Showing posts with label My Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Stories. Show all posts

GOD Lives With Us

Monday, November 14, 2011

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Two humans are never identical, so they have different dreams and plans in their life. But the thing is since we all have the common ancestor; we have some common dreams also. I think that all of us wish or dream to meet GOD at least once in their life time. Some of us want to meet him to say thanks for whatever he had in his life, someone wants to meet him to ask something more in his life, someone wants to meet him to get some knowledge and someone wants to meet him just for getting some peace in life. But whatever be the reason most of us wants to meet him. 

My Little Angel

Monday, October 03, 2011

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It’s was a normal morning which I was seeing for last 32 years. But what happened on that day, I had never imagined in my life. I left my bed at around 6:30, not with my own wish but because of the scare of my wife. Suppose if I will not leave my bed on time then for the whole day I had to hear some kind of loud voice, which is very much scary. So with my half opened eyes I left my sweet cozy bed, with a little bit of anger and scare for my one and only wife. After finishing my daily core activities, my eyes searched for the morning newspaper. I love to turn the pages of my newspaper with a cup of hot coffee.  Actually by doing so, I get some kind of manly feeling within me.

I would die the day, you will stop loving me...

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

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One day Mohit got a call from Jhalak. She was crying on the phone. Mohit had no idea why she was crying. Tears were coming out from Jhalak’s eye but the warmth of her tear was felt by Mohit. Sorry friends, let me first tell you who are Mohit and Jhalak. They were both working in the same office in a metro city, and both loved each other, especially Mohit was very much serious about Jhalak. Ok now that day when he got the call, he was in a car with one of his friend and his wife. His friend didn’t know about his love story. They were coming from a temple. Anyhow on hearing Jhalak’s sad sound, he was not able to control his emotion, so he asked his driver to pull over the car.

Chicken Tikka

Friday, July 08, 2011

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Satish, what to say about this guy? He was rich, handsome, good looking and intelligent guy who always ranked high in studies. In his possession, he had all the good qualities except one. Satish was very shy in nature, there were many girls in the collage who were behind him, but our bholu always ran away from them. As you all know, everyone in this world at least once falls in love with someone. Since like all of us, Mr. Satish also had a normal heart, which makes too much of sound when he sees this lady (aare yaar the female character of my story). Satish who always comes to collage in branded clothes in his Porsche car; his lady love was totally opposite to her, she always comes in a simple salwar suit holding her books in one hand and a second hand mobile in the other hand. Oh yes, she comes to collage by bus. Satish fondly calls her as Angel, but I don’t have the guts to take his place so I will call his lady with the name which she got from her parents. Kavita, yes this was the name which she got from her mom and dad. Kavita and Satish were in different streams, so rarely Satish gets the chance to meet his love,  but then in love do these things matter at all? Hope you all will say no. I believe that when you are destined to fall in love with someone, then no force can stop you in doing so, even they themselves can also not run away from each other.