? How will you, you were so drunk, that I had to drag you out of the party and hurl you in to my car. Yesterday, it all started when you had more than your normal intake of alcohol. You got in to a fight with a guy on the dance floor. His group of friends charged on you and then what followed was total chaos. (more…)

Dear Sis,

Am writing this letter at a time in life, where I have been overwhelmed by a sudden turn of events. Somethings which I never expected in my life, things that I thought were innocent have come back to haunt me. I need help.

I know, you would say ‘I told you’ but it is now too late to dwell on those issues. I am ready to take your counsel. All my life, you were the one who guided me and I was the one who always spurned the good advice thinking you were from the old school of thought, narrow minded.

Remember, Raj who used to be my research partner. Yes, one of the many boyfriends I used to date and the one you hated the most. Well, I liked the guy for his lavish spending and deep pockets. The relationship was just a way for me to enjoy life, the added advantage that he was a good student just helped. I always knew that none of these guys would be my life partner, I knew that marriage needed somebody who was more dependable, mature and understanding. (more…)

16.07.2008, 11:00 am …
(RAW head quarters, New Delhi)

Hey, long time no see! I am Deoxy Ribose, friends call me DNA. Whose DNA? Well I am the DNA of about whom the former U.N. Secretary-General Javier Pérez de Cuéllar said: “She is the United Nations. She is peace in the world!” Though hardly people know her by her maiden name, she is renowned and revered and respected and loved as ‘Mother Teresa’. I am being taken in to a high security zone, where I am being accompanied by DNA’s of some other influential people of India. Why, well only time will tell……

16.07.2015, 4:30 am …
(Specialized Forensic Research Labs, Bangalore)

Hi, do you remember me? I met you many years back. I think it’s time to come out. What happened? Only thing I know is that the Indian Govt. due to poor monsoons and declining stocks of food has declared a famine. All over the country, in various places, there is a look of hopelessness as the number of people dying of hunger has swelled. (more…)

Hey hello Mr. Blog Reader. I am the brain of Mr.Hyde Junior! Thinking? Wondering? Trying to figure out? Leave all that hard work to me. Relax and just listen carefully to all that I have to say and things will be clear. And yes, don’t try to make an impression. It will not help. Just plainly simply listen now, period.

I am one of the most important parts of any human being’s body but when I get a wicked heart to scheme, I become the most powerful tool of the modern man! Yes I depend on the heart for oxygen, you see!

But let me tell you what I did to Mr. Hyde Junior. His mother was devout, God loving lady. Her parents brought her up in the fear of God and she slowly became a beautiful young woman in the eyes of the Creator. All the people around adored her, Miss.Wisdom as she was always called by her parents then one day went off to study at the IIM. (more…)

6 a.m…..Chirp Chirp

Hello Friends! I am the heart of Mr. Go Getter. Well not only is his name like that but he is a Go getter since his childhood days. Yes, born to get what he wants in life, a super achiever.

My job is to keep him going no matter what his pace of life. Every day I beat for more than 100000 times at the rate of close to 70 times a minute. Well, I don’t need a thank you or a clap because I have been made to do so, made to give out oxygenated blood to every part of his body through this complex structure. I still remember the day he was born and I used to beat for 90-120 times a minute, well I think I was all excited then. The realities of life were yet to set in. (more…)

7 July 2008,

KORAMANGALA, BANGALORE, 6:30 a.m. :

Why are you scared buddy? I am not a stranger but you have known me better than anybody around you. The only difference being that I chose to remain inside of you and talked to you in whispers and sometimes groanings. Pardon me that I am scaring you today. It was getting suffocating inside.

I know, you are having the empty feeling today and don’t know how to respond to me, your inner man. But I am here today to join you on your day as a friend. Did you see the newspapers today? Look at all those beautiful girls on the supplement, I have been drooling on them since morning. They sure have given me a kick start to the day. Hope to catch up with all those news and photos of Footballers wives once I reach office with you. Well today I am not going to let you enjoy them all alone! Heeeeeee Heeeeeee! (more…)

Dear beloved Son,

This is the first day in years that I have spent without listening to your voice. I still remember the first day I saw you besides your mother in the hospital. Oh what joy to have held you in my arms for the first time, my heart was pounding so hard just thinking that I am a proud father and the responsibility that was to follow.

You grew in my arms those first few years and you became the centre of our lives, both of us made all our plans, with ‘you’ as the priority of our lives. Probably we were overwhelmed and did not know how to react and we decided to bring you all the good things in life. We never compromised on anything that was important to you, whether it was your studies or health. We brought home the best that money could buy. (more…)

Hey Shridhar!

Sorry I did not get any reply from your personal mail id and did not have any contact numbers to get in touch with you for these last two years. Heard that you are doing well in life, that you joined an IT major and are now settled in the U.S. Ravi gave me the news when I was chatting with him. You are the only guy who has got settled so fast, but you deserve it.

It has been two desperate years for me, hunting jobs and making ends meet has been a Herculean task. Natasha and I soon moved in to another apartment after our graduations, she has landed a job in a bank and I am still languishing in a call centre, the same old routines, only thing that has changed is that now I am a floor manager. The BPO’s have been hit hard with the fall in number of clients due to the American slowdown. Pressures to keep our jobs are increasing and my medical bills are not likely to come down any time soon. (more…)

Dear Sarita,

I am writing this letter which I am sure has come as a surprise to you. But it definitely would have brought back memories of our college days when we would exchange letters, I wish I had some of them with me today to read. But those carefree days when we would hold our hands and walk through the park, those tasty kulfis which we would relish and long nights where I would keep reading those letters and keep dreaming well in to the night.

Another reason I am writing is that I could not bear to listen to your voice on the phone, it is too painful for me, I still remember when you would keep calling just to persuade me to give our marriage another chance, but I believe I was blinded by the beauty of my colleague then to reconsider my decision to go through a divorce. But I guess it is now too late to think on those issues. (more…)

Come Olympics and most of us would be glued to this mega event unfold itself. More so because the built up to it and the country in which it is taking place promises much drama. This is one event which commands the most number of eyeballs, with the Athens Olympics drawing more than 4 billion people watching it just on TV. Most of us have already witnessed the violence that has marred the carrying of the Olympic torch, which signifies the uniting thread between the ancient games and modern games.

The purpose of the ancient games has been replaced by the spirit of the modern games. The Greeks placed emphasis on the Artistic nature of athletics and the preparatory role it played for its warriors. Games were important due to the impact it had on the regions economy and politics. But over a period of time the athletes began to be paid heavily for their sporting achievements and sports heroes emerged resulting in the demise of the amateurs and with it so many other things that sports stood for. (more…)