Unfolding stories

LOVE AND SELF RESPECT; More than thousands of students in a 10 acre engineering campus with four separate buildings, different courts for different games, with a huge library that could be accessed by any student or staff. Among those thousands a fresher was Shashank who got admission in this CDE engineering college through sports category. He was a national level cricket player. Though he was bad at studies but his playing skills bought him a good college to just get a degree. He never wanted to study further because all he aspired was to become a cricketer but his family never supported him. Shashank's father was Delhi branch manager in BSNL, so insisted him to take ECE branch. In the begininng he started enjoying with friends, playing for college tournaments, going for late night parties just like any other guy. Although he never thought a girl could change his life.  Things changed after he saw a girl; who was trying to play cricket with her friends in the field.  Her ende...

ANGER AND REALIZATION;  I would wake up early in the morning around 4:00 am, sit in the corner, clinging to things that happened, diverting my mind and taking a book to read, shift to exercise, turn the radio on and  turn it off. Rush to the bathroom to brush my teeth, down to kitchen make myself tea, make breakfast. Anything, anything to get away from that situation,... from what? I don't know what, but I knew I was escaping.  Life was so easy back then; I would get up late, call for my mother for coffee. Serving the breakfast right in my hands and taunt her for seasons that would go less for me. 'Ma, why do you put so less salt in kichidi, it doesn't taste good at all.' And for once 'Ma its too much salt in it, too much salty. You alone have this, I am going out for lunch with friends.' But my mom being so nice all the time would never say a word to me. She would always reply politely in soft and low voice: 'Beta please adjust for once.' And now when I...

 ADOPTION AND DONATION;  It was the year 2018,  Introducing myself, Anupama in Orissa,  I didn't give up on my dreams and my talent. They were my best friends. I continued my dance classes and living my life back in the same small apartment with some cash left in my hand and salary that I was getting paid for.  Sitting with my diary in hand I am taken aback reading the goals and the promises that I made to myself.  Was it all my decisions fault, which lead me to take another path that has changed my life totally. I was standing in line with other girls with same kind of feeling probably thinking to get adopted today. Line extended, months passed,years passed.  I was fed up standing in the line, waiting and hoping that  "today is the day that is going to happen".   It was because very few couples came to adopt the girls and they were very choosy in doing it. My fellow girls got their t...

COMPANIONSHIP AND LOYALTY; There lived a well-off family in a rich community. They were family of four.  Mr.Stitch along with his wife Mrs. Raile Stitch had twins.  There was nothing that could be named which they didn't possess. They had huge house, three luxurious cars, two women and three men working in their house and two personal drivers.  Mr. Stitch was great, humble, learning and busiest person among the family who strived to multiply his assets.   Mrs. Stitch was busy lady attending her kitty parties in the club house, making new friends and spending lavishly every single penny earned by Mr. Stitch.  The two girls were brought up by the lady, one amongst the two working women in their house. Emma and Emily were young, lovable girls. They had the attitude of loving and helping others unlike their mother. But their father didn't much care for the girls as he was loving his only business and his deals with people. Now the readers will question who is t...