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Are there times when you hear a new song and wonder if the tune is very familiar? Are there times when you felt completely dejected and all alone in life? Are there times when you wanted to tell something to your loved ones(be it anyone) but couldn't tell it openly? If you can relate to any of the above, grab the copy of Neon Nagaram and experience it yourself. When we ask a group of people what are their hobbies, 90% of the replies would be "Listening to Music" and "Reading Books". Paadhai has taken this wonderful concept to of mixing both these pleasures to one package and presented us with the 2nd musical Novel - Neon Nagaram. A complete novel written with the hero,Vinay ,in the lead and a perfect story woven with all the mentioned points! One can relate to each and every character in the story. From the father, who understands the son but hardly talks to him. A mother who is concerned about you. A brother who will, without even thinking for a...

She was standing at the corner of the road. He hugged his mother tightly not wanting to leave her. She fed him. He quietly ate whatever she gave him. He felt happy when she took him in her arms.He felt secure. She looked at him with all the warmth and love in this world. He was her baby and she would never let anyone harm him. She felt him shiver as he heard the noise. A van stopped near them. She saw a few get out n come near her. A few were sitting inside and watching her, as if laughing at her. One of them took something from his hand and kept near his face. He was looking intently at her. She looked here and there. She could sense that her son was very scared. He had closed his eyes and was tightly hugging her. She was ready to fight them if they tried to do any harm her son. *Flash*, light flashed out of what that thing the guy had in his hand. She was about to snatch it away from him when she heard them going back to the van laughing. The van started and the shouts a...

Life has become a business of sort! Compromises..Negotiations..Persuasions and what not to live our own life in ur manner! Oh am not going into philosophy now ;) My cell beeped with this message which prompted me to write this post! "SMS PUBLICITY for your business development excellent response@low cost for just Rs.1800 for 1 lakh sms. Attractive discount for corporate & bulk orders!" Thanks to the bulk sms option; we, the customers, who have a phone get numerous messages varying from plots on sale to holiday resorts to how to treat your hairfall! This goes by saying that when your cell beeps and you read such a message, it in turn only spoils your mood because we all look forward to messages from someone else...hmm i meant friends ;) All the service providers have this option of disabling any advertisement oriented msgs. I had also subscribed for that till recently. Normally each time I get such a message, i delete it or just have it in my inbox without reading it. So...

Sudha picked up the newspaper and started reading it. As she was flipping the pages, her eyes fell on a picture. The person in the photo was smiling at her. Obituary column : Ramesh , 10th August 1940 to 13th August 2011. As she was reading the details, postman knocked at her door. She opened her letter. Dear Friend, Thanks for the Birthday wishes. We are growing older! You know that am not an emotional sort of person, but today for some reason am feeling nostalgic. There are times in our life when we need a person to whom we can depend on, a shoulder where we can lean on and a hand which we can hold for support. That person doesn't expect anything in return. And we are are forever indebted to them. You are one such person to me. I recollect all those situations when even though you were not here physically, you helped me in your own way. I am still happy that I made that small error of miscommunication that let us to know each other. This world might not see us ...

He was very excited. More than attending Raj's Wedding or the Sight seeing, he would get sometime to spend with Madhuri. Till now they had talked over the phone or chatted but had not met personally after the train meet. In the past few weeks he had started liking her a lot. He would eagerly wait to call her in the evenings to talk to her. His friends had started teasing him a lot. One of them even asked if Madhuri was his girl friend and he had actually blushed.He didn't say yes or no. Did he think of her as his girl friend? Now he wasn't sure himself. There was something special about her. But what did she think about him? With this trip, he felt he would get good chance to know her better. There were 7 of them who started from Mumbai together. Their plan was to leave on Thursday night from mumbai to Pune. The wedding was taking place in pune on Friday night. And after the wedding they decided to spend the weekend in Lonavala and then back to mumbai. Apart fro...

Continued from Part 1 - Thanks to all those for liking the part. Makes me all the more enthu to write the next part :) As soon as she finished reading the post, she searched for his phone number in Facebook. She took the phone and messaged him. Himanshu was almost asleep, when his cell phone beeped. " Hi, its the unknown gi r l " He got up with a start. Before he could think about anything, next message came. " Sorry for messaging so late. Won't Disturb. Will talk later. Good Night ." He wasn't sure if he should message or not. He opened his laptop to check mails/FB/Blogs. No messages. He decided to reply to her message the next day and went to sleep, thinking about her. She wondered if he would have read the message. She had sent the first message and then realized how late it had been at night. She immediately sent the next message. Lying down in the bed, she secretly hoped he would message and slept off, thinking about him The next morning, he wondered w...

Hi Everyone :) After long long time am back with story telling. Hope you like it : D ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Himanshu was waiting in the station for the train. He was already running late. He looked around and saw the crowd everywhere. He swore to himself why it has to be so full today only compared to the other days. Finally the train came and he got into the already crowded train. As he got into the train, he saw a girl standing at the middle of the coach. First look at her and he thought, she looked very pretty. Next moment, it dawned to him that she looked very familiar but he simply couldn't remember when and where he had met her. Through the jostle and pushes, he found himself in the middle of the coach. He heard a pat behind his back and turned back. It was the same girl he saw when he had entered the train. The moment she saw him, she smiled widely and said, "Himanshu! Hi, how are you. Heard that you were working...