Posted by S on April 16, 2009
The lazy one wakes up again…writes a Klash entry and goes back to sleep 
. Hope to be more regular this time…
The word this week is India and the specific rule is not to use the word in the entry….
The serpentine passport queue irked him. Everytime! He had outgrown it all -queues, red tapes, human errors….
Settled in the USA for over 10 years, he had changed grown and learnt to drive on the wrong side; to replace respect with informality; to share washing machines with strangers and give privacy to his kids; to understand Diwali to be a silent Sunday and send out colourful e-cards for Holi; to cheer Dhoni and gang with a ‘Refresh’ button; to forget caste and remember colour.
“Hey Harry! Howdy dude? Passport renewal totally sucks.” Jolted out of his reverie, Harinarayanan tightly clutched the small blue booklet -the final fragment of his identity connecting him to the land he belonged to.
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Posted by S on March 13, 2009
My entry for Klash this week. The word is Mushroom.
“What a tragedy!”
“They were married so recently.”
“Now what will Shweta do?”
Her family was exasperating. Why can’t everyone just shut up?
Should I cry my heart out when I don’t feel like it? It’s tragic he died. I feel awful but not devastated. I want to get on with life. Is that wrong? I liked him a lot but should this be the end of my world?
“At such a young age!”
“Her life is ruined.”
Tomorrow is the last day for my MBA admission. Should I give it up and miss a lifetime opportunity?
Such thoughts mushrooming in her head made her cringe with guilt.
What should I do now?
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Posted by S on January 22, 2009
My entry for Klash this week -
His eyes sparkled. He had sighted his prey. He felt he was on the brink of victory.
“I have to be very careful now. Can’t let go of him again.”
Patience is the key. But he has to be fully alert, ready to strike in a split second.
“This is my last chance, I can’t fail now.”
He rubbed his hands and watched intently. Each second felt like eternity. His heartbeat quickened.
“Now”, his brain screamed. He jumped at the opportunity. Yesssss!
Ah! The joy of squashing a mosquito!!!
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Posted by S on December 26, 2008
My entry for Klash this week.
Swati was miserable. Everyone was having a wonderful Christmas. But she was always battling to match her income with he expenses. She thought of the beautiful things she could never have. “Christmas spirit is crap! A huge tree, cakes, expensive gifts is what a Christmas makes.” But she had her family of four to support. It was frustrating.
Suddenly she spotted her niece looking pensive. “Whats wrong sweetheart?”
“Have I been a good girl? Will Santa give me five chocolates?”
“Of course. But why five? Not satisfied with three?”
“Then what will you and I have Aunty?”
Swati felt very small compared to her four year old niece. Rohini had taught her about Christmas spirit on the night before Christmas.
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Posted by S on October 15, 2008
Yeah Yeah! 333 people have visited my site till now………makes it half a devil rite? Please extend your full support for my devilish ambitions in future too 
And do comment more often…..would be so nice.
And another announcement….Klash is back. Yippeeeeeeeeee 
For the uninitiated, check it and let your creative devils out!
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