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Story
Writing is a good creative outlet and can be used to
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Pleasant Day
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"Anoop, I am
not going to host this guy", I spoke with anger.
"But Bhai ji! I have already made a commitment and you have to save me
this time", he spoke in his child like manner.
"Not again.
Remember what you did at pawar's house. Once you start drinking. You are
not in your senses". I continued
"Not my fault, it was because of that Mano who wanted me to taste a new
cocktail!" he protested.
"No
explanation!" I was livid with anger.
"But why only me, even Mr.Raturi was enjoying his drinks" he clarified
"What about those kids! All were shouting uncle do not spoil our party". ,
I continued. "OK! I agree but please help me this time"; he smiled as
usual.
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I had no
option because Anoop was not only related to me but was like my younger
sibling.
But I hate
this so-called Santosh Gairolla.I remember, how this person called me
nothing less than a monkey in his mails. This person was the only one who
was damn too serious and presented views in an articulate manner.
I had no
option but to host this person who I feel was afflicted with male ego. Oh
god! Why did you do this to me? Things that do not interest me will spoil
this pleasant day. I thought might be I would be saved in last hour.
Dreading for the worst, I reached my home.
I saw no vehicle so was assured that I had a valid reason to opt out of
mule's work I was rehearsing.
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But I heard Ma
talking in her talkative manner with some one.
" Its male ego! .I do not know why he keeps on creating problem for
others". I became agitated. What is this! Why every body takes me for
granted. I wanted to give a fitting reply to these guys. As I entered in,
I saw a beautiful lady conversing with ma.
"Oh. Where
were you? Anoop sent her. And what a girl. She not only helped me in
kitchen but also happens to a good-natured person. I told her not to go
anywhere. Do take care of this beautiful child."
"Hello! I am
Santosh Gairolla.I"; she spoke in her sweet voice.
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"My car broke down so
reached so late". Her beautiful eyes were on me. I was soon captivated by
her influence .All that anger vanished like a bubble "Anoop why do not you
send such guests often!" I thanked him profusely. I thanked god
for making my day.
Contributing Story Teller :
Ashish Dimri, MA(Mass
Comm.) is a journalist. He firmly believes that he is a medium of many
unknown and unseen sagas. and for him, nothing could be presented than
stories.
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