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Hello readers! Been really really long time I posted something here. I wasn’t draining out of ideas to write, but wanted to share something that is actually exciting. Actually, I been doing something that is absolutely exciting, at least to me! So without further delays I am posting my first episode of the writing. Few days ago, I was spending a large amount of quiet time thinking about a plot line and was thrilled with the overall idea. The idea, the concept, the setting of the plot and the development of the plot, everything was the effort of my wife and mine (Thank God! For blessing us with some writing abilities). So while working on this idea, I was wondering if I could share this as a Blog Episodes or rather Blogisodes . Does this word even exist? If not let me coin it! Your feedback will give us and also HAMSA an extremely enthusiastic motivation to unfold the story further. Please do not hesitate to express your thoughts. Note: The plot, the setting, the developme...

With the charging excitement and burning asphalt, here I am on the road again. And this time the road trip did all the magic it was supposed to. This short getaway also seemed to be the sequel to my recently done Goa trip. Hmm… did I mention Goa? Let me talk about it in my next article. The quick trip to Basara was keenly looked forward because it was a family outing after really long time. And guys, it was actually really long time. The destination is quite a famous pilgrimage as Goddess Saraswati abodes there.   My son’s Aksharabhyasam was planned there and somehow, I made up my mind that it has to be done in that village. Not that I am religious or something, but my only intention was that we all as a family would be able to spend together in a new milieu. Now I hope many of you may be finding some difficulty to read the word referring to the ritual. Let me make things easy for you. It is a customary indicating the child is now ready to obtain formal education. “Welc...

Whoa!!! This was the expression on my face when I finally experienced the first rains of this monsoon. The monsoon this year had all possible traits that a brawny villain has in the movies. Firstly, the dark clouds that hugged the blue sky so tightly, I literally felt it were somewhere around 2.00 am while it was already 8.30 am. Man, I cozily dunked myself in the quilts and was lost in few good dreams and suddenly I hear a thunderous noise, which was my cell phone alarm. I cursed myself for promptly setting up the alarm for obvious reasons; the nasty gadget stole few hours of my good sleep. I soon realized that another chaotic week is yet to begin and I should be prepared to handle all the noise from all possible corners. With this heavy thought in mind and lots of sleep in eyes, I stood still and was thinking of my two choices, whether to continue to spoil myself with more sleep or enter the world of nuisance and nonsense. My heart said “Dude, get some sleep” bu...