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Story in an hour This is something that I last did when I was working for Cognizant. I don’t remember the exact year but it has been some time since I last did this. The task is to write a story within an hour, a story with a beginning, a plot, and an end.  Alright then, let’s see if I can do this. ********** THE INSTITUTION “I read it somewhere” Munx said as he stood up to search something on his computer table. “What?” Jay asked. “It helps to concentrate when you listen to music without words in it” Munx replied as he started lifting everything on his computer table one by one. “Yeah, right” Jay said and went back to staring at his book. “Here, see? Here it is, right here” Munx said as he sat down next to Jay. Listening to music without any words in it may help you concentrate more, especially while reading a book. Jay started reading aloud and then his voice became thinner as he became engrossed in the article. After a while they both were silent. M

Alright, My last post was in March 2012 where I did speak about being regular on this blog. Talk about being regular eh? I am back here after more than a year. Last year I was blogging only on the internal blog site of my then office. It was THE place for me to rant about everything and anything that happened in office. Now that I am no more with that organisation and I am free to rant in the open world, here I am; to rant, you see. Before we go ahead with anything. Here is my first post of this year (2013). This is a short story that I wrote a while ago. This has already been published in my earlier blog in my earlier office. So, people who have read this will know. I hope you like it :D Leave your comments if your don't like it. This story is bollywood in my style. He he.  And I am pretty sure that there is going to be a lot of mistakes coz I don't proof read. Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction, any resemblance is purely co-incidental A frail sound from

And he never went back home “She has eloped with someone else man, I just dont know what to do” said Susheel as he took a long drag off his cigarette. “What?” everyone said in unison, but with whom? Did you try to find out? A series of questions followed. Na, I did not try and I dont want to know with whom she eloped to get married, Susheel continued, still taking long drags off the cigarette. There was calm in his voice and he seemed not moved with what just happened with him. This morning, his girlfriend eloped with another guy to get married. Susheel was a very decent man with a decent job. Yes, working at a shop is considered a job in the state of Manipur. At least you have an income. His shop owner was a Marwari from the state of Rajasthan who had come to Manipur some 20 years ago and is since settled here. His employer trusted him so much that he asked him to stay in the shop, where he provided Susheel with two times meal and a bed. That was more than what Susheel needed. Every d