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  • Ram 2:58 pm on December 8, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , kollywood, PASS contest, protest against smelly stubble, Sharukh Khan, , tamil hero's   

    Start Action 

    ” Shot ready “. Kollywood’s most famous director Anil Rathnam whispered in his inimitable style. Anil, clad in jeans and a white shirt looked more like a professor, than a typical Director. His favorite heroine Vaishali was escorted preciously out of her caravan, like a foreign dignitary and made to sit comfortably next to him. She was looking as gorgeous as ever and her skin was glittering in the sun. The whole unit looked at her as she carried herself with grace that made Anil to continue with her in his sixth film.

    Anil’s assistants were giving the final touches to the lavish dance set in which they were preparing to shoot the first scene. ” Anil Sir, Is the new face not yet ready. I just cant believe this. What the ….? It is his first day of shooting and this fellow, Ragubav….what bav, OK .. Ragav . Does he want us to wait for him. Is he Sharukh Khan?  ” Hey”. ” Relax Vaish”. ” Relax. I may be the trendsetter in low lighting, but today I’ve done something totally new. Just watch.”, said Anil.

    The company car arrived, and out stepped Ragav. Vaishali nearly jumped out of her seat and was gasping for breath. She stood up, then, ran and kissed Anil on his forehead, then went straight to Ragav. She stood silently for a few seconds. His clean-shaven look bowled her over. Then she hugged him and kissed him on his cheeks, forehead and was all over his face. Ragav was totally embarrassed by this attention.

    Anil continued ” Vaish, of late, Kollywood’s heroes don’t need a razor as most of them are running around with smelly beards. I decided enough is enough. I am introducing a new face with a clean shave.”

    Anil cheered his unit – “OK guys, Start Sound.”


    I would like to tag

    Garima shrivastava nag , amarnaik.com , ( Amar ) 

    A bit of this and that

    This post is a part of the Protest Against Smelly Stubble Activity in association with BlogAdda.We’re here with the biggest and most interesting activity for bloggers where you write a post with a minimum of 200 words and maximum of 300 words using either “I hate that smelly stubble” or “His(My) clean shaven look bowled me(her) over”and weave a creative story around it.
  • Ram 12:19 am on December 8, 2013 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , female child, , , , say yes to a girl child, , ,   

    The Scooterist 


    It was a Sunday morning. The door bell went on for a minute, till Mukesh ran all the way downstairs to open the door.The apartment security guard was standing there with a puzzled look. “Sir, there is a parcel for you. A scooterist came two minutes back and delivered it. But..”    “What ?”

    “But Sir, before I could ask his name he vanished. I got scared, so I have kept the parcel  safely inside my cabin, Please come.” Mukesh was annoyed at the fuss and followed the guard to his cabin.  He grabbed the parcel and walked towards his apartment. He saw a note pasted at the side. ” Call  9633430022 “.

    He called the number. ” I was surprised to see a parcel with my name on it . Who are you? ” Open it ” said the male voice. Mukesh opened the parcel cover, Then he opened the lid. His skin grew pale in shock.

    ” Mr. Mukesh, I know what you did yesterday evening. It’s a promise. It will be a secret between us. Your identity will not be revealed and this will be forgotten now. But on one condition. Promise me that it will not happen again.”  Mukesh was crying loudly now. ” Sorry, Sorry, I promise you. What a foolish thing I have done.” Mukesh disconnected the phone and hugged his three-day old baby daughter. He and his wife were expecting a son and since it was a girl, he left her inside a dustbin at a lonely street corner. The scooterist had followed him and united them.



    This post is a part of write over the weekend, an initiative for indian Bloggers by BlogAdda. This time your entry must contain, “ I was surprised to see a parcel with my name on it.”

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    • Abhra Pal 6:12 am on December 11, 2013 Permalink | Reply

      Though you have taken a good theme, but I am sorry to say that there are a number of loopholes in the story and confusing the reader….


      • Ram 7:43 pm on December 11, 2013 Permalink | Reply

        Hmm, I wanted to keep the suspense till the end Abhra. Thank you.


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