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The Last Call

The Last Call 
"Hello Arpit, old friend." Ishaan said hesitantly. He was not sure whether Arpit would answer him or not after so many years keeping in minds the things that happened then. Arpit disconnected the phone as expected by Ishaan but he had gathered that courage to talk to him after a long time and didn't want that opportunity to go without saying his hearty out. Moreover this might be his last call to him.

"Hello Arpit,.." he called him again. "Please don't disconnect this time," he said clearing his throat. " Just listen for the sake of friendship we once had." A long silent followed indicating him that Arpit was ready to listen. " I am suffering from cancer and I don't know how much time left with me in this life. I don't know I will get the chance to talk to you again or not." Tears rolled down his eyes," I want to amend what I did seven years back to ease burden on my soul. If you want that I die…



Sarfaraz and Ravi were soldiers from two neighbouring enemy countries safeguarding their respective borders but became best friends since the time Ravi saved Sarfaraz from a wild animal when his foot was stuck in the border fence while chasing that animal.

Both the countries were at peace without any conflict so other soldiers from their battalion also sat together with them sharing food, listening and singing songs and telling about their lives,families,etc.

They didn't know what initiated war but they started preparing to encounter at battlefield after receiving orders from their seniors.

Entanglement of war brought Ravi and Sarfaraz in front of each other because battlefields are meant for death and not love of life.

They keep looking at each other aiming their guns with teary eyes when a heartless bomb exploded in between them taking away their lives and dilemma.

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday ( entanglement,death,heartless. ) and Five Sentence Fiction …

Is Jeevan Ka Yahi Hai Rangroop !

Is Jeevan Ka Yahi Hai Rangroop ! ( This is the color of life ! ) 
Part of India Seriesउम्र-ए-दराज़ मांग कर लाए थे चार दिन, दो आरज़ू में कट गए दो इंतज़ार में।  Umr-e-daraaz maang kar laye the chaar din, Do aarzu mein kat gaye do intezaar mein.

(Having asked for long life,I brought back four days,
Two passed in yearning and two in waiting I spend.)
Bahadur Shah Zafar's couplet aptly fits on Lal Krishan Advani the senior most leader of ruling party ( Bhartiya Janata Party ) of India who extended his political carrier in this elections in hope of some miracle that he would become PM of India but on the contrary he remained the only person to be regarded as a PM in waiting in Indian political sphere.

He was in the party since its formation as Jana Sangh in 1951 along with former Prime Minister of India Atal Bihari Vajpayee. He played a significant role in its formation as Bhartiya Janata Party in 1980 and was among the founder members.He remained a stalwart leader until the emergence of Narend…

Six Words Memoirs - Victory

Six Words Memoirs - Victory
A set of six word story depicting two contrasting images : 

1. Banning the war ; Victory of mankind. 
2. Fight for victory. Sight of corpse.
Linking to Show My Face : Six Word Saturday

Diary Confessions - 7

Diary Confessions  - 7

'I was appointed the CVO ( Chief Vigilance Officer ) of this coveted medical institute two years back. Little did I hope that I would do anything in this department of such a prestigious institution known world over but to my surprise I unearthed about a dozen of scams in almost every department from illegally renting hospital space to selling medicines outside to security guard appointment scam ,etc. The politicians and bureaucrats dogs were treated with respect where humans die unattended. I thought that was my duty as a CVO to bring in light these scams and recommended them for CBI (Central Bureau of Investigation ) inquiry.
Few days back the newly appointed health minister removed me saying that I was not eligible for this post which I was holding for two years. Strange ! I was transferred to another state. Today morning I decided to aboard the train without knowing that whole city and nation was behind me, supporting me for what I did. When I reached t…

Wait Over

Wait Over

The train was approaching towards the station and John was still missing from her sight,"will he come" , Martha's sparse mind questioned impulsively.

They met last month near downtown church and became the ointment of each other's morose hearts as they
were entangled in estranged marriages.

