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5 Glorious years for The Solitary Writer

 Time flies. This blog was born out of an experiment.May be a careless 2nd year Engineering students tryst with writing gave birth to TSW. Initial days were quite non productive in the blog perspective.The first post came in December.During those times, days were hectic.Submission pressure and marks were few factors which would bother me much. For once I started writing and it was never looking back. never knew I would reach this milestone one day. I hardly have over 300 posts and this itself is a big milestone. I don't know how to thank my readers. Thanks a lot readers,followers,fans and friends for being kind and generous enough to mark your presence here. This has always invoked a smile in my face. I would love to tell you that may be these days I am not regular in blogging but definitely I would miss you all. 

This place has been full of fiction tales,non fictions,random ramblings,poetries and art works. I thank each and everyone for those valuable comments which provide me inputs  about improvements and appreciations.I am planning to post few of my incomplete tales.I have enjoyed being in this space.I cannot cease to thank you guys. Some people mark their presence wherever they tread and you are those.Thank you guys

On  1/27/2007 ,I started this blog and today its 1/27/2012 and its been a never ending journey. Thanks for enlightening this place with your presence.Yuppie! Its finally 5 glorious years for the Solitary Writer



- Love 
   The Solitary Writer.

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Love to Hate 1

 Disclaimer - All characters are fictitious.The images are taken from Google.


 'Nikhil Sharma, during our college days we never had a chance to attend coaching classes and our teachers words were like gospel to us. We admired and respected them  
and look at you.Its because of students like you that the entire reputation and performance of our class is degrading.Why do you do so Nikhil?,' enquired  
Leena,Professor in Ideal Engineering College.

Leena Bisht taught Data Structures to Second Year students of Ideal Engineering college and was also the facilitator for the entire Computer department.Nikhil smiled at her like a shameless and moved ahead to collect his DS paper.

'Don't smile! Shameless creature.Again 7/100. Probably we have witnessed the guy who consistently scores less marks in every exams,' Professor Leena announced to which
the entire class started laughing.Nikhil who was known as Nick to everyone was also enjoying the laughter riot.

'Anyways, I would like to meet your parents next week,'  the Professor said to Nikhil and left for the staff room. 

It was not the first time that any Professor of IEC had called for Nikhil'S parents. His parents could be labelled as the 'most wanted parents' in IEC.

Nikhil was one of the most outstanding student in S.E 'A' section.'Outstanding' by the fact that every professor would throw him out of their classes and Nikhil would
be seen roaming around the corridors peeping at beautiful girls attending lectures.He got admitted to IEC because of his fathers job in Army.He was a popular face in
the Engineering College located at Shimla.

'Nick, she is such a sinister man...I hate her,' Ashwin ,one of Nikhils close comrade asserted.

'Leave it bhai,' Nikhil smiled.
'Wow!! look I got 7 marks for the only answer which I knew,' He exclaimed.

Every Professor called Nikhil as Dumb,Idiot,Stupid and Buddhu. Nikhil would never care for all those names.

While entering the class,Nikhil came across an answer sheet lying outside the window.

'Neha Singh, Class SE 'A' Roll num 47' He read.

'S.E  section A' ,' He read again.

Later on he glanced through the paper and stood stunned when he saw her marks.

'98/100,' It was Java answer sheet and after observing her marks and answer sheet ,Nikhil was curious to meet Neha.He folded her paper and kept in his bag.

There was something special in this girl and Nikhil wanted to find out this special factor.
He entered the classroom and scanned the whole room for any evidence of a new comer.It was the first time that Nikhil failed to identify somebody from his class.

He left for his seat but failed to locate Neha. He had never seen her before as he would seldom attend any lectures.

'Wow! what a surprise! We have Nikhil here for the first time,' Prof Raghu ,the Adv Java  teacher  said.
 
The entire class started screaming and clapped for him. Nikhil felt like an Olympic gold medal winner for a moment.

'Neha, don't look at him...he is the worst loser of this class,' A girl from their class told Neha.

It was for the first time when he saw Neha.Her eyes full and dark,sparkled brightly with the kohl which she applied.The mascara clad eyes beneath her coal black eyebrow had taken him aback.She was an attractive girl.She never wore much make ups unlike other girls to flaunt her beauty.

