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  02:43 AM I had been having a few bizarre nightmares from the last couple of nights. Now I could not sleep anymore, I can't deal with them. It's 2:12 in the night, it has been almost 4 hours I am using mobile phone right after the dinner and now I am feeling tired & fully exhausted with almost everything. I threw my phone on the bed, put my wireless in my ears and played a random song and started roaming in my room. Lights are still off, as I locked the mobile phone the only light in the room also turned off. I opened the curtains in the hope of getting moonlight in the room. But even the night was moonless. It's been almost an hour when I took a sleeping pill. The study shows it takes 30 to 45 mins for a pill to work on a normal person. Now I became so used to of taking those pills regularly, I guess they are not working in my system anymore. It's 2:42 in the night now, I can feel my eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, hour by hour. But no sleep ...

A MAGICAL JOURNEY (A STORY OF THE BOY WHO LIVED) Once upon a time there was an orphaned fellow, Whose tales of adventures would make you cheer and bellow. Treated like a doormat – by his uncle and aunt, He’s left with no choice, but to groan and grunt. When taken to a zoo, once he is He discovers he can talk with snakes, that too with ease! The knowledge of his magical ability makes his guardians worry, And they fill the boy’s life with woe and misery. Then all of a sudden a letter comes his way – That adds a surprise to an otherwise very plain day. However, the letter, he is not allowed to see, For his uncle reverses his small moment of glee. So the boy’s life continues to be like hell, ‘Cause with his galling uncle and aunt he has to dwell. Soon his birthday arrives, but there’s no one to wish, When suddenly a sound could be heard – Like a thump and swish. A giant man is seen – like the ones in folklore, Having arrived at their house, breaking through the door. The man introduces him...

50 Rupees It was a normal day. I am still working in the office. Office is quiet and second's needle of the pendulum clock is clearly audible. My colleagues have departed at office time, 6:30 pm, around one and a half hour before. I'm engaged in an unusual assignment, which is though tedious in nature but is really interesting to me. I recently joined this office as a part of compulsory training stipulated with the accounting course, I am pursuing. Considering my interests, I've been allotted this fascinating assignment. My colleagues are used to my late workings. Even the old peon has left me alone, half an hour before. In the early days, he used to instruct me daily to switch off the lights, close gates properly, but now he is so habitual of my late workings, that he just says, hey, I'm going, you please lock the office. Well, I'm the only person in the office of  2500 sq. ft., on the third floor. My office had only three cabins, a reception area...

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