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Trying to Move On from the Game

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The following story is narrated by a random person who was waiting for his bus at the bus-stop like everyday:I was standing at the bus-stop waiting for my bus that day. It was 9:34 AM and the weather was very pleasant but my mind was not at much peace. The other people present at the bus-stop were not in a good mood after the loss of Team India in the semi-final the previous day. I had the same kind of mood that day. Everybody was discussing the lost game there, but I was not doing the same as I was trying to move on from the game and the sadness it had caused me, but the people around me were not letting me to do the same by discussing it. After some time, a guy came on his bike and dropped a senior citizen (who was sitting behind him on the bike), at the bus-stop. He (the senior citizen) was holding a newspaper in his hand. Very soon, he started reading the newspaper. He was not talking about the game with anyone, he was just reading the newspaper. When he moved towards the last pag…

It fell off from My Pocket

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It was 11:32 in the morning that day. Dhruv was sitting in the stands of his college cricket ground all alone. He took out the mobile phone from the left pocket of his pant and went on to phone-call Sanket. After 2-3 rings, Sanket picked up the call.Sanket (to Dhruv in the phonecall): Yeah. Say.Dhruv: Why didn’t you come to college today?Sanket: I didn’t feel like going to college today. Yesterday, I had a hectic day due to the practical sessions in the college and some other personal stuff. So, I thought that I should take a day off today.Dhruv (with a little laugh in his tone): You are talking like you have taken a day off from the office instead of college.Sanket: Yeah-yeah, but trust me, yesterday in the college seemed like a day in the office.Dhruv: Okay, keep that aside. I have messed up something and I thought that I would feel better & lighter if I share it with you.Sanket: Yeah. Say it and feel as much light as you want, but do it quickly as I have a game-mission to compl…

Vishwas’s Love for Music

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The following is the story of Vishwas narrated by himself. Here goes Vishwas: Namaskaar. My name is Vishwas Verma. I have a great affection for music since my childhood. I have this habit of trying to sing songs in the same tune as that of the songs I listen to on radio, TV, and mobile phone. When I used to hang out with my friends during our college days, I loved singing songs to them and they were also very fond of my voice and singing. My friends used to say, What a voice you have! You have great control over your voice. It’s a treat to hear you singing. One of the friends used to say, I am recording this and will soon upload it to social media.me singing songs with different tunes when hanging out with my friends was the story of almost every day during my college days. Then, I started dreaming….., I dreamt of my songs and voice reaching the hearts of a lot of people but everything did not happen the way I had planned and dreamt. The reason/s for the same was my less self-conf…

There is always a Fight going on inside Me

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There is always a fight going on inside me. The fight takes place between two fighters. The name of one of the fighters’ is ‘Will-Get-It’ and the other one’s name is ‘Not-Worthy’.
Sometimes ‘Will-Get-It’ dominates ‘Not-Worthy’ and sometimes, ‘Not-Worthy’ dominates ‘Will-Get-It’ in the fight. I always root for ‘Will-Get-It’ in the fight. I feel great when ‘Will-Get-It’ is dominating the fight, but when ‘Not-Worthy’ starts dominating the fight, I feel like I am sick, blankness starts splashing everywhere in my mind, I get unable to think properly.
When ‘Not-Worthy’ is dominating the fight, it kind of forces me to root for him and when I think of rooting for him (‘Not-Worthy’), I get scared…, very scared as I start doubting my existence, but thankfully at that time of self-doubt, suddenly, ‘Will-Get-It’ makes a comeback and begins to give a tough fight to ‘Not-Worthy’ and starts dominating again.
I hope ‘Will-Get-It’ always dominates ‘Not-Worthy’ in the fight inside me and every other pers…

