Epic Journey called Bloggers meet #JodeyDilonKo


Life is anyway awesome, blogging makes it super-awesome and IndiBlogger meets make it epic. The bloggers meet at Delhi on Saturday went amazing. We were at the meet to talk about a new channel that is going to launch today at 8 PM. The channel brings the actors and shows from Pakistan to India.  Till now, Pakistan was able to see almost all the Indian shows in their land but India never really could see their shows here in India. This channel is a joint effort of both the countries creative minds and many shows based in Pakistan will now be shown in India. The AV’s that we saw at the meet which is also available on Youtube looks promising.

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The lady who saved Delhi men :)

The lady who saved Delhi men 🙂

The team from Zindagi channel talked well in stretch about the channel and the show. The main lead also answered all the questions that bloggers from Delhi and Mumbai had. Yes, yes, he was trying his best to avoid giving any sentimental or political statement. It’s OK, he is an actor – he is not meant to speak anything controversial.

Every exited man ! Yeah, that guy in black Tee

Every exited man ! Yeah, that guy in black Tee

And now that is what we call passion

And now that is what we call passion

The BIG and EPIC blogger family

The BIG and EPIC blogger family

Undoubtedly the best part of this meet was # IndiMayhem – an open forum over a video link between Mumbai and Delhi. The fight was whose better; Mumbai or Delhi? Well, no matter what Mumbai bloggers claim, it was Delhi who won the title; hands down.

Among many things that Mumbai tried to win over, they happen to lose in almost all the points.   Transport… Delhi took the lead Food… Delhi took the lead Weather… Delhi took the lead Men… Delhi took the lead   Here are the few “Let’s defend Delhi” lines that helped us win over Mumbai:

Delhi gave SRK and Akshay Kumar to Mumbai

Delhi men are hot, rich and classy If Mumbai has pani puri, then Delhi has Vodka Gol Gappas

We have Kulce-Cholle wala just Outside Taj.. Do you?

Anoop, look at your face and see how you are sweating. I mean even the five starts does not have good weather control. Imagine what happens to the city.

Why do you have to romanticize everything? I mean they were floods, why bring the marriage into it. Our metro is always before schedule and yours was late at the very first day of inauguration.

In the end the meet was not just about a new channel but bringing the creative geniuses of both the countries together. I am sure the shows would be absolutely brilliant and would surely be loved by everyone here in India.  I am surely looking forward to watch some of the episodes over this weekend.

Yes, they are already on record mode on my TV. 🙂 Meet was also exceptionally well in terms of letting Mumbai and Delhi talk it out. I think it was necessary because sometime you just need a platform to speak up what you think and what you believe in.  Once in a blue moon it is absolutely decent to ‘fight it out’ and especially when this is only out of pure fun and with no offense to anybody’s personal opinion or out of any hatred towards any city- Mumbai in this case.

Over the lunch and tea at the meet all the bloggers and authors talked about things interested them with their fellow bloggers. I am among them who were talking how these IndiMeets can be made awesome and how good the idea of video link between Mumbai and Delhi was. We also talked about what kind of trouble self-published authors face. Well, I’ll keep this for another post.

I must not miss the opportunity to say a word of thanks to Technology team in both the cities. It was these guys because of which the web link worked like a charm. Yes, there were hiccups but they moved forward well.

One thing I am disappointed about is the photos, arrrrrr, I hate to say this but Delhi meet hardly got any pictures, whereas Mumbai got a good number on their end. Swati, we need you back in Delhi. ASAP. First flight. Please. 🙂

P.S. Mumbai folks, trust me we had/have nothing wrong against you. You guys are just as awesome as anybody else can be but you know when it comes to defending your city everybody gets a bit loud and over the top. Trust us; we are no racists’ people. We Love you and I am sure you love us too. If there is any *little* thing I said wrong then I am sorry. Trust me, you are an amazing Blogger brother and sister (read women) and I have nothing against you personally.

