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And It Happpened

  And It Happpened <p>Short Story Love - And It Happpened</p><p>Nazam was at the recently opened Inorbit Mall in Hyderabad. He just loved the kind of crowd that the mall attracted, the young software professionals of India. He had gone with the intention of the monthly grocery shopping at Hypercity. However he didn’t get into Hypercity just yet. Instead, he did what he usually did, went to the food court floor and stood at the railing so that he had a view of the entire mall. Ah, What a collection this world is! The colours, the shapes, the curves, the sizes…Ouf!</p><p>Nazreen had just gotten to Inorbit Mall. She loved this place. It smelt of cosmopolitanism. She was there to go to Hypercity. She had to do her monthly grocery shopping. But she was feeling hungry. Then she remembered that her last meal had been 2 hours back. She hurriedly got to the food court. On the way, she decided to get a Chicken Frankie.</p><p>Nazam had tried this tric...

Someone who changed my life

  Someone who changed my life Phill and I met in the mid month of May last year. He is an incredible guy. Nicest and sweetest guy ever. I've never had a serious relationship before. I had a very low self-esteem. Always belittled myself. I Thought I would never have a boyfriend like every body does because I was told by my friends and my sister that I was chubby and ugly . I was extremely shy. One day he came into my life and changed the way I think and see myself. We've been together for almost a year now. We've been through so much dramas. But in the end everything turned out alright. All these times we've been together. He has taught me to be patient with myself and others. He makes me feel beautiful. Thanks to him I'm more open up now. I believe in myself and am very confidence. He has shown me a different world. A world I thought I would never have. A world that fill with love and warmth. He cares for me and makes me feel special. I want to spend the rest of my ...

Breakup!

  Breakup! <p>&#8220;<b>I</b>&#8216;ll be in ten minutes, you just wait at our spot!&#8221; and the line went dead.</p><p>All Rashi could interpret was a blunt, discouraging piece of hostile phrase. Out of all the most romantic and fanciful evenings they had spent at the same place, this one seemed to be amiss and Rashi could just feel the rawness in the air. Even though the climate seemed completely acknowledgeable, her instincts strongly suggested there&#8217;s a cyclone showing up and not just another romantic chilly drizzle!</p><p>It’s even before the expected time, Shrey had showed up. The usual confab was carried for a good two minutes and Rashi could clearly sense something was really wrong or at the least not-so-correct. Shrey was not behaving like &#8216;her Shrey’, who she usually called him. She gave a thumbs-up to her so called instincts and made up her mind to get him clarified. Even before she could open he...

A Heart For A Heart

 A Heart For A Heart… <p>This short story became&nbsp;<strong>SPIXer</strong>&nbsp;(Most popular story) on 03 Aug 2013 and won <strong>INR 500&nbsp;</strong></p> <p>Koushal slapped him on his left cheek. His cheek turned red and it had the print of Koushal&rsquo;s four finger. He pushed him so harder that he felled down on the couch.</p> <p>&ldquo;Bloody hell, are you insane? How could you take this much big decision? What about me, you&rsquo;re best friend? Do you know what you mean to me, and you&rsquo;re going to leave me for that girl. What about your aim? What about the dreams that you wanted to fulfill? Did u forget all this or you want to forget purposely? You know her since two weeks. Step back Anjani. Step back!&rdquo; said Koushal with anger in his voice.</p> <p>He got up from the couch, came close to him and said, &ldquo;You, you know me more than myself. Why don&rsq...

MY DEAREST BELOVED

  MY DEAREST BELOVED <p style='text-align: left;' >Whoever had the damn idea that Saturday nights were supposed to be party hours? Surely he/she did not know anything about the life of a doctor. Especially when she is a fresh widow……..</p><p>Life had never been easy on me. Not since my only love, my husband, Raghu passed away. It had been exactly six months and a fortnight since his demise. But the memory of that car crash and my love dying in my arms was still fresh in my mind. You would say it to be an irony- a surgeon’s husband passing away like that. Trust me. That was a guilt which weighed heavily on my mind- that I could not save my own husband. And it haunted me- ALWAYS. So I tried running away from it.</p><p>That day was no different. Saturdays sucked for me because it was the OP day. And the constant but ever increasing swarm of patients and their woes was still not able to distract me from my nagging thoughts. Every fresh wound, every str...