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Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai

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T his post is dedicated to introducing my Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai . I have made this podcast with an intention to connect to people through my voice. This is not only a means of sharing my views and stories with the world but is also a medium to talk to myself.   A podcast is a good medium to connect with people as it does not demand the attention of your eyes; all it wants from you is to lend your ears. Often when you are commuting on a bus or in a metro, listening to a podcast can be a great idea: All you need is an earphone and bingo! My Podcast - Bus Kahani Hai has a Trailer as an introduction and episodes that are published from time to time. All the episodes so far have been archived below with dedicated links for one-click listening. Also, it is my humble request to leave your valuable feedback and comments on this post or on my  Instagram page   https://www.instagram.com/neoimaginations/     Twitter handle  Bus Kahani Hai              Latest Episodes Episode 4 : Khidki Ke Baa
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Jacob Hills by Ismita Tandon Dhankher

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Book Review- Jacob Hills by Ismita Tandon Dhankher      If you are looking for thriller,crime, betrayal and Romance all at once; My finger would just point you a fresh book  " Jacob Hills" by Ismita Tandon Dhankher. She blogs at  lesserknownpoet.   Jacob Hills is her second novel after 'Love on the rocks', released  in 2011. The publisher of the book is HarperCollins. Jacob Hills is a thriller novel with a unique style of narration. The story revolves around  George Chandy couple. It is beautifully penned to the delight of readers. Each section has a different narrator from the story, so by the time you reach the last chapter you would have seen the story from all possible perspectives . This gives the book a  unique appeal. Maj. George Chandy is newly posted to Jacob hills near Shimla that houses the elite War college. He is posted here as an instructor to train the finest Army officers for the finest jobs. Eva, the Anglo Indian wife of Maj George is t
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WeChat - A dream chat.

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With the advent of internet and mobile phones, communication has become as easy as a breath. Meagre press of a fast dial button on your cellphone and you are talking to a person who is thousands of miles away. And as if the voice was just not enough for  "the Dil Mange More" generation, we brought in super apps to cross all barriers of communications. You can hear, text and also see people  in real time. The distance is no parameter in the equation of this super app " WeChat ". The new App WeChat is the new revolution in the realm of social networking. Dont let your phone to be slanged if it is not installed with the revolutionary App  We Chat. Get it now @  WeChat's Youtube channel . My so far experience with this application has tempted me to imagine a chat session with some of the most interesting people on earth.                        Rajnikant Sir :  One man i admire for his simplicity and mad fan following. A great actor and a great human
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The Refrigerated Platter

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          Two years of college affair blossomed into a marriage for Monisha and Akash. Since Akash belonged to Bihar, he lovingly called his wife Monisha as Monuwa. Monuwa loved the new pet name given  by her husband. Life was a song for the couple. But unfortunately Akash got posted to a remote place  on account of his transferable job. The place of posting had no facilities to support family life and Akash had to go alone and wait for the periodic leave to see his beloved Monuwa back in Bhopal.                                              It was tough for Monuwa to live alone and away from dear hubby. But she had no choice. The better side of the story was that Monuwa had luxury of time and life style. Her college friends found it extremely difficult to adjust with their  in-laws post marriage. They lost a big deal of liberty and space. Mouwa had both the perks in plenty as she was not staying with her in-laws but all alone. She loved her TV. It was her door to unlimited enter
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Taste Migrated.

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   The last time my French friend Jean Jack Radi came to India, he got serious addiction to Indian food. I still remember he used to talk at length about the variety of Indian cuisines and the parallel intoxication he achieves out of it. Though we had professional relationship but a thing or two about this man, almost my father s age  tempted me to befriend him outside the professional sphere. I was a bachelor then but my love for food kept me at close affair with my kitchen. I invited him for a lunch party at home the next day. Radi warmly accepted the invitation and said he would join me with a bottle of Bordeaux Rose Wine. I smiled back at him indicating that it would be a perfect party. The next day  as we say became a history. I made him my special Hyderabadi Dum Biriyani and mint Raita. We started with the bottle of wine and never ending conversation that lasted even longer than the food and dessert.                                                Six months from then I m i
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