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…That ‘English’ Dream


My love for the language English is known to all and that is the reason why I always wanted to pursue my masters from the United Kingdom. Yes, from a country where the language started, from the land where Geoffrey Chaucer wrote Wife of Bath Prologue and Tales and at a place probably near Canterbury – place where Canterbury tales is based and yes somewhere near a place where Shakespeare lived Stratford-upon-Avon.

 My desire to study in Great Britain is not just to study in a different land, among people of different nationality but to study in a country where I can feel a sense of knowingness and YES a sense of attachment. A place where I could belong to already, without ever been there physically and that is the reason I choose to study in the United Kingdom. 

   What makes me inclined towards the UK is my graduation in English literature. My graduation certainly brought me much closer to the UK not as a country or  not just as a place to visit in summers but as the land of English language, as the land of many great authors and writers, as the land of ‘something’ new to learn every day and yes of course as the land of much joy and great food. On top of everything it is that sense of nostalgia that I am sure I will feel if I am in the UK probably in some countryside and feeling the same as what Virginia Woolf might have felt standing there like she did in Mrs. Dalloway and sometimes when I would visit the places in Canterbury and parts of the UK.

  My choice of study without a doubt would be MA International Journalism from University of Bedfordshire, Luton campus. Yes, I have many other options too but I still think that studying at a center which is little far from bigger cities like London or Cardiff would be a great idea. I am sure this would be the state which would give me a wider opportunity to live in the United Kingdom and be accessible to everything else easily and without much travel.

So now the question I asked myself when I decided to choose MA International Journalism was why this course and why not something more conventional like an MBA?  

The answer to this question is in the question itself. Why be so mainstream? Why study something which is already termed as conventional. Yes I know, to many people even International Journalism would sound conventional but for me it is most balanced subject of study when it comes to deciding your liking, your interest  and making a sound career choice.

  MAIJ will for sure give me my “need” of education but helps me more to fulfill the “greed” of knowledge I seem to have in me. With MAIJ I am eyeing a great career which is filled with challenge and yes a source of coming across something astonishing every now and then.  

MAIJ will for sure give me a prospective of how a journalist work but on top of it will teach me who actually is a cosmopolitan journalist. Somebody who knows well how to work in a world which probably is divided by borders but is at the end a part of cosmopolitan universe.  We all as individuals know that how anything that matters to one country or citizens of one country can be something of great interest to people living in another corner of world and this I believe is where an international journalist who also happen to be a blogger comes into the picture.  Learning the techniques and insights of an international journalist is what I believe this course will help me gain.

Why Bedfordshire?  
Universities in the UK are in good number, some are decent, some are pricey, some are exceptional and some are just another Uni. like places but deciding among all is surely a tough task for me. Out of all the great choices, the two major Universities I could think of were Bedfordshire and University of London. Henceforth after much thought I would go ahead to finalize Bedfordshire. This obviously is based on the fact that I want to study little away from London and at the same time I want to study at the University Campus itself which makes Bedfordshire my ultimate choice to study in the UK. On the other hand I am keen to see how Bedfordshire can help me elevate my social skills, as I would be interacting with people from different cultures and groups which would also help me be a team player.

Infrastructure also happens to be another most important reason for me to choose both Bedfordshire and the UK. The technological advancement in the UK is little better than any other country especially when it comes to the university of my choice. I am personally very excited to see how working with HD cameras, integrated newsroom and vision mixing equipment can feel like.

 Why United Kingdom unlike another country?  

  Apart from what I mentioned earlier, one of the most important thing that makes me choose The UK as my academic destination and not any other country is, the benefit of living in 28 member states all at the same time and not just Luton as a campus. Studying in the UK gives me an opportunity to roam freely across the member states. This gives me advantage of actually meeting people from different lands without much hassle of visas and other formalities.  This also gives an ample amount of adventure to explore different states, people and most importantly get to know how a common journalist works in these states. This obviously would help broaden my learning curve.  

  Another reason which is most important for me to study in the UK is, the sense of independence I will be able to enjoy and live with, along with still staying connected to my cultural and traditional roots. That is one rare combination which I cannot attain by choosing any other country apart from the UK. It will be a kind of a unique Kaleidoscope of Medieval India. A phase I will cherish all my life.  

