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"Pangs Of Kanpur" What not to do while preparing for JEE                   I had no clue how a gunshot sounds like. But when that high decibel sound dominated Atif Aslam on our mp3 player and reached my eardrums, I somehow knew what it was. I stared blankly towards Kavi and Chandu. " What the fuck was that!" shouted Chandu. It was as if my center of mass had shifted to my throat. I couldn't speak. I choked. Next thing we hear was a voice at the top of our heads. Voice clearly suggested that the man was enraged and was abusing someone passionately. In a matter of seconds he had brought the whole ancestry of the other person under scanner. All this was going on our rooftop. " Where is Pornab?" I blurted. Kavi ran to Pornab's room and came back with somewhat obvious news. Pornab was not there. Atif Aslam was still singing explaining how he can't sustain long distance relationship anymore. Chandu underst...

It was a dark night illuminated by only some streetlights. I was helping my friend move into a new apartment in Noida sector 62 whole evening and now it was around midnight. He asked me to stay for the night but it was my office time as I usually follow the nocturnal schedule. Usually the autos to 12-22 chauraha can be easily found in daytime but very few of them do the night duty. After half an hour of wait I frantically started asking for lift from practically anything moving on the road. A chota hathi came to my rescue. I sat next to the driver. He was very much about my age, color and height. He had a little less fat accumulation than me and was smoking a bidi . His face was heavily scarred as if he had failed miserably every time he went on to shave. I was busy analyzing his anatomy when he said, "Its not safe to ask for lift at such ungodly hour". "I am not a girl to be worried about", I was quick to reply. He was unreadable from his expressions as there we...