I never loved football. Not because that I didn’t find it interesting, but because I never understood the game. ‘Quite silly! If you ask me.’ Two teams going on for 90 mins just to kick the ball into a giant net. “90 freaking minutes! Are you kidding me?” In that time I can read through an interesting book, instead! The tactics of running around a ball all over the field like a numb is surely something that is beyond my thinking.
“I will never play this game ….ever!” I quoted with …

The party was in full swing: some people swaying to the music, others indulged in conversation while the rest preferred fretting it away at the bar. The host of this carnival was Rob Odane, the newly promoted CEO of Globocorp. This party was to celebrate his promotion and as a result all his colleagues including subordinates had been invited to the party. Finally on everyone’s request, Rob went to the stage to “say a few words” in honor of the night. With the cigarette still lit in his hand, Rob …

It was 4 am of the Sunday morning when our eyes opened. Delhi’s air is freshest at this time. The only Homo sapiens we could see other than five of us were newspaper vendors. Every vendor who crossed us gave us a very strange gaze. It took me about 15 minutes to reboot and refresh my senses to realize that I have been lying down unconsciously on footpath with my friends Gaurav, Ashu, Peeyush and Abhijeet. It seemed that we were badly beaten – kicked, punched and stamped before somebody …

Seth woke up with a scream……
No way could this be a mere co-incidence. He had already gone through the complete compilations of Freud and yet he could not find a single clue to why this was happening. It was as if the term ‘deja-vu’ had been coined just for this reason.
Satishwar Shah, or better known as Seth, a name coined by his colleagues not out of adoration but the necessity to avoid pronouncing his rather ‘difficult’ name, was the Chief of the Research Department at Global Corp., a company with …

Once again it was the same problem – the food was not up to the mark. The rice being overcooked and the dal being too insipid; and what was utterly unforgivable was the fish curry. For one thing that Raj can never compromise on was his fish curry – it has to be perfect…………
Seething with anger, he called for the cook who was none other than his mom, Sheila. “Mom, what is the matter with you? Ever since I have come back from my hostel, I have not …

Good friends don’t let you do stupid things… alone! This stands so true for five of us. Since our first day at college, we have been so stupid yet connected to each other. I was lost in these thoughts of mine when Peeyush pulled my hair… “Get up! We are at Manali, the bus ends here.” he said.
I told him… “Believe me, thinking nice about you guys is a sin”.
“Then welcome to the reality Mr Raghav and if you don’t mind, we need to get down and take another bus …

I used to wait for hours on end, sometimes even days for that one little reply; either as a scrap on the wall of my social networking site. Not that I am desperate, but sometimes it so happens; that I cannot wait. I have to get the person to reply otherwise there is something seriously wrong. Maybe I am just assuming things. “But assuming is better than being carefree right?”
Well let me explain this in more of a fervent manner.
The last time, you saw me staggering about a certain girl. …

ShortStoryBook.net reviews Keep Off the Grass – Karan Bajaj
There is hardly any book that comes by, induces some cherished moments filled with joyous laughter and humbly returns to where it originally belonged; ‘ back besides among the piling shelf. This and all, not without lending us with those insightful thoughts that can be enjoyed along with some much defined pondering. Such induced pondering does threaten to continue for days on end. Karan Bajaj’s debut novel ‘Keep off the grass’ is one such book.
First look at the book and the number …

It was yet another weary morning. Three months since her breakup, she was still in a pitiable state. Lack of sleep and healthy diet had started to show on her otherwise pretty face.
He did not have anyone else in his life. Then why did he leave her? What was the cause of that 1.00 am call that said, “It’s all over!” She kept thinking about it again and again. It made her cry, it made her feel horrible. That was Sara’s story.
Her parents were trying hard to make her feel …

Miranda’s joys knew no bounds as her dad, an experienced sailor, was home after a long period of ten months. What more, he had promised to take Miranda out on his special boat called Olga. Summer holidays were on and she had completed her home tasks. Miranda was excited because she had been feeling bored sitting at home the whole day. Her mum was of not much help as she had her own office to attend to. She hated leaving her little girl at home, but she did not have …

Rohan, the class 6th curious denizen was a bit of lost figure. Quite an irregular at the school he formed one of those averagely inclined class students. For him studying was a second nature, beside geography and his new found love with science, as a subject. He almost hated all the other subjects. But school being a …well! School, he had to thoroughly concentrate on whatever that was being taught to him in that sixth graders class. Among all the 54 students, he was rather infamous among the teachers and …

Just two days remaining, Shaheen was finally ready to hit the beach. One Geography and the last English exam was all that was standing between her and the vacation that she was so desperately looking forward to. For the records, Shaheen never really liked exams. The idea of oncoming exams and the studying sent her on a yawn induced spree. It was kind of funny to watch Shaheen cringing about sleep as the exam date came close. Sleepless by nature, it suddenly was strange finding her covered under the comfort …

“Wow, that is great Raghav, how did you get these VIP passes?”
“Hey Abhijeet, that is a secret, good thing is that, we have passes for all of us”
“This would be the first time; I’ll be watching the Great Sachin on ground rather than the TV set. Thanks Raghav!”
“Come on Gaurav, it would be the first time for all of us” said Ashu.
Peeyush pitched in and said “But, I am supporting Delhi because this is where I belong”
In his usual casualness, Abhijeet interrupted Peeyush, and said “who is bothered about supporting …

Drik was excited. His dream of watching his favourite cricket stars in action was finally going to come true. How? The IPL season was on and the third match of the series between Deccan Chargers and Kolkata Knight Riders (KKR) was scheduled to take place at the stadium in his city. It was very close to his house. His dad’s best friend had managed to get two tickets for the both of them!
He had spent the past few weekends practicing his batting and bowling techniques – who knows, he might …

“Ahh! No sky diving event please”, I said timidly to Peeyush. He asked me “What happened Raghav? We will be just watching it, not doing it.”
I said in exasperation – “Whatever, I am not interested”. I gave every possible reason not to go there, after all, how could I have told  them about the dream last night… they would have made  fun of me.
But the discussion continued while we stood in punishment. Then all of a sudden, Ashu interrupted in-between and said… “I have done rafting once and want to …