So Bedfordshire University in the UK, is my way of conquering widespread horizons of International journalism and an amazing way of expressing Sky is the limit, and yet keeping all strings attached with my roots.

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…and I Visited a Dentist


Finally, I’ve decided to write about the only thing I am most scared to talk about – dental issues. Yes, I am 23 year old child who is so scared of hearing dental issues that if I hear people around me talking about their dental problems I would either walk away or ask them to stop. The sole reason is because it makes me think of many dental problems I have and the utmost need I have to visit an orthodontist. Going to an orthodontist is BIG no-no for me. I cannot go to see them. These blood sucking people daunt me in my dreams. Mere thinking of them gives me cold feet.

In my childhood, I was among those kids who used to hate brushing their teeth for a simple reason because the toothpaste used to taste weird. I was beaten up, scolded, threatened and even a spoon of red-chilly powder was put into my mouth by my parents. This was the intensity of cruelty I had to face. Almost a decade down the line I realize how much my parents cared for me and why they were so strict with me when it came to brushing my teeth. Today, I write this piece after visiting a dentist for more than 20 times, with 3 major extractions done, 4 cavity removal sessions and ‘recently realized problem’ of gum bleeding.

What all I have been through in terms of my dental problem is itself a moral for me and younger children I have in my family. I often tell my younger cousin who is 7 yrs old that what happens when you do not brush your teeth properly and regularly. For some reasons he chooses to listen to me because he has seen me crying madly over pain in my teeth many times.

Another reason why I am now more worried about my dental problem is because I now see my mother in terrible pain because of dental problems she ignored when she was of my age. She has lost most of her teeth; those lefts are in bad condition. Seeing me into her situation 20 yrs down the line is what makes me shit the bed.

All the dental issues I had ever since my childhood is taking toll on me even today. Just an example I cannot have a bubble gum or éclairs in fact. Why? Because they are sticky and may harm the filling I had to get rid of those cavities.

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Troubleshooting Live- My ‘possible’ business venture.



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There are just two things I am good with, blogging and technology. And if I ever had to turn into an entrepreneur then these are the two areas where I would like to excel in. So my plan of business would be simple :- a ‘real-time’ technology blog. A venture where everyone in my team would blog, but, not what they want, something everyone else wants them to blog about.

The idea is that we start an online business named ‘TROUBLESHOOT LIVE’. We would base our complete business online instead of setting up an office or other infrastructure All that my team of five geeks would need is a laptop, a Windows 8 phone , a license to Office 365 and offcource an internet connection. The first step that we take to make a successful venture is setup a website, so rather then hiring a third-party to design a website for us, we choose to do it ourselves using the website builder feature that comes bundled in Office 365. After that website part is done we go ahead and setup a blog on sharepoint or (and) WP.com

And hurray ! We are all set to ‘TROUBLESHOOT LIVE’. Going forward we can start marketing our business, make amazing presentations using Power point, show them to our prospective clients and gain business. Customers who face issues with their computers can fill out a simple form on our website, make the bare minimum payment and they are all set. The form would reach us in less than 15 seconds and the notification about same goes to all our team members via Email on their Outlook and as a ping on their Lync Messengers. After this, one of our team member would communicate to all via Lync and Outlook that he or she would be managing the case.

The geek who manages that case would then go ahead and draft a blog within prescribed duration which then would be shared on our ‘internal sharepoint blog’ where the proof reading part would be done by our other geeks who are also moderators. And then the post goes live on our blog; simultaneously a notification is also sent to all our geeks that the task is complete and they can go ahead and enjoy their sipper of beer. At the same time, an email would be sent out to our customer that the solution has been provided.

