Harsha's world

She joined FBI for a reason, find her father’s murderer. Through those glasses she could not only see things better but also read mind. Hundreds’ of cases hence she solved. Special was her respected boss. He had mastered the art of forgetting things. So had he done with the incident where he killed her father?

Mumbaikars are living in the fear of this brutal murder. Police have no clue and it has been a fortnight and the murderer is living in the city, free. Death after death but the state is the same No correlation, no motive no clue. Young Sonal is returning from her college farewell party, she panics as she read “Psychopath finds his eleventh victim, another 18 year college girl hacked to death in Mumbai local”. Middle aged Mamatha signals at Sonal looking at the only other passenger in their coach. He is red eyes, dark and shabby. Fears elopes the two. They want to get down at the next station. Their eyes widen in surprise as the stranger man steps up to get down. A sign of relief for the two. Sonal smiles, but it is Mamatha’s evil laugh that shivers Sonal’s guts. Mamatha makes her pray count to complete the dozen {Inspired from infy blogger Ranjith Nair}

Arvind Eshwaran is a trekking freak, a scientist at the prestigious National Research Lab. He believes there is no god and preaches it. He spends his weekends at some trekking place and celebrates end of day at 1522 pub. Once while hiking at Bandekote he meets Bilva a person dressed completely in khavi with a half a feet beard, goes without saying that he is a saint. The sudden thunderous storm makes AE and Bilva meet at the mountain cave. Two minutes of silence is followed by an ice breaking general talk turned into debate between the atheist AE and god man Bilva. The argument only stops with the rain, just before they leave Bilva says "Son, your life will change drastically in coming days. Keep this leaf with you, it will help". AE reluctantly takes it and dumps it in his bag and gets back to his tent. About 15 days later His experiment needs malgum centinide a rare chemical that needs to be imported from Germany. He calls up his college friend and order it. Exhaus...

Yesterday's BMTC drive to home was fun. It was the volvo bus fitted with a device for entertainment. It did not take long for me to figure out it was android based tablet. This excited me to dirty my hands. Everytime i wanted to open an application there would be some sponsored ads and when i try to access the internet some ugly screen prompting me to provide my mobile number register it blah blah blah. Now it was time for some nasty operations, So i opened the task manager saw that there are few application *magiktile*, i killed them all. Bingo no more ads now, but still i am restricted to use the tablet. My frstration increases so i just open the task manager again and this time I uninstall all the magik tile applications and bullz eye, this entertainement device now is a normal android tablet free to do whatever you can ;)

I was in deep sleep I suddenly woke up, scared...there was someone sleeping next to me...I smile for myself. It isn't a devil it is the angel. With 1 month of experience I can say, marriage is an ocean. There will be tides; sometimes high sometimes low. It will never dry up. Deeper you go more silent it is. There is plenty to know plenty to explore. Every day is different. Happy monthlyversary Mrs Hegde

28 years was a long time to wait, but it was worth, India had won the world cup and yes we were the world champions There was one country, as we cheered for our country we set aside the kannadiga, the maharastrian, the malayali, the tamilian, the delhite, the gujju etc etc we were one bleeding blue. There was one flag, there was one cheer there was one feeling, there was oneness. The pride doubled As i set to return home I met many people shouting and jubilating. I was enjoying the shouts too. But suddenly I was stopped by a mob, stopping vehicles and forcing them to say 'bharat mata ki, jai'. With daaru in stomach, cricket in mind the nasha seemed to have doubled, throwing crackers on random they had gone crazy The proud feeling melted as i started to sweat in fear. I only wanted to reach home safe, there was police to restore decency. Prided zeroed as I read Gujarat govt honors the gujju players with something, delhi govt honors the delhi player with something else, the karn...

It took her five years to come out of the shock; her husband meant everything to her. Whenever she saw him in uniform she felt proud. Same was the feeling when she saw him in the coffin. 15 years have gone by and it is her son’s turn. After all patriotism is in his blood.