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Stolen
Ritvik opened the door of the car and sat in the front passenger’s seat. The car moved and the police station disappeared from view. Ritvik glances at a visibly frustrated Yaksh driving the car. ‘Would it be the right time to talk to him?’ thought Ritvik as he tried to read the atmosphere and then…
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Futile Efforts
The morning was as usual as any, early still. Some people had started coming out of their resting place in their walking shoes and some in their running shoes. The ones in their formal shoes were some poor souls who were leaving for work, one of the downsides of a more demanding job. Mr Doshi…
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Fruitful
What job would you do for free? Jay stood on the terrace. In his hand was a new digital camera, which was in a sealed box three hours ago. Jay stood looking for a subject. He couldn’t focus in school the whole day, the excitement was just too powerful for him to focus on anything…
Early Morning Memories 