A Client Presentation on a Hot Afternoon

It was one of the stuffiest afternoons and the central air conditioning was proving to be useless. It was just as hot inside as it was outside where even the sun seemed to be sweating. But heat was not the biggest problem today, I was presenting the slide deck I had created as a sales pitch for our client. It had taken all of fifteen days, weekends included, seven rounds of reviews including two with partners. Everything was to everyone’s taste except the pricing slide, which has forever been a thorn in the flesh as the client never agrees to … Continue reading A Client Presentation on a Hot Afternoon

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This One Mod will Change Your Life

Everything around him went foggy and when he shut tight his eyelids, water fell off like a juicy lemon being squeezed. Gah, fuck no, it’s happening, he thought and looked around the metro, and saw someone deep into their phone. Perhaps looking at old photos, old memories. Verma’s Emotion Prevention Mod came with an evil side effect – it pulled sad memories and emotions from people nearby. He had installed the mod to suppress his memories, memories that would be tagged tragic by the built-in AI engine. But all the mods sold these days came with serious defects. The markets … Continue reading This One Mod will Change Your Life

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The Master Puppet

It was the 78th day of protests. The taps had run dry and government had even blocked access to toilets. There was a feeling of immense tiredness but also uncontrollable anger in the polluted air. Then there were smoke and blows. The police were there, lathi charge had started, pellet guns were in play. Singh pushed his way and with all his might struck at the head of the first person not in uniform. The person fell down covering his head by his hands. After what seemed like an eternity and by then Singh had already laid waste to five … Continue reading The Master Puppet

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What an Odd Wish List

It is fairly common in these parts to build a tiny little room on the terrace of an already finished house and rent them to needy students or people starting out in a low paying job. They typically have one window, an attached bathroom, and are burning hot in the summer months. I have always found people who live here on the edge, like they are living at the tip of a matchstick; if you rub them the right way they will burst. Tripathi used to live in one of those rooms, may be still does. If Tripathi closed the … Continue reading What an Odd Wish List

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Detective Bhagwat and The Missing Bullet

I was the need of the times. Born as Bhagwat, people call me Bhagwat Holmes. I don’t talk of my surname because I don’t think it matters in modern India, but it is Sinha. I am a private detective, have solved multiple cases in UP and around for the past decade and have a reputation (according to people) for going where our esteemed police department cannot. I don’t like to talk much about myself, but seeing the interest of so many, I will write down my personal history in a separate post. Life is pain is all I can say. … Continue reading Detective Bhagwat and The Missing Bullet

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