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Month: February 2014

Extraordinarily Ordinary VII

Extraordinarily Ordinary VII

  One fine day     “It couldn’t be a dream, it can’t be.” ________________________________   It was another usual day at the office. Gautham was on time as usual. As usual as it might sound as if he was on time for office. But not quite so. He was an hour before than he should be in office. There was a reason, which he never told to the other members of the group. He always told that he was…

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16. February 14th

16. February 14th

The fourteenth of February. Well, to start off, today is my cousin’s birthday. So, Happy Birthday J. And actually I have nothing in my mind to even start with, or to write about this day. Let me put somethings in perspective. I am no fan of the valentine BS thing. But it has always been in our groups about the teasing thing. And one more thing to add to that, I have never been acquainted with a person who is in…

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15. Jinx

15. Jinx

Days have passed quickly than I have anticipated. It has been more than 5 days since I posted. Now the question lies about the 365 challenge. It is not that I don’t want to write. It is more of a new developed laziness that has gotten into me. Though, I have been associated with it for a time I no longer can look backward to,that deep into my history. So, it’s a little bit of this and a little bit of…

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Extraordinarily Ordinary – VI

Extraordinarily Ordinary – VI

The Charming Lady   The world around faded in dimmed shadows, blurred images roamed around her as the voices slowly seemed negligible. There was silence in the mind, in the consciousness but she could see only one thing, one person to be exact.On the other end of..    A diligently dressed lady totally drowned in perfect ethnic wear with nicely braided hair makes her through the few participants who were enthusiastically waiting for their turn, for their name to be announced…

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Extraordinarily Ordinary – V

Extraordinarily Ordinary – V

The Workaholic There was something different. The time stopped. Everything went in slow motion. It was like the filmy situation when he felt the violins playing in the background as his breathing became faster, which he cared less. Because, there was something more magnificent or magical perhaps, that his eyes had laid upon. The lights faded out and the vacant office was illuminated by the light through the computer screen. He was working late as usual. He always wanted to…

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