Kaakarat

Posted by sp2hari as Personal, Uncategorized, story

This story is created by a few vetti engineering students (who are supposed to a project) and a vetti software engineer(who is supposed to work). :-) The main story is contributed by only one, but many own the copyright for this story now. OK, lets stop the intro here and begin the story.
Long ago, […]

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August 2, 2008 | Filed Under Personal, Uncategorized, story | Comments Off 

My Way

Posted by el cid as frank sinatra, jobless, my way, story

He looked at the cover of his favourite audio disc, his smile reflecting off it’s glazed surface. He placed the disc on the cd tray, pressed play and waited for Sinatra’s magic to replete the room. He then took off his jacket, placed it carefully on the armchair and walked towards the bay window. He rolled up the sleeves of his spotless white shirt, undid the button of his waistcoat and removed

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June 22, 2008 | Filed Under frank sinatra, jobless, my way, story | Comments Off 

E poi ci è stato Magic

Posted by el cid as Magic, date, first, love, perfect, story

There was a good ten minutes more till 6 PM, according to the Time and Frequency Standards Laboratory at the National Physical Laboratory in New Delhi.

“Move. Mooove. Moooooooove you nincompoop”, exclaimed an uneasy Jerry, looking at the minute hand of his watch. To him, it seemed as if the minute hand had fallen head over heels for the number 50.

“60 is sexier, you know?”, said Jerry, using

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June 22, 2008 | Filed Under Magic, date, first, love, perfect, story | Comments Off 

I Love My Mummy

Posted by as Amazing Articles, story

1. When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you. you thankedher by crying all the night.2. When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk.You thanked her byrunning away when she called.3. When you were 3 years old, she made all your mealswith love. Youthanked her by tossing your […]

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June 2, 2008 | Filed Under Amazing Articles, story | Comments Off 

Posted by as Just like that, story, vacation time pass

Dream on ! ! ! a short story PART 1Year: 2008 Time : 0740 hrsI am always busy. I woke up at six this morning, packed my stuff and got in to the cab that Ravi had booked earlier. Ravi is so particular about this car.“This is the latest model that anyone in this country can lay their hands on, boss” he says so proudly. I nod my head as I know what is coming next.“Image boss image. You will look great when you get down at The Parks building boss.”Yes, Image is something for which I am being paid by my company, Rockwell advertisers proclaimed to be the best in the industry. And I really don’t care as all the expenses are paid by the company. Its well over fifteen minutes in the car now and the busy traffic demands a few more minutes. Its 8.00 am as I reach the reception desk of the ‘The parks’. I slide a business card to the lady at the desk.“I am hari sado. I work for the Rockwell’s”. She takes a quick glance“Nice to meet you”, she says out of habit. “How can I help you?”“I am here to meet Mr.Raj, the vice-president and I have an appointment too”.Before even she responds, Mr.Raj is all over me with handshakes and how-are-you’s?He guides me to his air-conditioned office room. Glass tables designed to suit the classic theme, paintings hanging over the walls. Wealth and prosperity is what I see everywhere. I sit before the panel and start discussing about my company. I finish my presentation and just before lunch they sign the deal worth 2.3 crores and it is all as smooth as a cake. They invite me to Lunch and we eat slowly discussing a variety of issues. The deal will open up new doorways for Rockwell and I will get a share as pay hikes and promotions.I walk back smiling to the receptionist and give a hi-fi to Ravi on my way back in the car. The return journey is faster and over the phone I tell my CEO everything that happened in there. I take the day off; go to the nearby shopping mall to buy Sports shoes for pintu and a bright red sari for Rekha. The shop is small but very posh and stylish. I put the stuff in a basket and hand it over to the man at the counter.“Eight triple nine rupees. Sir”, the man says after punching in some numbers at the machine.He swipes my credit card and asks for a signature. I pick up pintu from school on my way back and surprise him with the gift. He is so happy that he hugs and kisses me. I return home expecting the same from Rekha. Dinner at the ‘meridian’ and I can call it a wonderful day.PART 2Year : 2008 Time : 2230 hrsNight times at this part of the city aren’t safe these days. The streets are deserted and are lit only by the moon. I once again check my bag and make sure that the cash is safe. If everything goes well, I would be relieved of all my debts by tomorrow and still have around two thousand eight hundred rupees at my disposal. Rupa can have a thousand from it for her summer swimming classes that are about to begin in a week she would definitely be happy on hearing this. Poor kid, it’s about two years since I had taken her out.Lights are still on at my apartment and I slowly climb the stairs and reach the fourth floor. The door swings open and I hand over my bag to kala. I have always wondered how she recognizes the footsteps and she is always ready, waiting for me.“Kala today is a special day!” I wait for her to respond.“What is it?” she lets forth a giggle.“We got the payment that we were expecting a month back today. Those sleazy people at the city centre finally agreed to pay us the twelve thousand rupees.”‘Kumar enterprises’ is a parcel services company with 2 trucks and a mini-van. It is jointly owned by me and ramesh, my friend from college. We named it with my name as ramesh felt that my name will bring luck to the company. So far it has not.“You know what? This is not at all a big money for those and they made us wait for this in spite knowing well how important is this money to us. And we cashed the cheque in the afternoon”“Oh. How nice!” and she really means it.“And kala, we will pay back the bank loan and we are also planning to buy some furniture for our office.” I say drinking a glass of water.“How about a visit to the family temple tomorrow. Rupa can also come as she is bored these days.” She plans in her own way.“Ok, we’ll plan it for the weekend.” We talk for a while and I take a pillow and a bed sheet and leave to the terrace. Sleeping under the open sky is very relaxing and soothing to the mind.Part 3Year : 1995 Time : 0930 hrsThe assembly Hall of Sri Gurudev School is fully packed. The prayer gets over and the principal takes over the mike.“Dear students, our school has yet again proved its mettle by performing extremely well in the board exams. This year the school administration will provide full scholarship to all the 3 toppers and will assist them in everyway in pursuing the courses of their choice.I now individually call upon the toppers to come over the stage and receive the scholarships. With a total score of 95 percent we have Lalita .She has secured admission in the state college and the school will fund her fees for the next four years. The auditorium roars with applause as lalita gets on stage. Next we have hari sado and kumar with a score of 92 percent each.”Both the boys jump on to the stage and receive the medals from the principal.“Students, hari sado is joining the National engineering college and we wish him success in all his endeavors. Kumar here deserves a special mention. He has rejected the engineering and science degree offers from various institutes and has chosen to join a history course, the subject of his interest. I ask every one of you to derive inspiration from kumar and follow your own dreams.”The principal hugs kumar and pats him on his back.Kumar felt very proud, but for the last time for the decision.

