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Love Across The Lines

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Ayesha’s gaze fell like a grenade on him. He became breathless and blindfolded. Suddenly, the world turned blank for him. And this ― and this was not the first time he was going bonkers over her beauty.  

Ayesha, his junior, was hauntingly beautiful. Her 1000 watt smile alone could warm an Everest, he thought. And then she was wearing that cream-colored salwar kameez that complemented her fair skin so well.  As she sashayed in the direction of her desk, the entire class seemed to eye her, but she ― she had her eyes only for Aahan – the Ice Prince.
“Look, she’s eyeing you,” one of his friends had mocked playfully at him.
“Hey!” guys give me a break,” he heard himself say, and then gritting his teeth had looked the other way.                                           …

Books A Blessing In Disguise

Boy Oh Boy! I'm Going Bonkers Literally!

Boy Oh Boy! I'm Going Bonkers, Literally!  I can’t really believe my eyes. Blogadda’s top blogger award to me. Gotta a pinch myself for this a million times… is it a dream or a real thing? Yes, my heart is pounding a mile a minute. My eyes are going...blink, blink. In fact, I feel like I am floating three feet above the ground. For the life of me, if this news is true, then surely this is going to be one big milestone in my writing career. But, this news has to be true: it’s there scripted in shimmering bold black letters Jini Maxin Fernanadez - The Blogadda Blog Award Winner Of The Year 2013 on the homepage of the Blogadda page. What more clarifications, certifications do I need?

Muah!! Muah!!! To the judges of the Blogadda Team for bestowing me with this awesome award. I never believed that I could win this prestigious award, given that there so many seasoned bloggers who've been scorching the blogadda space with their brilliant write-ups. Matching up to their talent was a…

Raising The Bar The Wrong Way

So you think you know it all!

Arun did a double take on Priya. "What was that huge blue mark on her right arm? A tattoo mark or something else?" He knew her to be a submissive daughter, a loving sister to her only bro, a voracious reader, a simple next-door-girl who confided in him her innermost secrets. "Then, what explains that tattoo mark?
She never told me about this. Why?" With a raised eyebrow, Priya looked at Arun and let out that so-you-think-you-know-it-all grin, lazed heavily with sarcasm. A mischievous smile played on her lips
"Was it an indication she was no more interested in me?"    

The Dragon Tattoo

The door was left ajar. Inspector Rajan peered through it vigilantly and what he saw inside the living room was absolutely frightening. A rivulet of blood interspersed with pug marks greeted him. It ended right at the end of the bed where Shankar lay dead.  His neck was covered with deep wound marks. And, there were scratch marks all over his body. Suddenly his eyes fell on the arms. There, right above the elbow he saw an image of a familiar fiery dragon tattoo. Inspector Rajan paused for a moment, tilted his head, and then went forward to have a closer look at the tattoo. He knew he had seen that tattoo before! If only he could remember where.
He knitted his brow in angst; and his mind meandered off to a similar case he had been investigating for the past few months.
At once he turned to his investigators and questioned, “The dragon tattoo, was it not there on Shyam’s arm?” Didn’t Shyam die in similar mysterious circumstances? “We did find pug marks there as well; didn't we?” Inspe…

Line of Control

’38 missed calls in 10 mins! He wondered what was going on Rina’s mind.’ Rohan shuddered at the very thought of calling her back. His father would flay him alive if he got a wind of it. Also, the cut marks on his back where still fresh on his mind; his father had beaten him black and blue with a long thin bamboo cane when he got to know that he was interested in Rina.

Now when she is married off, why was she calling him? Probably it had to do something with what she spoke yesterday.

No, he won’t pick up her phone calls anymore. This time he was not ready to conform to her canons of friendship, such as a friend in indeed is a friend in deed and all.  They may have been the best of the pals and may have being chummy with each other all the time, but a Lakshman Rekha, a line of control had to be drawn; the sanctity of marriage has to be maintained; cannot be sacrificed at the altar of love and friendship. She has to learn to accept his naysaying's now.                                 **…