It was Saturday morning. And it was cold. The clock read 11 am. 11 am on a cold February morning. Such a good feeling. Dan pulled the covers over his head, trying to snatch a few more minutes of quick sleep. But then he remembered he had a task in hand, for the day. As [...]
Archive for March, 2008
A STORY LITTLE LESS ORDINARY – part 2
Posted in Uncategorized on March 30, 2008 | 2 Comments »
A STORY LITTLE LESS ORDINARY – part 1
Posted in Uncategorized on March 27, 2008 | 8 Comments »
“… I have already told you, not to depend on anyone. Don’t depend on me. And, please, don’t say such things to me again “, were the last words of lily, as the phone went down. The already dark moonless night, just got all the more darker for Dan. He hadn’t had a single bite [...]
THE FIRST JOB…
Posted in Uncategorized on March 17, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Well, i wrote this down, the night i got my first job…on campus. It was preceded by a small string of failures, so it actually meant a lot to me….. Here’s what i wrote…. ” I remember that dialog by Boman Irani in BLUFFMASTER, to Abhishek Bacchan ( ROY), when he tells him, to realize [...]
COLLEGE LIVING…
Posted in Uncategorized on March 15, 2008 | 10 Comments »
NOTE : NO OFFENSE MEANT BY THIS POST TO ANYBODY (LIVING OR DEAD) As i pushed open the door to what was supposed to be my new “home” for the next 4 years, i realized it was just a dead end. A plain white wall stared back at me .But that was impossible, right. The [...]
A DEPARTMENT IN DARK…
Posted in Uncategorized on March 12, 2008 | 11 Comments »
DATED: SUNDAY,JANUARY 13TH 2008 Well, its about last night, and its a crazy story. i know, we all do crazy things sometimes….and last night was the one for me, i guess. You see, i had this bottle of BACARDI RUM in my room , for the last three days, and was just searching for the [...]
TOO MANY DEATHS…
Posted in Uncategorized on March 2, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Well, i wouldn’t normally have written this post. But this morning, mom calls me up , to ask about the recent death in my college, which i hadn’t told at home and which she came to know from some outside sources ( i know the source, its that father of the son , who is [...]