The good part here is that the blog post would only be visible to our ‘paid clients’. They can simply login to our blog using their registered Email ids and get the best solution. For those who are not paid clients, they can also access our blog but the posts would be limited to common issues people may face on their computers. Also, because one geek cannot be an expert in one issue we can always collaborate and draft a post which can help our customer. So here is the thing, a possible issue is that a customer is having a black screen as soon as he starts his computer and sees Windows logo. Geek one who is working on this case is not much aware of possible solution. So he can always send an invitation to all other geeks to ‘view and edit’ his word document. The sharing feature is inbuilt in Word 365. The other geeks can contribute their piece of knowledge and draft a solution ASAP. And then the process is repeated. The solution would go on our ‘internal sharepoint blog’ , proofreading would be done and hurray it then goes live on our blog and is visible to our customer.

The way we can make our ‘internal sharepoint blog’ more productive is also very easy and simple. Each day we would post about a recent bug or issue that would be affecting computers across the world. We would have a full length article talking about possible reasons for the issue, solution or a work around. Our team can read this blog and keep themselves updated which in turn brings down our time of solving a possible issue been faced by our customers.

Another way we can help our customers is by taking control of customer’s computer. This can be done via using Lync. Lync has an inbuilt feature of ‘sharing desktop’ apart from other media files. So whenever a customer demands that this needs to be fixed immediately and he/she would not be able to follow the blog post, then the whole geek team comes into picture. We can on one end start a video call with each other and on same time look at the shared desktop of customer; both the things using Lync.

One more way we can make our business a bigger success is ‘Online training’. A lot of people in west do look forward to computer training and HD video conferencing with upto 250 people at one time can make our business more amazing. The ability to send upto 25 MB email to just anyone and store upto 25GB of data for each individual makes things much easier and affordable from a business prospective. Imagine a situation where I can simply upload a 100 MB batch file to fix a prominent Windows update issue to my SkyDrive and later access it just anywhere and giving liberty to my other teams members to do same.

And for those of who have been wondering that where the team of five geeks sit down to write, here is the answer: May be Metro or a coffee shop, or a corner tea stall, or their home terrace or may be my home terrace or their girl (boy) friend home terrace or car, or Activa, or Railway station or airport or temple. And terms of emergency even when they were about to kiss their beloved and suddenly there was a ping on their Lync Messenger:

Customer Name: Anoop

Place: Mumbai

Issue: Unable to print Severity: High

Response time: 20 Minutes.

They still have to write. No matter what. 🙂

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The Magical Charm of an Arranged Marriage


Things would have been different If I was single, I would have loved to settle down in an arranged marriage. But, because I am already into a super-awesome relationship for almost seven-years now, I really cannot think of experiencing the magical charm of getting married to a stranger. Though, I still have my own set of beliefs and views to share about the idea of arranged marriage.

Mere thinking of settling down in an arranged marriage gives me goose-bumps. I think it is the most divine form of a relationship. The beauty of an arranged marriage starts from the day you and your families decide that yes he/she can be your only soul-mate. From that day onward, things between would-be husband-wife are like those teenage love stories, where everything is beautiful, the girl finds her would be husband the most handsome man in this world and the man sees her would-be wife as the sweetest and the most adorable lady he could have ever met.

First they would meet at a coffee-shop, they would talk nothing. Not even take a single sip of the coffee they ordered for. The boy would keep looking at everything around him and would constantly skip a moment to look at his would-be wife. The lady on the other hand would be sitting in all expectations that the man of her life would start the conversation.

Things move on, and the couple starts growing with each other. Every moment that passes seems like a never ending journey they are on to. Soon the day comes when they are on their marriage-stage. They both look beautiful. They both steal a moment to look at each other, in that single moment of looking at each other, all they convey to each other is “hey..you look beautiful”.

The would-be husband wanted to say “Baby, you look beautiful” but he does not do that. He thinks that it is way too fast. He is not sure if his would-be wife would be comfortable on hearing the affectionate word ‘baby’ or not. The beautiful lady thinks all what her would-be husband thinks about her. They both are talking to each other with their eyes. The boy is somewhat getting intoxicated looking at her would-be beautiful wife.[one] All he thinks to do is to describe her beauty, better than how Geoffrey Chaucer did to Alison in Wife of Bath Prologue and Tale. Sitting there, he is reading these lines to himself, thinking that he is doing it to his would-be wife.