'Stop it!!' She said the girl for once.

She seemed to be a sweet girl.The qualities in her were something to be admired. She smiled back at Nikhil and he stood firm staring back at her but he could only see her hair braided to the side.

'Why are you standing?,' Prof Raghu enquired.

Nikhil sat down still thinking about the girl who mesmerized him with her looks.

'Wrapper classes are present in java.lang.package,' the Professors words remained unheard as Nikhil was busy concentrating on Neha.

He realized that he had her Java answer sheet and this would serve him to open a conversation with her. He was waiting for the right time and the right occasion. It was the last lecture of the day and Prof Asha had taken maternity leaves and hence she was unavailable.There are two types of Engineering students.Category 1 includes those who believe in studying at the right time and right moment.The other category solely depends on the Category 1 students and copy assignments from them.Nikhil belonged to the category 2 and Neha in Category 1.Category 1 students would utilize the free lectures to complete their tasks and assignment work.Nikhil would collect assignments from them at a later stage.

Neha was seated at the 2nd row.Nikhil soon noticed the presence of Neha in the class.

 

'Hey there!!,' He greeted her.
'Hello!!,' she smiled.
'How are you?,'He added.
'Pretty tired as you see...long day na,' She said
'Oh!! Some one is hard working,'
' hehehe...may be..,' She stroked her hair.
'I am Nikhil,' Nikhil displayed a vibrant smile on his face.
'Hi Nikhil...I'm Neha,' Neha introduced herself.

'Can I sit here?,'Nikhil asked her curiously.
'Oh! you do not need to ask me Nikhil,' She said.

'I heard that you have scored 98 in Java.Can you please share your answer sheet?,' He added
'Yes Sure..,' She said and checked her bag for the paper.

'Oh no...its not in my bag..Oh I lost it..What will I tell my parents?,' She was worried
Tears rolled down her cheeks as she searching her Core Java answer sheet.

'Hey! why are you worried...don't worry,' Nikhil smiled at her.
'Do you think I would smile after having lost my answer sheet and that too after scoring 98 marks,'Her eyes still moist.

Nikhil soon removed her marksheet from his bag and gave it to her.

'Hey, how did you get this? from where did you get this?,' A glimpse of joy reflected on her face.
'Umm..just got it lying outside the window...so thought of giving you..,'Nikhil grinned.

'I don't know how to thank you..btw how much did you score?,' She said anticipating a quick reply.

'Hahaha..you really want to know my marks..' Nikhil laughed.

'Yes I do...please tell no..please please '  She pleaded
 (to be continued..)

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The Party Cycle

Party Cycle!!




 Its quite annoying at times when people  especially friends pester you numerous times to throw a party.Earlier days we would celebrate different occasions with friends and family by partying with  them. Party culture in today's generation different things . A friend called me the other day and asked me if we could party together and I asked him the reason and I was speechless.He was bored and wanted to party with me.That was quite lame but sometimes we can't really help.

Party Cycle

1.When you were born,everyone asked your dad for a party.

2.When you gradually started walking and talking ,there was scope for another party.

3.One more party when you started writing.

4.Another party when you started going to school.

5.A genuine party when you started scoring good marks. All these days your parents were under the axe and it was their sole responsibility.

6.When you entered college,cousins and school friends irk you

7.Again exams,entrance exams,degree college days etc and series of party.

8.Now after you pass university exams, a big party.

9.Sometimes when you flunk unfortunately, its time to share some sorrow.So that would be a booze party.(trust me i was involved in one such party :D )

10.All these while we forgot to mention the birthday party.

11.When you get into job,another party awaits.

12.When you get married ,one more party.

13. When you become a daddy/mommy ...you have to throw a big  party .

14. Repeat Points 1 until 13.

 
Suresh - Bhai, that girl spoke to me!
Ramesh - Oh which chick man?
Suresh - that beautiful girl from Class D
Ramesh - Natasha?
Suresh - I proposed her...
Ramesh - then ..
Suresh - She accepted and now she is my girlfriend.
Ramesh - Oh then you need to throw me a party .


And there may be several other special occasions where we need to celebrate .But sometimes I feel that it is good to party and enjoy life but sometimes too much of partying is bad.So be responsible and good to others.Enjoy life and do well in life!. See ya!


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