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As the Morning Arrived

The day began to break at the far end of the sea. The breeze was picking up speed. The morning light spread in the sky. Sareek opened his eyes to look at the sky. Once again, he had fallen asleep on the sand of beach. No, it wasn’t at night that he got there, it…
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Fading Possibility

Mr Patel loved his late Autumn tea, early in the morning, sitting on the balcony with his newspaper. Ever since his nephew had sent him a particular brand of tea on his birthday, Mr Patel had stuck to the brand and had found this new joy. Mr Patel looked at his son, Prakash making something…
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Corporate landscape

Today in the corporate world scenario what is important is to have a proper understanding of soft skills as well. With technical abilities, it’s important how you grow and enhance your soft skills as well with your technical abilities. Today in the hybrid culture of work what is important is to be smart in a…
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Kolkata story chapter 1
Have you ever been to Kolkata? When we talk about Kolkata, gallons of questions might come across to someone’s mind the Bengalis, fishes, cultural significance, architecture, greenaries and more of culture. Kolkata: The city of joy has an extreme outgrow when it comes to cultural significance and architectural value. The Bengalis and their way of…
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The Due Loss

There was nothing more to be said. Navya stared at the face of Mrs Garg who was wearing a blank non-caring look. Navya turned and made her way down the stairs. Walked out of the building and continued to walk towards hers and on the way, she looked at her parked car with the newly…
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Filling emptiness

There was an office and the office had a position, and Savya was in that position. The office had many memories for her, and so did the path that led to it. Her mornings were accustomed to her waking up at 6, and her family had adjusted themselves to her mornings. Some colleagues were friends,…
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Along with a Cart

It was 8:30 in the morning. The roads were still calm before the crowds of people who would eventually rush out towards their daily working lives. Ranbir pedalled his cart on the road, he woke up much earlier in the morning at 5:30 am, helping his wife in some of the household chores before leaving…
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The Ending Nightmare

“Where have you hidden it?” asked Nihal Pranit looked with wide eyes, sweat rolling down the side of his head. “So, you are not going to tell me,” said Nihal, “Do you know what I do to those who don’t listen to me?” Nihal raised his arm in a fold with his hand forming into…
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Melt Down

The melting of Earth’s polar ice is warping the planet’s crust. Ice from the fracture zone of a glacier crashes into the ocean in Greenland. Scientists knew that when ice disappears, the crust underneath changes.The crust beneath, no longer under all that weight, slowly backed up. This is called isostatic rebound. In some high-latitude…
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The Storied Memory

When Laban was ten years old, he had to move to another city along with his family. His father had been transferred there, although temporarily, but no one knew for how long. Since they were a nuclear family with Laban and his parents, hence everyone had to move together. They lived there for a little…
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Most from the time

It was a busy Thursday evening. The marketplace was moderately crowded, with people coming out to buy things they needed and things they wished to have, while for some living around it was simply the route of their evening walks or other tasks. The roads weren’t that wide, barely enough for two cars to pass…
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The Purpose of Words

Kavish walked to the balcony of his house. While he was working, he noticed a few long drops of rain hanging to the glass of the window. He rushed to take in the clothes which he had placed on a drying stand outside. The rain was a light touch, one which went away after a…
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The Modern Approach

There was a commotion in the village, the price of milk had gone up twice in a month and there were further rumours that it would go much higher. Bhola was in the middle of the commotion. Anirudh Kumar, locally known as Bhola was sent to the city to do something more for himself than…
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PROBLEM SOLVING LIFE SKILL SITUATIONS
YOU AND YOUR GROUP OF FRIENDS ARE PLAYING IN THE PARK.THE NEW CHILD OF YOUR COLONY IS QUIETLY STANDING ALONE AND WATCHING YOU. What will you do to help the new child to join you in the game? WHILE PLAYING FOOTBALL IN THE PARK ,ONE OF YOUR FRIEND FALLS DOWN AND HURTS HIS RIGHT KNEE.…
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Two wheeled Memories

On a bright, sunny and busy summer day, the traffic moved as on any other weekday on this particular stretch of road which was also the part of a highway. The traffic however declined in intensity since it was 11 am and the peak rush hour was coming to an end. There was a time…
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Origin of a culture
The story of the pohela boishakh history has a few versions, however, they all go back to one particular Mughal emperor, Akbar the Great and the tax collecting process under his reign (1556-1609). Several hundred years ago, the economy almost entirely depended on agricultural productions. In Bengal, the agriculture necessarily revolved around its six seasons.…
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Rainful Mornings

When a working person wakes up on a working weekday. The rain outside can mean a lot of things. It starts with being fifteen more minutes of some light sleep. The air is comfortable and the sound of the rain sings to the ears. As the time to leave home nears, the mind has already…
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The Discomfort

Pradeep and Mr Devgan were the only content writers in a small studio. There were two other interns as well but interns came and went, no one stayed. Afterall who doesn’t want a place with a bigger establishment. So, at this time there was none. Pradeep had little desire to switch here from his previous…
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The Lost Childhoods

There was a silence of a particular type in some apartments of a building. The results of class 12 board examination had been announced. One thing about these examinations is that, more than the child who is actually attempting the exam, it feels as if their parents are competing amongst themselves, their relatives or other…
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Tear! We hear
One day an ant was sitting on a stone and sobbing slowly. The tears dropped on the stone and the stone said, ” Hey and why are you crying, what has happened to you? ”. The ant replied, ” I am so tiny, everyone stamps me and hurts me, I wish I was so big.”…

