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Seriousness is a very serious disease, something which everybody has. At some point of time, we all get serious at some point of our lives. This cycle, unfortunately begins when we are born. Today I am going to share with you some serious things. The funny part is that these are linked somewhat to being serious. Don't get serious after reading these is the only promise I would like you all to make before reading this. Read on to get serious about this disease. About twenty six years ago when Vipin was born, there was a kind of worry which was clear on his parents faces. The preparation for his expenses, his better than his parents lifestyle etc. It all started when he was born. Many a times his parents suffered because of fulfilling his demands by compromising theirs. The sleepless nights because of his crying in an untimely manner usually made them skeptical about his normalcy.  Times flew by unaware. His parents turned old and he turned young day by day. One day V...

This part is continued from the previous part The unexpected atrocity . You can read the first part of the story by clicking The unforgettable night . Aman was in a fix. He knew that something awkward was about to happen but finding Nikita in this condition was out of his question. On seeing such bestiality, he wondered who could have done it. Suhas's flight had landed one hour before and he was on his way. All Aman waited for was the autopsy reports to arrive the next morning. Aman tried to relax himself by resting his aching body on the fragile old out chair. a glass masala tea with rusks was kept at his brown green table. He gulped down the mouthful contents of the hot beverage in one go. Biting on the rusk, he closed his eyes as he laid back on the chair. The horrible sight came into his mind vividly that led him to throw out the contents from his belly. The face was unidentifiable. He had seen many cases of brutality but this was extreme. He soon came into senses. Th...

This part is in continuation. Please read the first part The unforgettable night before reading this part. SSP Aman Rathore was a courageous and decisive person. His square face's charm was accentuated by the imperial mustache. He squared his shoulders and walked towards the bedroom of the big house. The long plated golden curtains provided the much needed lustrous touch to the room. On the east side was a wall, a 56 inches wide television was mounted at the center of it. All appears to be well here! He ruled out he possibility of any brawl that might have taken place inside. All the things from kitchen to bedroom were intact. The one thing which he noticed and found out to be peculiar was that the second television had been left turned on.  Aman called in the watchman who was on duty that night. He also didn't see anything happening in the house or the patio. 'How come you haven't seen anybody? Were you not doing your duty?' Aman bellowed. 'I...I r...

At around 11 PM, the fog blanketed the night. The visibility was down to mere 10 meters. Nikita loved this weather. When the cold mist drenched her skin with moisture, she would stay up in the night till late. She lived with her husband in one of the most posh colonies of South Delhi. Her husband, Suhas was a handsome man. With his six feet muscular frame, he was a womanizer. This was something no one could doubt. Nikita was aware about his short term flings but did not care about it. They were happily married couple now. Suhas usually stayed out because of his business meetings. Nikita stayed at home, alone. She had not joined any of the kitty party clubs nor she had many of lady friends. She liked to live in tranquil. That night was no same for her. Nikita was dressed in crimson colored night-gown. It consisted of a large printed red rose near the waist line. She stepped into the kitchen to have a glass of milk as usual routine. After filling the glass with milk, she returned b...

Silhouette of a romantic couple lost in each others eyes. Image credit: here This love so serene Walking together Seldom is this mien* Touch felt like a feather The green pastures Soothing the eyes Seductive gestures Love to hide these lies Weaving these threads Knot by knot so strong Trust made us to tread In this night for so long Want you to stay tonight Holding me in your arms Want to hold on this sight Don't want to miss the charms Perpetual moment Drowned souls  Eternal commitment Nobody controls   * The word mien means 'a person's appearance or manner, especially as an indication of their character or their mood.' Click here to read The pact...

Title : The Hunt for Kohinoor: Book 2 of the Thriller Series Featuring Mehrunisa Author : Manreet Sodhi Someshwar Publisher : Westland Ltd. Number of pages:425 Genre : Thriller My Verdict: After reading the first book of the Mehrunisa thriller series and reviewing The Taj Conspiracy , I am very much delighted to review the second book of the thriller series by Manreet Sodhi Someshwar. I just finished the book and can't wait myself to post this review. I am spell bounded by the spectacular book written by her, again. The precisely chosen characters according to the plot along with an impeccable and eloquently written language is something a rare combination but Manreet has done the work perfectly. It's the fastest yet nail biting experience in the ninety-six hours covered in the book. I am always a fan of Manreet mam's books as they are very well researched as I feel. Being a writer of promise, she keeps her promise intact and would  always l...