November 2020
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Sameer didn’t know how long he sat there in that classroom, but finally on hearing some chatter outside; he stood up and wiped his eyes. The dejection was hard to deal with… He walked to the classroom, lost in those brief moments when Naina had accepted him close to…
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Never before had Sameer Maheshwari been so excited about a Monday morning. He woke up early, happily anticipating the day… He just had to talk to her… He needed to tell her the turmoil inside him. She would be able to understand and sort it out. He would share…
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It was a two weeks into the new term for PVKM School, and the students stood around on the grounds and in corridors talking nineteen-to-dozen. For the 12th standard batch, the talks of summer vacations had given way to discussions about pressure of boards. Every teacher seemed determined to…
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Once again it was a Monday evening, once more the streets were full of crawling traffic, once more the street lights added glitz to the city, and once more Sameer Maheshwari alighted from his black car outside Club Vortex. The watchman saluted him and so did the doorman… The…
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There is that time sometime between night and morning when the brain forms creative visualizations that’s termed as dream, the delicious sensations stimulate the mind which are sometimes forgotten in morning, and sometimes remembered fondly. Naina was having one such dream that she felt she would never forget… She…
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A journey with words that started in March 2018 has been flourishing with different explorations, and this brings me to the world of blogging.Read More