Advik parked his Bicycle where He usually parks

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Advik had reached his home from the school at around 3:00 PM like every day. His mom then served lunch for him on the dining table. After freshening up, Advik had his lunch and went to take a nap in his room. Then, the clock in his room was showing 3:32 PM.After about 2 hours and 30 minutes, Advik’s mom began trying to wake him up for his coaching classes, which resulted in Advik changing his sleeping positions and not trying to wake up. But, when his mom aggressively shook him up, he had to wake up.Then, he got ready for his coaching classes, put the required books and notebooks in his bag, and went for his coaching center by riding on his bicycle. He had classes from 6:00 PM to 8:00 PM that day in the coaching center. His friend Lokesh with his (Lokesh’s) bicycle joined him on his way.  After reaching the coaching center, he parked his bicycle where he usually parks and locked the bicycle, Lokesh also did the same. He then entered the classroom with Lokesh and joined the other stude…

In a Bank Somewhere

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In a bank somewhere, Chirag went to the counter of which a lady was in charge.Chirag: Excuse me, madam.Lady in charge of the counter (while working on her computer): Wait a minute………. Yes, how can I help you?Chirag: I want to open an account here.Lady to Chirag: Okay.Lady (with a louder voice): Mishra ji, one account-opening form is needed here.Mishra ji to the Lady (from his table): Okay madam.Lady to Chirag: You can get the required form and other information from the table which is to the left side of yours. Mishra ji will help you there.Chirag went to Mr.Mishra’s table.Mishra ji to Chirag: Take this. This is the form required for opening an account here.Chirag (after taking the form from Mishraji and taking out his pen to fill up the form): Thanks. I should start filling it now……….Mishraji: Please have a seat on one of the empty chairs behind you.Chirag sat on one of the empty chairs there and started filling up the form. After he had filled up the form, he went to Mishraji’s tabl…

A Suit to control the Superpower

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Recap of Shyam’s Superpower There is an infinite number of shining particles inside Shyam’s body. Some of these particles come out of his body when any thing/being approaches towards his body to hit/harm and protect his body from the same. These particles don’t move out completely from the body, they get out partially from the body to push/hit the thing/being approaching towards the body. Then, the particles get into the body after pushing/hitting the required thing/being. The pace of the particles hitting the required thing/being depends on the pace of the thing or being. Shyam does not have control over his power. To know how Shyam aka Rakshit got his Superpower, go to: “What will he do with his Superpowers?”
A Suit to control the Superpower A scientist named Dr. Vishwas Ahuja, after examining Shyam’s body and the shining particles inside it, created a suit for Shyam using the advanced technologies of his agency and his secret knowledge (the knowledge about something which he has been …

When I ran in the Balloon Race

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When I was studying in class ‘Prep’ I was with my parents at the Annual Sports Day in our school, I was 6 years of age, studying in class ‘Prep’ then. I had no idea about what was going on that day at the school. Before reaching the school that day, I even did not know that my parents had registered my name for the ‘Balloon Race’ there, I was just very happy riding with my parents on our scooter. In those days, I always enjoyed sitting on the little seat ahead of my father on the scooter.
That day, our school was very crowded That day, our school was very crowded. There were sounds and their echoes everywhere, mostly because of the mikes and also due to the noise made by the kids and their parents. Many events were organized that day, most of them were related to athletics, but as a kid I was very confused about everyone jumping and running here and there.
The Announcement for the Balloon Race Then came the announcement from one of the may mikes, “Dear parents of the participants of the ‘B…

There was a Message from Ayesha

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The following story is being narrated by Prashant who himself is a character in the story.
Recap Prashant met Ayesha when she was looking for a nice coffee-shop.  He met her the second time when she was crying in the coffee-shop which he had told her about. Both of them connected because of an idiot who had troubled both of them and Ayesha was not crying anymore. To read about how they connected, check this:'Is there any nice Coffee-Shop nearby?'Now let’s read what Prashant is narrating:
One day at 8:00 AM, I woke up after the Sunlight from the window could not see me sleeping anymore. Then, I got my mobile phone to see the time, while doing the same, I saw that there was a message from Ayesha sent at 6:11 AM. It read “Hi. There’s a party for the success of a web-series at 9:00 PM, can you get there? There would be lots of people there to introduce yourself to and get you gigs.”
I called her the moment I finished reading the message. After 8 rings she picked up the phone.
Me: Hi. G…

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