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O nce I had a tough fight with the villagers who were too stubborn to accept that ghosts are mere imagination.  It was after a revolution that happened in my mind after a speech on ‘importance of rational thinking’ that I had just listened to; before my summer vacations had started that I was too adamant to accept defeat in any way. I had a great time battling their arguments. It was time for Hari , who had a mine of ghost experiences to share with me. It was 11 pm. “ You don’t know ! “ spoke hari , who seemed to look in his forties “I just saw a ‘Jakhin’ . And believe me she does exist!” . I wondered who she was?. And my expressions prepared him for the scary description he was just about to give about her. “If you are wondering who is ‘jakhin’ , she is a beautiful female ghost if you look her from behind,you will see her wearing an elegant sari draped over her curvaceous body. Above that, she has free flowing long hair, which seems to make her beautiful. But, ...

I had a friend whom I seem to meet almost regularly during travel to college. I would alight Karjat and he would travel to Lonavla. With this same thing happening over almost a year, we had grown into close friends. At first we used to talk about the weather and how most of the pune crowd is egoistic during travel, who wouldn’t lend their seat to us despite their spine aching from rubbing their butt against the seats. What I felt good about him was that he was always smiling and seemed to carry off his burden of hectic schedule with humor. Slowly we had deeper topics to discuss about and we almost forgot about the seats we had to catch and how sunny it was outside. We started discussing about our friends and personal life. He had turned into a best friend. One day my face didn’t seem to budge and I wasn’t talking much. The day before today, I had failed my exams  and had lost a competition which was backed by partiality. In the morning I had a fight with mom and had a...

“What was the best phase of your life?” Ask this question to any elder fellow on this earth and it would rarely happen if he doesn’t mention his college days. This is the age when everything in life balances out. You seem to be living at the juncture of both skylarking days of movie, music, friends and parties and the other part where you juggle with your study responsibilities and deadlines .And if there was anyone if he didn’t balance both properly, he wouldn’t be immune to problems and regrets in l ater life. Everyone in the group sitting silently on their ch airs in canteen and someone fireworks a joke। The group bursts into the laugh with almost each one of them hurling their hilarious comments. The moment becomes real tough when the canteen food bill turns out to be indivisible wholly a mong the odd number of friends. There is at least one person in every college who plays a musical instrument. And listening t...

Warm hugs and hi to the visitors here.. just back after a long time… this engineering thing gets on the top of your head and tries to bang you down.. Haha..Well, it s really fun to wrestle with it..Doesn’t matter as long as the journey is beautiful..Who cares about the destination anyways…  That’s what I am learning right now.. I happen to come across a beautiful message by Chetan Bhagat, one of the most popular Indian writers..Its just beautiful..click on the link below.. LINK:His part of a speech at symbiosis college. It really signifies a huge deal of wisdom we were always searching for…Is it really worth to miss out parties just for the sake of work or just because somebody says its wrong to party who has developed his own conclusion upon his own experiences… Are you going to follow his path because he has done so….aren’t you going to do what you love? I have figured out a template in our lives today…All the life we are struggling for one thing –success… Its just like you...