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		<title>Clatter &#8211; A mesmerizing short story</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2010 09:35:30 +0000</pubDate>
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The boy groggily unstuck one gummy eye and peered through the frozen 6 AM darkness.  He had been flapping around with his free hand trying to hit ‘snooze’ for the third time when his fingers made contact with the contraption perched precariously at the edge of his study table/doodle counter. He heard it bounce twice, thump against the wall and come to rest after a few cartwheels. Sighing, he turned over on his side to assess the damage done to the blood-red alarm clock, which now lay facedown on the ...]]></description>
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		<title>Ultimate Groove &#8211; A short story with Miss Malini</title>
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Finally! Saturday arrived and Sasha was waiting impatiently fidgeting with her cellphone. “Any minute now!” she muttered. This must have been upteenth time that she uttered the very same sentence, over and over, since the last fifteen or so minutes; &#8211; while she was still there.
Phone calls, numerous emails and what not! You name it ….she tried almost every possible thing, just to meet her favorite radio host, ‘Miss Malini’.  In a way she idolized her. Sasha never met her personally, yet she came to like her more as a ...]]></description>
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		<title>Engagement Ring &#8211; A short romantic story</title>
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Carla was very excited about Sunday. It was Luke’s twenty-fifth birthday and she had been looking forward to it. Carla and Luke had known each other since their nappy days and were great buddies. There was hardly anything they did not know about each other.
Luke was there when Carla had broken up with Sam after dating him for three years. In fact, he was always around. And of late, Carla had a strange feeling that there was more to it than just friendship. And she planned to tell him about ...]]></description>
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		<title>The Wait &#8211; Part 1 &#8211; Not a short story</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 07:31:37 +0000</pubDate>
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‘Stealing some glances here and there, I found myself staring at this beauty…’
Sweltering heat made me all of sweat and I was dripping, from brow to toe. With a handkerchief, one of my hands was constantly making contact with my face, and the other was just hanging there under the weight of the HP gadget. With all that sweat from the season but it was still the month of November. But then this city knows no season other than summer, we get to feel the sunshine heat all year long. ...]]></description>
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