Garmi ka ek din

Hello again. I recently invested in a diary and now my aim is to put it to a good use. Today, I wrote a short story and a sher. Now you will have to wait for the sher because this post will have the story. Read it and let me know your views. 🙂

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I am no Puneet

There is a guy named Puneet out there who looks like me. How do I know about that? Well, let me tell you a story.

I entered this metro and stood to one side knowing very well that it will get crowded soon. After five minutes I realize that this guy sitting on a seat is staring at me, I look at him and he hesitates and then looks away. Then I notice him looking at me again, he is looking at me in the manner of enquiry and I realize that. So I plan to ignore him and continue standing, looking around and observing people.

After a while, he points towards me and says- “Tumhara naam Puneet hai kya?” (Is your name Puneet?), I tell him no and he is like um..Okay. Believe me., he was a little disappointed but that is again life. It is full of disappointments but let’s not get into that. I turned out and laughed it was funny for me.

Well, Mr. Puneet I am not really sure if we look alike or not but that guy did confuse me with you.

Well, Mr. Puneet I am not really sure if we look alike or not but that guy did confuse me with you.
I wish you good luck and I wish that gentleman good luck and he may find you very soon.

*Raises glass* To Puneet and to me!

Bye! my friends, until next random entry here. And yep see this photograph too. 🙂

 

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From the Book Fair

 

A thing of beauty….

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Moved to Tears.”

Describe the last time you were moved to tears by something beautiful.

Several weeks ago I was at McDonald’s taking something for someone and I went to the washroom and on my way out I heard a group of kids making noise.I on arriving near the tables saw around 20 children with a man who was trying to get them into the frame,so he could click a photograph.
That was something amazingly beautiful,I saw the man and he smiled and I smiled back telling him he was doing  good job silently.That was one of the best things I had seen in months.

An explanation maybe?

So some random girl from a different country messages me,read the message-
“whch place is this in ur cover pic please tell me….am worried..”

I reply that the place is Shimla.She replied telling me that she has seen this place in her dream,and it was empty,dark and there was something horrible,no one else was there besides herself and her mother.She has never been to India.She ended it saying it’s horrible.

I haven’t replied but been wondering about it.Are my photographs magical?Appearing in people’s dreams?Do you find it spooky too?

This is the photograph

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