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		<title>Golden Adventure &#8211; A short teen story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2010/06/08/short-teen-story-golden-adventur/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 04:01:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>writer1</dc:creator>
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Once again it was the same problem &#8211; 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 &#8211; 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 ...]]></description>
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		<title>Friends at Leh &#8211; Part 4 &#8211; Raghav&#8217;s adventure story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2010/05/03/short-adventure-story-part-4-adventures-of-raghav/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2010 10:56:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>writer1</dc:creator>
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Good friends don&#8217;t let you do stupid things&#8230; 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&#8230; “Get up! We are at Manali, the bus ends here.” he said.
I told him&#8230; “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 ...]]></description>
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		<title>Messing around &#8211; A short children story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2010/03/17/messing-around-a-short-children-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 09:43:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>writer1</dc:creator>
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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 ...]]></description>
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		<title>Valentine&#8217;d Love &#8211; Valentine&#8217;s Day Special Story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2010/02/08/valentined-love-valentines-day-special-love-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 07:56:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>writer1</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.shortstorybook.net/?p=425</guid>
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“Roses are red, lilies are blue;
You are my lover, …so is Seau!”
“Err! Abhi who is this Seau huh?” Anu almost lashed out on him. Making poetic rhymes was Abhi’s passion. His conversations never finished without something or the other rhyming, rather out of sync. Maybe it was more or less instinctive to his vocabulary, cuss he never tried intending. It was funny how he used up words to construct even the normal of spoken phrases. Utterly grammarless is what it should be ‘to the point of being almost influent in ...]]></description>
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		<title>2 sisters &#8211; Short Fiction Story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2010/01/25/2-sisters-short-fiction-story/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 09:49:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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Even though they grew up in the same little place called as their home, Priy and Ruksa never got along with each other very well. These two were the typical neighborly sister’s that one may come across at every nook and into every corner of the city. Being always on the move the twosomes never had a chance to get settled in one particular place for more than a gap of few years. ‘Ruksa’ the little one! Was very much of a dear child towards her father. A major general ...]]></description>
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		<title>Do you believe in Santa Claus?</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/12/22/do-you-believe-in-santa-claus/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 18:33:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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Seven-year-old Dona was a wee bit older than her little sis Fiona and way younger than her 10-year-old big brother Luke. Christmas was just round the corner and since none of her kids believed in Santa Claus, their mum Luna decided to be frank with them.
On a bright Monday morning, with just a week left for Christmas, she made an important announcement. &#8220;Children as money&#8217;s a little tight at the moment, each of you will be getting one small gift so that I can buy your daddy the file cabinet ...]]></description>
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		<title>Going against rules ! &#8211; Short Love Story</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2009/04/17/going-against-rules/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 15:13:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.shortstorybook.net/?p=157</guid>
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“No going any where!” Tina’s mom shouted as she came out of the kitchen.


 
“Why not? Am I irresponsible or stupid?” Tina yelled back.
 

“You are too young to go dating.”
 

Tina’s mom turned away from her and walked back into the kitchen. Tina was never able to get along with her parents. Part of her wanted to get along with them but the other part didn’t. For Tina, her parents were old-fashioned. They were in their late 50s and old. Her house looked quaint with bright yellow lamps and ...]]></description>
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		<title>If only</title>
		<link>http://www.shortstorybook.net/2008/11/25/if-only/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 08:25:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Short Stories</dc:creator>
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&#8220;How I wish you had been  dead just after you were born,&#8221; said a disgusted Rick. This is what  he always told his kid brother. Nothing irked 15-year-old Rick more  than having little Aaron constantly trailing behind him. Anything he  did, anywhere he went, 5-year-old Aaron would follow him.
Rick&#8217;s parents decided on  a second issue so that their first-born wouldn&#8217;t feel lonely. It would  have been perfect with Rick as well had things happened on time. Rick  was no longer young and he ...]]></description>
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