October 29, 2009

Destiny's chit

Ramu stared at his question paper. Twenty questions still blank. He scratched his head and looked at Neha. Got the mean glance. Uttered something under his breath, he didn’t see Mr.Biswas, cry of protest, Neha sobs, Ramu still stares at the question paper. Confusion, the wind, God? Who cared when the answers were before him.
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7 comments:

  1. PS the PratsieThursday, October 29, 2009 5:04:00 PM

    mean !! :P

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  2. hThursday, October 29, 2009 5:07:00 PM

    who was mean Ramu or Neha? ;)

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  3. MIRAGEThursday, October 29, 2009 5:13:00 PM

    Pappu ...err...Ramu paas ho gaya??? :P

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  4. AnonymousThursday, October 29, 2009 6:08:00 PM

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  5. FreelancerThursday, October 29, 2009 7:04:00 PM

    hehe...reminds me of my days :)

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  6. AmityFriday, October 30, 2009 4:38:00 AM

    you've written a beautiful poem, though the meaning is as sad,

    roshni, i like your signature here, could you held me create one "Amity Me"..

    love yah!

    nice day dear!

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  7. hFriday, October 30, 2009 10:17:00 AM

    thanks :)

    @amity ..poem!? :P where?

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