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At around 11 PM, the fog blanketed the night. The visibility was down to mere 10 meters. Nikita loved this weather. When the cold mist drenched her skin with moisture, she would stay up in the night till late. She lived with her husband in one of the most posh colonies of South Delhi. Her husband, Suhas was a handsome man. With his six feet muscular frame, he was a womanizer. This was something no one could doubt. Nikita was aware about his short term flings but did not care about it. They were happily married couple now. Suhas usually stayed out because of his business meetings. Nikita stayed at home, alone. She had not joined any of the kitty party clubs nor she had many of lady friends. She liked to live in tranquil. That night was no same for her. Nikita was dressed in crimson colored night-gown. It consisted of a large printed red rose near the waist line. She stepped into the kitchen to have a glass of milk as usual routine. After filling the glass with milk, she returned b

Silhouette of a romantic couple lost in each others eyes. Image credit: here This love so serene Walking together Seldom is this mien* Touch felt like a feather The green pastures Soothing the eyes Seductive gestures Love to hide these lies Weaving these threads Knot by knot so strong Trust made us to tread In this night for so long Want you to stay tonight Holding me in your arms Want to hold on this sight Don't want to miss the charms Perpetual moment Drowned souls  Eternal commitment Nobody controls   * The word mien means 'a person's appearance or manner, especially as an indication of their character or their mood.' Click here to read The pact...

Title : The Hunt for Kohinoor: Book 2 of the Thriller Series Featuring Mehrunisa Author : Manreet Sodhi Someshwar Publisher : Westland Ltd. Number of pages:425 Genre : Thriller My Verdict: After reading the first book of the Mehrunisa thriller series and reviewing The Taj Conspiracy , I am very much delighted to review the second book of the thriller series by Manreet Sodhi Someshwar. I just finished the book and can't wait myself to post this review. I am spell bounded by the spectacular book written by her, again. The precisely chosen characters according to the plot along with an impeccable and eloquently written language is something a rare combination but Manreet has done the work perfectly. It's the fastest yet nail biting experience in the ninety-six hours covered in the book. I am always a fan of Manreet mam's books as they are very well researched as I feel. Being a writer of promise, she keeps her promise intact and would  always l

Image credit: here. The wetness... Soaked me From within Embracing harness Water drenching Whole body Trickling droplets Desires quenching Empty eyes Filled with Lust now Love flies Hot flesh Steaming souls Come together In mesh Dark night Crescent moon Entwined arms Held tight... Click here to read A delightful walk...

Image credit: here Bound to lose control Seeing you there We hold hands like Two bodies, one soul Over damp grass I feel the chill Tired alone I was This time shall pass Slowly, we walk Till the eternity Under the night sky Silent, still we talk This breeze grazing us Smiling moon up above Wish time stood still Music would be a plus Stopping, I get lost In these oceanic eyes Feet over the green Bursts the frost... Click here to read En route to love...

Image courtesy: here Unbeknownst to me She comprehended My mood so sombre As she was on a spree Vividly she roved In my mind furtively Exuberantly yet indomitable Even if she was shoved With desperation, I mulled Over her conspicuously Beauty so adorable Hideous to her, I dulled Those auburn tresses Tumbled about her face As she moved with temerity It was a reality of my guesses Dexterity in her she embodied That caress took me away From sombre to hopeful It must have been prophesied   Click here to read O my love, see you soon!

Image Courtesy: here.   For past many years we have seen almost no change in India. I feel backward, do you? Of course I would guess that most of us would say the same thing. We need change now, don't we? Well the best change can happen when we change ourselves but best would be to change the system by which we have been going through since the beginning. Technology has advanced, we haven't! The old use of ballot box still exists and the same counting pattern of the votes put by the voters. Enough of it we had. The normal voting machines have been changed to electronic ones but still the procedure remains cumbersome. So what's the use of changing the machines? We still have to wait in long queues to press the blue button. The reach is still not that extended. Like if the people of Delhi are voting, a lot of voters in small towns in and around Delhi are not eligible to vote in Delhi elections. "Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.&