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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 All the episodes so far have been archived below with dedicated links for one-click listening.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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That Night.. I saw, I Learnt.

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   The relentless winters of North India was at its pinnacle. I was somewhere crossing MP region to reach New Delhi Railway Station the following morning. A berth in 3AC class of Bangalore Express was the least i wanted for a comfortable sleep at night in the train. But my unplanned journey at short notice only landed me in a non-AC Sleeper class compartment. The windows of the train never closed completely to their capacities making room for the cruel cold waves to run inside and make the coach a freezer. The opening of doors at frequent stations only added to my woes. It was the coldest journey i was ever making.                                                           At an unknown small station i got down off the train to find a hot cup of tea  to warm my palms at the least. I could nt find the name of the railway Station because it was too foggy and the night was  jet dark. With Gods grace i found the usual Chaiwala ( Tea vendor ) and comforted myself with the h
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Main Shayar Beimaan..

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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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From How we met to How we Lost.

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This post is a part of  Write Over the Weekend , an initiative for  Indian Bloggers  by BlogAdda . "Thanking blogAdda for giving me the opportunity to write about someone who was more than a friend. Linking you gives me the link to every good friend I have in my life today." The winters of 1999 will always remain deep etched in the chapters of my life. I joined the new KV Bangalore Jalahalli East in the middle of the academic year. The first day in the class and i felt isolated and secluded. Somehow attended the eight periods before the bell rang for the " Go home" signal. He approached me and inquired where i stayed. Fortunately we happened to stay in the same locality. So he asked me to join him for way back home. He had a short cut for everything. Even for his long name Venkatesh as Venky . I joined him instantly. The short cut passed through a forest area that was very dense and serene in itself. We enjoyed the half n hour walk talking about school
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Money, Sex, Dhoka - IPL

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Every morning I switch on my TV to see News but all am given is S TV (   Sreesanth TV). Sreesanth bowling in slow motion action replay with a red circle on his waist highlighting the tool of spot fixing aka towel . The towel company losing million dollar business for not branding it broadly to  make the brand name legible on camera. Poor guys never knew Sreesanth would endorse it free of cost at the cost of marring his own cricketing career.                                   Female models doing compromising deals and also doing compromising positions, bookies using nick names, Dawood  of D Company once again making headlines without much evidence and phone taps. Delhi Police doing a perfect commendable case cracking .TRP s for IPL 6 shooting ever high with common man watching the news of IPL all day and joining back his TV set for IPL matches in the evening. Prime ministers of both sides trying their best to sing Indian chini bhai bhai and talking on issues that are much
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I love you for infinite reasons...

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I am for you and you are for me, we knew this right from the first day of our formal interaction. At this crucial stage of life I am 6000 miles away from you but its my call and i don't have a choice. Sorry for i m not with you. Even more sorry for the reason that your people and my people are not there with you. It was supposed to be like this but we have the art of survival and that too a happy one so we will sail until we reach the destiny of togetherness. Its just a testing time and we ll have some more to sail through. One day on the horizon we ll see a sun as bright as our hopes and a moon as calm as our patience. That day the day will be more bright and the night little more cool. I have a faith, a faith that is unconditional, just like our love.                                          ---- Dedicated to my sweet wife surviving in the summer of India.
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To Paris- With Love.

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I waited for you a whole year. And you kept on delaying the most awaited meeting. I only heard of you and saw you in digital pictures. Never did i imagine that i would come to you one day but then you attracted me, fascinated me, enthralled me, intoxicated me  and almost  made excuses to keep me intact with the faith that I would meet you. Finally the wait got over and on 15 Apr 13 we touched each other. As the IA flight touched the runway i sensed the race of my heart. It was a sheer love affair, coveted and concealed. When I saw Paris Airport  i was delighted like a kid. A drive to the city Hotel Adagio and I sensed every reason why France is so much of a craze and a dream for millions. Though it was already late by the time i got over with dinner but i still decided to take a walk to Eiffel as its the closest venue from my place of residence. I chose the path alongside river  Le Seine . The breeze was mild and gradually handed me over to the spot of love. A place more romantic
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At Last She.....

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Harish and Tejas came to Bangalore  together when they got a placement in Neosys Software company through college campus recruitment. Being school time buddies they decided to stay together at a rented flat. Harish was subtle and usually calm but Tejas was kind of a rocKSTar fellow who always used to be cool dude types. Though both friends were poles apart but were close and extremely fond of each other. A handsome job at 22 years of age and a city like Bangalore was a reason enough for them to add the word girlfriend to the list '" I WANT".                               One evening as Harish entered the flat he saw Tejas completely lost in his laptop screen.  "What the hell makes you stick to your laptop after a day long work with the same machine in the office?", Enquired  Harish. "Dude I am chatting with a girl that too from Bangalore. Her name is Sandhya.  Finally i will not have to sit at home on weekends and   cook for you. " Re
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Jiyo Dil Se

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‘A young executive was nervously biting her nails.’ Unable to decide between work ethics and Jiyo Dil Se attitude she chose the latter. 2 days back:                    It was evening 7 pm on Mira's wrist watch and she has been wanting to walk up to the coffee vending machine for a break. Her day starts at 9 am in the NEOTEL call center where she works as a customer care executive. She just got over from a customer call regarding some billing issue. This was not a usual day to day call that she handles at a flick. It was a call from a person named Ankit Kaushik. Though she recognized his voice from the word 'hello' itself but her job protocol urged her to take details of his name and cellphone number to discharge her service as an executive. She wanted to scream on the phone to say she was Mira but her call sign name Mandy was mandatory as company s policy in answering query. She resolved Ankit's  issue without much hassles and gave him a 
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