“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she.”
(2. 2. 4-8) ~ Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare

While they both sit on the dinner table, all they think is of how they would make each other eat. It is a new experience for both of them. They are not sure who is supposed to start first. In midst of everything around, boy keeps his hand over his would-be wife’s hand. She is stranded for a second. She does not realize what just happened. She blushes and takes away her hand. Everyone around is smiling, and the beautiful lady of the day is feeling shy. She does not know what her would be husband likes to eat. She gives a childlike look to her would-be husband, and in a moment, he understands what she is trying to say; things are now becoming clear between them. All he says is ‘whatever you like’. Somewhere deep down in there mind, they both think about how an arranged marriage takes place. They are happy….

As the time is coming close for them to be husband-wife instead of would-be husband wife their excitement, and anxiety is also increasing. Looking at how nervous his would-be wife is like the husband now offers a supporting hand to his wife. She feels reveled. The ‘magic-touch’ seems to work now. For a moment, they look into each others’ eyes and smile; smile for the first time in last five hrs. Seeing that nobody is around, girl asks her would-be husband ‘ how do I look ?’ The would-be husband simply wants to kiss her hand and tell how beautiful she is , but is unable to do that. All he said says is ‘Angel’. The girl thinks why her would-be husband is not saying something else or more. She then realizes that maybe this is the real beauty of an arranged marriage. You never say anything to each other- you only feel.

Finally the moment comes when they are husband-and-wife. All the rituals are now over. They are now sitting and waiting to enter a new world. The girl is now crying. She has already started missing her family. This time instead of holding her mom’s hand, she looks for her husbands’ warm-and-cozy hand.[two] She takes hold of it; tightly. The husband is now a supporting hand to his wife. The lady of the evening now relies on her husband and not her first-family. Somebody from the boy’s family makes a witty comment on something. The couple shares a good-laugh – for the first time together. They come close to each other. This time they are less uncomfortable. After all they are husband-and wife; that too through the most sacred ritual of our world- arranged marriage.

Then comes the most precious time of their lives. The girl waits for her husband on ‘their’ bed. She is nervous. She is almost sweating. She sits there like a statue; waiting to be crafted by the only craftsman of her life. In her mind she thinks about all the fantasies she has ever had about her marriage’s first night. As her husband moves closer to her, she starts feeling more shy. She never allowed any man to come that close to her in her life. She only lets her husband be that close. She thinks that first-night in an arranged marriage is more beautiful than a love marriage. She thinks she is going to give herself to her husband; whom she knows very little of. May be that is the magic of an arranged marriage- she says to herself.

The husband is now sitting next to his wife. He is not sure of what to say and what to do. He is equally shy-and-nervous of things going with him. He has had so much to say and do, but none turns out. He thinks – how to go forward? He was not aware that things could be so difficult. For a second he thinks he should have had a love-marriage, so that he would have known his wife better- already. The very next second he looks at his wife and the thought of love-marriage skips his mind. He takes hold of her hand. He kisses her hand. For the first time a man was touching her, the girl thinks. With that kiss the husband says “You look beautiful, my angel.” She blushes and hugs her husband. [three] They sit there and talk, talk about everything they have had in their mind. The girl while playing with her words tell her husband that she was not yet ready for taking this first-night further. Husband is amazed to hear that. He was not expecting this. For some minutes they only look into each others’ eyes, while they play with each others hands. Husband smiles and says “even I am not yet ready”.

It is a moment of relief for the girl. They both smile at their own childish-yet-mature- than ever relationship. Suddenly they both ask each other something that makes them both feel dumb-stuck: “is this how an arrange marriage works?” They laugh and hug each other. And while they are talking to each other, girl falls asleep. The girl is in her husband’s arms and has her head resting on his shoulder. All what the boy does is look at her in amaze

Their arranged marriage evolves day-by-day. On the second-day of their marriage, they say to each other the three magical words “I love you”. It is then they make love with each other. To them nothing seems more divine than what they are into, at that moment. The next morning, while they have their early morning love-bird talks, all they say to each other is that “I could not have loved you more if it were a love marriage.”

