Kaur Stories

 "Everything is living, it's just own us, how we lively we feel or just how we live.", I just read out this line on a billboard and ignore it like a pro just to make myself feel more cool. After all I am going to a party, that too without anyone, I mean without family only friends. Hush! Why this traffic today!  (*Blowing horn) A business party with added old friends. Heaven...oh this is going to be interesting.  "Almost after half an hour I reached here.", I said to Rohit while enjoying party.  "It's a business party, so no family clause was applied.", he responded back with a big hug. And party started soon, with just not only office talks,  we all started enjoying with colleagues away from some seniors. Music was slow but right now DJ is doing his job well...with dance and some other talk as they were serving all kind of drinks with delicious snacks in such a beautiful place.  Me and my friends decided, not to drink as when it comes to drinking,...

 Someone wise said once, "Your beauty is in how you look at the mirror. And your overall beauty is in how you take your pictures from a perfect angle.", and yes this wise person is me. The all great Harsh, I mean Harshdeep Kaur, who is in love with gol gappe. But this bhaiya...this gol gappe vale bhaiya is just wasting time mixing-tixing all of those chutney in that drum again.  "Aare bhaiya jaldi Karo...", I said (*do it fast please*) And finally, the gol gappe is here in my plate, the burst of all spices and peas mixed with boiled potato. I closed my eyes to live this moment. (*Smiling with eyes closed) But why these all people are looking at me! I wonder as I open my eyes after few minutes. I followed their stare and I am looking at my newly bought Clarks belly. "Nice belly, but don't you think they are...", someone said. As I turn to see the speaker face. I see two familiar faces. My colleagues! Naina Shukla and Preeti Arora! Why God, why? I don...

Cue-Routine-Reward thats how a habit develop in us or in anyone, thats what my doctor say everytime i visit him. But i use my patient card (kelptomania patient) as my saviour. whenever i pick something from any where it was all fun for me... believe me it was, after that day i never pick anything from anywhere. What happened with me i will tell you all in brief.  It was fine day i belong to upper middle class family i am earning money enough to indulge in or buy anything, but i have a habit of picking anything i find interesting sometime intentionally sometime not but i pick and that is stealing clearly because i don't ask for any permission from its owner.  I was traveling from train Delhi to Patna, its a three day journey by train enough time to see many things and pick what i like. Soon a man sit next to me he was looking sad and i am talkative person. So i start a conversation with him.  Me:"hey uncle ! You okay ! " Uncle:"yes i am, mind your own business "...