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The beginning of the ride

“Madam the ride has cost you 95rs”, Vallabh kaka softly explains the passenger sitting in his cab.Women have a very natural tendency to bargain no matter where they are, Mrs. Kakkar was well versed with such skills, she didn’t mind arguing with the old man even when she was lat..

cabbie down!

This is a mystery novel who's plot revolves around the life and sudden death of an Indian cab driver

to dream or not to dream

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A real soldier and his battlefield

omg!you managed I sighedlooking at the hustle you were having with your book…I though you’d not recall,But you did by hook or crook…Yes…those were the unforgettable days of mineAs seeing you I've grown in my life…Now you seem to have lost your hustleDon'..

MY LADY,MY LOVE,MY LIFE...

I was so delighted that I’d see you after so long,I wore your favorite coat,and sang our blissful song,I couldn't wait to see u eat the Chinese I cooked fr you,And see you dance seeing the diamond anklet enhancing your shoeSo ,I started the engine of my newly serviced car,To experienc..

BEING REVERIE..BEING ME!

My feet are above the ground,my head stands high with proud.millions chant my name with lovefor i am a legend to whom ppl bow.my scalpel is my magic wand,the diseased are whom i am fondmy words influence the working of the world,to where they lead,the people gofamily embraces my glow,f..

night and day

She would shine as bright as the sun,She would talk with the loudest whisperShe would giggle at every silly jestAnd enjoy every night as a moonlit festShe would daze about reaching to the stars,Even though she knew they were immensely far.Her eyes would twinkle with even a ti..