They decided to divorce their spouses to be with each other but John was hesitant about this decision because he felt that her wife still loved him.

Martha assured him to talk to his wife and made her understand about their relationship after which they would leave this town.

As she was waiting for him at the railway station sorting out things with his wife, he came accompanied by police force to arrest her for killing his wife and storing her body pieces in the wooden box she was carrying.

This post is written for Three Word Wednesday ( sparse,impulsive,morose ) and Five Sentence Fiction ( waiting)

Manipur's Mardaani

Manipur's Mardaani

A 70 year old man calls for a hunger strike till death gathers thousands of supporters in Delhi and a nation wide protest follows resulted in change of government as this caused backed by political forces for political gains. On the other hand a 28 year old lady started a hunger strike for injustices was arrested on charges of committing suicide and force fed through tubes. She is fighting for others through indefinite strike for 14 years now. She is Irom Chanu Sharmila regarded as 'Iron lady of Manipur' or Maingoubi ( "the fair one").
On 2nd November 2000, she began a hunger strike which is still ongoing.Her primary demand to the Indiangovernment is the complete repeal of theAFSPA (Armed Forces (Special Powers ) Act 1958)which has been blamed for violence in Manipur and other parts of northeast India. This act is criticized for the inhumanity and dictatorship attached to it. Armed forces in order to control situation many times target innocen…

My House, My Home

My House, My Home
'Home is the mirror of personalities of people living in it.' 

Our houses are our partners of joy, sharer of griefs and witnesses of our dreams. They are the place we spend the most of our lifetimes. They silently comforts us in every situation and now with initiative by and BlogAdda we are getting chance to comfort them. To seriously think of making our wonderful houses our proud and more beautiful homes.

I often think that we are detaching ourselves from traditional arts and values in our tryst with modernity which is making our younger generations ignorant about these art and crafts. I would like to re-do my house in traditional style with things like Marwar Stores Painted Peacock Wall Clock  , Aapno Rajasthan Lantern-048 and Jeel Koko Maison Inc Foil Printed Cushion cover -3799 so that I could cherish such arts and crafts gifted to us being blesses to born in India.

This painted peacock watch as you see is made up of wooden handicraft elega…

Maps To Peace

Maps To Peace

Mercenary found some MAPS in that companion soldier's pocket who committed suicide during the battle due to unknown reasons when he was eradicating the enemies.
                                                                                                                                                                His death was intriguing so he traveled on that route to uncover secret of one of those non-confidential maps he found in the soldier's pocket as the place shown on it was unknown to him.

He reached to a meditation house situated on very high altitude where so many people were meditating.

He discovered that the soldier was squeamish at the sight of blood and violence and had joined
battle for the sake of his country.

He questioned himself, "Is it right to kill people,shed blood for money in such wars even when some soldiers are against it?"

This post is part of Three Word Wednesday ( mercenary,eradicate,squeamish ) and Five Sentence Ficti…

Hindi Hain Hum Watan Hai Hindustan Hamara?

Hindi Hain Hum Watan Hai Hindustan Hamara? (Part 3 of India Series) Previous Parts : Part 1: India In Danger? ; Part 2 : Bharat Humko Jaan Se Pyara Hai? The following post is part of Indispire Edition 25 at Indiblogger
(Inter - Religion marriage still taboo among Indians ? What is your take on it .)

We as Indians are still confused for our cultural identity i.e who we are as residents of this country. Hindu,Hindustani,Indian,Bharatiya,Hindi or something else. When there is so much struggle in conveying our identity then how people who consider even inter-caste marriages as taboo would accept Inter - Religion marriages. We are all united under our constitution which make all of us equal and grants freedom to follow any religion. An adult individual thus holds the freedom to choose his or her partner regardless to any religion.The constitution also declares India as Bharat or India and not as Hindustan which denotes its secular identity not related to a particular religion. How a Chris…

Back To The Future

Back To The Future

It's not unusual that I woke up early today. I may find difficulty in doing so during school days but summer holidays have started, so to play games,to watch TV and to read the whole set of Diamond and Raj comics you need more time. Moreover I have to wake up my whole cricket team being their captain since we have a match today with Police Colony team.

