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(warning: Profane language)(Disclaimer: The story is not written to hurt sentiments of any community rather it portrays the fact that an evil can mask himself in any identity.)“Panditji is such a nice man….”“Oh, he is a gem of a person. What is his name, you said?”“Pandit Madhukar Shastri.”“Ram Ram Pandit ji!”“Ram, Ram”, a voice responded.Madhukar woke right at 4 am, the Brahma muhurta, bathing in the holy Ganges during the month of chilling November.People swore by his devotion as the priest. It's been only 9 years since he took up the prie...
Submitted to Contest #105
The people of Penkot had heard about the lake Laguna and the miracles which the lake performed on people. People came there for the remedy to their problems. Some said it cured them of their skin disease and others said that it had improved their life. However, there were some conditions for the miracle to happen. Two of them were-- First; the person had to chant the right mantra. Second, the person had to sacrifice something to get the favor or boon. On the lake, the dock looked like a speck of matchsticks. The mountains, which seemed to ha...
Submitted to Contest #63
This year the same pyjama and jacket on almost the same stature caught my eyes. Just to confirm I dropped a little and took lower flight. ‘Yes, he is the same boy!’ The generous boy, who kept water in the bowl in the park, spent most of his time talking with people and caring the street dogs. He looked leaner and taller, albeit.Since this was the first time I had recognized someone from my previous migration so I thought to ‘human watch’ him. I perched on the branch and started observing him. My spot on the tree branch gave me a go...
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