hi. my name is raju. and i am fife years old. and nandu is also fife years old. nandu's papa and nandu's mamma call her nandu when they are loving her and nandita when they are not loving her. i call her nandu always-when i am loving her and when....no, no i am always loving her very much. we go to school in same bus and sit on same bench and go to same toilet together. english mam says we must go to separate toilets but i do not want to go away from her.and we together eat both tiffin-boxes, one by one. sunrise in the east to sunset in the west we are together. at evening she goes to her home and i come to my home (my home is very very big, and red in colour).we play with two dolls. one is male doll and one is female doll. male doll's name is raju and female doll's name is nandu. and i love nandudoll more and nandu loves rajudoll more.yesterday, we were on the beach. and i was riding my tricycle (my granpaa had gifted me tricycle on my birthday) and nandu was trying to make home for nandudoll-and-rajudoll with sand. and suddenly my tricycle went over a little snail, and he died.seeing him, i became very afraid and sad and came running to nandu. "nandu, nandu" i was shouting when i went to her. "nandu, nandu.. i will tell you somthing if you dont tell it to my mummy.. i..i..", and nandu was making the home. "nandu, nandu... listen listen.." and nandu was very happy looking at the home. beside the home were rajudoll and nandudoll. i picked up nandudoll and started going back to my tricycle (and the dead snail). on the way.i told nandudoll everything.i told him that it was not my mistake..it happened by mistake only.....
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Hey Hi thr! I am Raj. Seein you all after 17 years, I am now doin my MBA. Infact, done my MBA. Final results today and I jus cant wait! All this hardwork and all these sacrifices of last 2 years….They better materialize into fantastic results or I am gonna get screwed bigtime. If I top, I mite jus get thru my dream job or else guess deep shit waits fer me.
Holy Shit!!! I forgot. How cud I!!! Fukk Fukk… I can be such a dumb ass sometimes…How cud I 4get 2 call her up? She is my life and I am hers, and this said suffices…
“Raj, dude you rock!!! You do!! You topped the whole frigging insti!!”
Wot??? Wot??? I cant believe my ears!!Gosh, y r these 2 years going past my eyes in a flash? I m in a trance. Nandu nandu u r d 1st person who deserves 2 know dis.
--“Hey Hiiiiiii Nandu Darling….Sweetheart!! Happy Birthday… Many, Many Happy returns of the day…”
--“Thanx Love. I love you. I was afraid u 4got!”
--“Ohh how cud I? Know wot? Results declared today and…”
--“Know wot Honey! My friends have come up and they are such a bunch of sweethearts.already flooded me wid gifts. So wot r u getting along for me? I m sure its sumthn unbelievabl. You ll reach here by the evening rite..?? I ll c u then… Muaaahhhhhh…..Bye!!!”
--“Bye love Bye.”
She hangs up; and I continue “ Nandu, I topped. Can you believe it?? All those missed dates n parties n discs!!. I succeeded Nandu………………..”
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Hi dear friends. I am Mr. Rajan Khanna, the CEO of Lucent Technologies. In life as soon as you think, all that was to be achieved has been, and you just need to hold on, exactly then life veers into uncharted territories and unmapped terrains without giving you the faintest of inklings. Suddenly and swiftly, you are thrown overboard into a surging ocean, surrounding you like eternity, with the orders to swim to life or sink to death. It has been a day when fate has played its deadliest move and I happen to find myself not in the same team as fate. The management has given me transfer orders, as the CEO of Vincent Inc. a very young subsidiary of Lucent, with the ultimatum of either boosting its sagging fortunes or relieving the company of the burden of the fortunes I was being paid as remuneration. I still haven’t told this to Nandu, my wife of 26 years. I find it preferable baring the ugly facets of life face-to-face rather than on the phone, so I can comfort her if it gets a little too much for her gentle disposition.
I am home Nandu. The loser, the defeated is home.
Ding-Dong
--“Good Evening love. So why are you so decked-up? Some outing??”
--“Oh yes love, a ladies' evening together at Mrs Kapoor’s. I am in a hurry. But, why on earth do you look so helpless and depressed?? “
--“Coz I am darling! They transferred me…”
--“And didn,t give you a salary hike, right?? Doesn’t matter love. I still love you lots. Come hop in, dinner is in the fridge. Microwave it before you have it, okay??
Silence.
--“Okay??”
--“Yeah, okay darling Okay!”
--“Bye then. I might be late. Don’t wait for me.”
--“Bye, and have a great time!”
My drawing room has beige walls and beige sofa. People say I have a commanding voice suited to CEOs! I never knew this voice is so full of life as to make audience out of the beige and rather lifeless walls separating me and the surging ocean outside. I spoke and I had audience too.