We reached the playground where our opponent were practicing. We won the toss and decided to bat, the interesting match with lots of up and downs ended with our victory. I came back home quickly to watch Disney Hour. It was my routine in holidays that I have my breakfast while watching this show. Then I did some holiday homework and rushed to my friend's shop who lend comic books. He took money from others but for me they were free. He was so fond of me in spite of our age difference ( I was five and he was in his twenties) that he gave new set of comics first to me than to anybody else on the condition that …

Luminous Smile

Luminous Smile

She felt elated in his arms and felt free from the age-old traditions the burden of which she was carrying for years on her shoulders.

Her twelve years old son, her only companion after her husband's death just entered the room at that moment in muddy clothes.

He was shocked to see a man hugging his mother but he noticed that her mother was happy which he never saw when she was with his vicious father who use to beat her daily.

He once pushed his father from terrace to liberate her mother from his cruelty and now he smiled in confirmation of her mother's relation which liberated her from burden of useless traditions.

His smile for her was more luminous than a moon or a star which had brighten her dark life.

This post is linked to Three Word Wednesday (liberated,vicious and muddy) and Five Sentence Fiction (luminous).

Bharat Humko Jaan Se Pyara Hai?

Bharat Humko Jaan Se Pyara Hai? ( Part 2 of India Series)
Part 1 : India In Danger?

Independence Day, one of the few days when we remember greatness of India. Feels proud of being Indian, sing patriotic songs,watch patriotic movies and enjoy this whole day being a holiday. But forget these things after that. Are we Indians only for day or two? Do we really feel proud of India and Indianness? Sadly answer to this questions comes out in negative. One bad habit of Indians which I would like to change for our India is not thinking India as their Identity.
We can find a Hindu, a Muslim, a Sikh, a Christian, an upper caste, a lower caste, majority, minority, a Bengali, a Marathi, etc,etc. but not Indians. This species is either extinct or is critically endangered species. We have forgot our roots, our composite cultures, our blended traditions, our common problems, our similar motives and are projecting ourselves different from one another just to ruin at the hands of few politicians who b…

What The Black

What The Black
What the black is no more a secret. It is new Colgate Slimsoft Charcoal toothbrush. It is a first black bristles toothbrush which reach deeper between teeth and along gum-line with micro-slim tip bristles which are charcoal infused to remove plaque bacteria. Everything from egg shell to newspaper, from cup tissue paper were turning black because the tooth brush turned black.

I would like to thank blogadda and Colgate for such an interesting and engaging activity. I haven't feel such excitement during any contest period. I am lucky to be among the selected bloggers for this activity. Three days and three clues to solve the mystery, it appears as a plot of a suspense novel. I guessed it something related to mornings but cup confused me to think that it is some coffee or some other morning hot beverage. At this point I also want to salute the whole team behind this contest for delivering packages everyday to large number of bloggers situated at different ends of the c…

Auspicious Rain

Auspicious Rain

"Durga", Narayan called his wife to bring water outside to wash his hands and mouth covered with mud." You are looking happy," Durga inquired. " Why not? Today I got the job for one whole month under MNERGA at the site where government is levelling hill slopes with huge machines. We don't have to worry this month for anything." They thank god for giving them happiness.

As Narayan came inside his small mud house he saw his son and daughter reading in kerosene lamp. " I will bought solar lamp tomorrow for your studies children." Both of them get excited and hugged their father. Durga said that she was sure for some good news today looking at dark clouds since sign of good rains was considered auspicious. " Yes, Durga, Indra Dev ( Indra God ) is showering his blessings on us." After dinner Narayan covered thatch of his house with plastic sheet because it leaked during heavy rains. He decided that if he got the work al…