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May 21, 2008 | Filed Under Just like that, story, vacation time pass | Comments Off 

The reptile that changes its color

Posted by yazhini as Kela, chameleon, story

“There was a merchant who had a donkey that could understand English. They used to walk around and talk to each other. Once, they saw a Zebra on their way and the merchant asked the donkey, “What is it?”. The donkey answered, “A Zebra” and his master replied, “Nice donkey! Smart donkey!”. They saw a […]

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March 25, 2008 | Filed Under Kela, chameleon, story | Comments Off 

Posted by as story

This is the short story that SVENKY and I created with valuable suggestions from sana.THE WALKThe chillness of the night did not wither the spirits of the inmates of the hostel. The long four year voyage is about to end in few months. Boisterous crowd thumping the poor volley ball, the animated discussions on university admits, poor junior getting taunted by some wretched souls, all these are typical of a final year hostel life. Oblivious to all these proceedings I am immersed in deep retrospection. With a confused feeling I instantly get up from my bed and start to walk towards the nearby coffee shop. Though the general tendency of the human mind is to be social, a tinge of loneliness makes you feel good. I chose the longer route through the deserted woody road. The nagging sensation of under achievement creeps in to my present thoughts, giving a slight depressing feel. Chewing over the experiences I see that so much has changed in the college in these years, from new buildings to hi-tech computer centers, but the sad truth is that there is always a fraction of pupils who are bound to remain stagnant in every aspect. The feeling that I may as well belong to this group upsets me. At this point in time, I see a silhouette of a stoopy figure holding a cigarette, ambling towards me. The brightly lit building behind, prevents me from immediately recognizing him. However his walking style reveals that he is my first year bench mate. Late night gaming and other notorious habits have literally taken over major part of his college life. On comparing myself with him I feel slightly relieved. As I approach him, all my thoughts of how pathetic he is, morphed into a mocking smile. I could only see a total degradation of all his basic abilities and changing him into a filthy creature. Seconds after I crossed him, the shocking image flashed in my mind. It was his reaction. He had given back the same sarcastic smile. Every one of us have our own way of looking at life, be it our’s or other’s and rightly so.

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January 23, 2008 | Filed Under story | Comments Off 

Mystery…

Posted by sp2hari as Uncategorized, arbit, story

Not going to chaaaat anything about ‘Life is a mystery. Blah blah blah.’ Have realised it’s more than a mystey. The more you try to understand it, the more weirder it gets. :)
Have been seeing Prison Break for the past two days. Managed to finish Season 1 and it’s amazing. The way Mike plans things […]

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January 7, 2008 | Filed Under Uncategorized, arbit, story | Comments Off 

A love story that hasn’t yet started

Posted by as college, love, story

A Guest post by S (with some editing),Hero : KHeroine : DStoryK was told dat smbdy proposd to D and D accepted dat ,on an auspiciousoccasion like Diwali . Then K went mad abt the incident thinking , cud it b true…who s that guy who wud dare propose 2 her wen he has been […]

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January 7, 2007 | Filed Under college, love, story | Comments Off