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Courtesy:  India TV Disclaimer:   This letter is just a light-hearted pun intended for a leftist who thinks   my country   will be better placed if he   will rule this country which I call my home.   He   wants   theatrics to be a major course during the sessions of Rajya Sabha so that people watching Rajya Sabha live channel don't feel bored and can get something extra apart from budget release. I disregard such people and all the activities which   are   happening in my homeland and I will not tolerate such indecency and intolerance in the country   that   is known for its patience, virtue and tolerance. Respected Madam, Let me begin by congratulating you on mixing melodrama, theatrics and Hindu mythology on a bigger school of acting, we lovingly call Rajya Sabha. Your performance made me realize that an acting career before jumping in politics always help as you have become a very good orator and bring out a perfect script which is full of emotions and words tha

Chanakya's Chant-Book Review- Image courtesy  Google I usually don’t keep tabs on things, however, books are closer to me than any other things. This   love affair with books started three years back and since then I have started having my very own tiny   library. Recently I touched my one hundredth mark and to honour that thought of reviewing the book   that completed my century. This is my first time so please bear with me and do tell me how to improve it for future reviews to be good. The lifestyle of mine is such that I get forty minutes while going to the office and an hour or so while returning back home to read a novel. So this series on book review will be slow but worth going through, I believe. The sun was shining bright and the breeze was caressing my hair, which was nourished using hair protein. I closed this book and took a sigh of relief on finishing this book, which initially I thought was little boring. But pre-conception about anything is really bad

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-03 is here The AC was on full blast while the room was chill; the conversation happening inside the conference room was heated. The expansion plan looked like failing and the stock price was coming down. Sahil was a worried man. It was speculated that Sahil was behind his wife’s murder, due to her adulterated relationship with Ratan. Though he denied, the media sentiments were hurting his business sentiments. He tried explaining things to the stakeholders but they were skeptical. Secretary came rushing in towards Sahil; while he was still busy explaining the projections to the stakeholder. “It’s better be important otherwise, will send you where my wife is.” he was clearly frantic. She ignored his comment and came running and whispered something in his ears. She was an eye candy hired just to keep clients and stakeholder busy when things were not going right, a strategic placement of a “commodity”. “Exc

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-02 is here The doctors were busy putting cuts on the body of Samaera. The reporters were anxiously waiting outside to get even the smallest bit of information that could help them get their newspaper or channel the required viewership. Ratan eyes were fixed on the small window, through which he could see everything that doctors were doing with the dead body of his friend. He had tears in his eyes and duty in front to get the news to his newspaper chief editor. It was as difficult for him as for a doctor who has to operate his own family member. There was some discussion going on inside the post mortem chamber while police and head of forensics were observing each detail minutely. Doctor was taking the sample of the deceased private part just to make sure, whether she was raped or went through any sexual assault of sorts. “Doctor, don’t you feel sometimes to sleep with departed souls...it is easier....” Joked Mi

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Chapter-01 is here Sahil walked down a dark alley, completely oblivious of the fact that he had got a company behind.  The bats resting upside down were the only witness to what was going to happen there.   “You are late.” The voice was dense and echoed through the walls of that alley. The man’s face was covered with a dark cloth whose colour was hard to detect due to darkness. “I had some issues at home, which needed my attention. Actually...” Sahil was hesitant and his voice told he is little agitated too. “Ok...Ok...Not here to listen to your family drama. Where is my package? I hope you didn’t forget that.” Time was money for him. “I will give the package, but, before that I want to know whether my work was done or not” Sahil asked authoritatively. He didn't like the way that man cut his cue there. “My work is always complete. I don’t like free lunch and neither the person I work for. So don’t extend

Murder is always having a mystery behind it... Disclaimer:   This work is totally fictional and has no resemblance with anyone dead or alive. I am trying to write something which I have never tried and I hope you will like it. Please feel free to comment on shortcomings and liking. The title taken is generic because the story will pan out itself and it will be written impulsively. ********************************************************************** Water droplets were falling from the tap at a very slow pace, as if they were in no hurry to go into the sink. The silence was deafening and only camera clicks could be heard in an already dim kitchen, having only one source of light, which was also flickering as if crying for being helpless. The fruit basket was on the floor and the fruits were happily mingling with white pearls. There was an obnoxious smell, so bad that even a rotten vegetable could feel ashamed of. The stains on the otherwise white wall were trying to t