Guest Post – Day 4: The Oddities of Religion

The Oddities Of Religion by Bloggeray Blog – Musingsite   Religion, belief, identity. Could be mere words, could be potential explosives. The major religions of the World – Christianity, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism among others — all have their holy books. They have ideas that guide their followers to tread a certain path. The problem is that…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 13

“Suhana’s dead… and I’m at the police Station.” It knocked the wind out of you. Your next words were babble, half-formed, incoherent thoughts that reflected the state of confusion you were in, “You din… impossib… Oh my God! No…” “Pihu, I didn’t do it! She committed suicide… Listen, I really can’t talk now. They’ve brought…

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The First 500 and Invitation to Guest Post

So, last night WP sent me this message     YAAAAAY! 😀 😀 😀   Yes, that’s how I feel, in Capitals no less. I feel ecstatic, loved, inspired and motivated that this small venture has grown into a place for 500 kindred souls to come together and rendezvous on topics ranging from books to,…

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Life is What You Retain

Life isn’t about what you hoard, It’s about what you retain….  The knowledge  you gain, The memories you make, The relationships you nurture, The pains that you suffer,  And through those pains, The lessons you learn.  And while success maybe achieved,  It may be retained only by perseverance,  Because without persistent effort, Success is earned by…

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This Is Not A Love Story – Part 12

I woke up to sounds of thudding and a pounding head…. It took me a few seconds to realise that the thudding was Sushant at the other end, and that he was screaming something too which my fuzzy brain was still unable to grasp. Somewhere between frantically searching for Suhana and wailing over my foolishness, I…

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This Is Not a Love Story – Part 11

Her father’s number was flashing on my screen… I didn’t want to take this call. I didn’t want to at all. What did he want from me now? Why call me when he knew I had left her? I knew why, of course. He would blame her leaving home on me and call me names.…

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