Image One Photo credit Jitender Kashmira

“The boy is somewhat going intoxicated looking at her would-be beautiful wife.”

Image Two Photo credit Aditya Singh

“This time instead of holding her mom’s hand, she looks for her husbands’ warm-and-cozy hand.”

“She blushes and hugs her husband.”

I know you must be wondering that why didn’t I posted pictures with the text. So to answer that, I want to tell you folks that I orignally wanted my readers to imagine those pictures. Yes, imagine as they read the text. I am sure you were able to feel exactly the way I expected.

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About Aditya Bhasin

Aditya Bhasin hails from India, Delhi-an avid reader, who enjoys his cup of tea over it, a racist in purest form as he hates chocolate and coffee. He does not like traveling much, but, if he gets an opportunity to travel he chooses to do that by a train instead of a car or a plane. He is an introvert person who is trying to be an extrovert by all possible means.

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A Zoo Story


Should I really tell you,

The story when I was in a zoo?

I was with my family at that time,

But I didn’t know that happiness would last only for sometime.

As I entered the zoo,

And looked at the view,

I heard someone saying to me,

What a different creature are you.

I gave a dirty look to that man,

tried hard to ignore him,

I moved forward and looked at the van,

The lights there were dim.

I saw some people sitting there inside,

were staring at me and gossiping behind.

Without paying attention, I acted like blind.

The view was beautiful,

many different animals I find.

While I just covered about twenty steps,

I saw a well with a huge depth.

In that water I could see my face,

It was shocking, out of the space.

My head was partitioned into two.

Half side was hairy while other was bald,

I could hear the voices of animals screaming ‘boo boo’.

A new hair problem it seems to be.

I was on my knee,

And called my God with a plea,

Why this problem came to me?

A monkey came near me,

And said, I know for you it is a shove,

Why don’t you wash your hair once with Dove?

I asked if it was a solution to my problem?

He replied just try once, it is awesome.

I applied it and could see,

my hair were coming back to me.

I woke up from a dream which was scary and darksome,

And that was the end of hair problem.

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About Aditya Bhasin

Aditya Bhasin hails from India,Delhi-an avid reader, who enjoys his cup of tea over it, a racist in purest form as he hates chocolate and coffee. He does not like traveling much, but, if he gets an opportunity to travel he chooses to do that by a train instead of a car or a plane. He is an introvert person who is trying to be an extrovert by all possible means.

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These People Came From Mars


Danish was loved by all his friends for his comic-timing. He studied at a college in Delhi and was a very care-free person. For him it was not a big issue if he had hair-fall problem or dandruff problem. He always said that I have better things to think about; but, not for long. Things soon changed. The friends who loved him so much started to ignore him and sometime even having a meal with him. They gradually started hating him, for reasons not known to him.

 

Among his friends their were two science post-graduates. They all were doing research on existence of life at Mars and other planets. They attempted to speak to people at Mars through a device they developed, but, failed once and were working on it again.

 

Danish was always found scratching his head. It looked obnoxious. He would never stop doing that. No matter where he was he would keep on scratching his head to remove those dandruff patches he had in his hair.

 

On the eve of New Year while he was on his way to a nightclub, he encountered the strangest experience of his life. Few people who had big eyes, green-colored body, and big nails also were wearing shabby clothes walked to him and hand-cuffed his hands and asked him to follow them. Scared like hell- Danish did what they asked and reached an empty stadium where he could only see a big-machine with lot of lights glowing and a little bit awkward smell.

 

He was taken into that big-machine which started having turbulence at a very high speed. It was then he found himself surrounded by almost 100 weirdly looking people staring at him.  It was beyond his understanding who they were and why he was brought in that big-machine. The only good thing about this whole incident was that these people could speak and understand English.

 

Even before he could say anything, one of the weirdly looking people started chopping his hair and the other guy started washing his hands with a sanitizer. Danish was frightened of things happening to him and of people around him.

 

One of those creatures told Danish that it was his friend who called them to take you away. And they were from planet Mars. They told him that how his friends feel disgusting about him and his habit of constantly scratching his head to remove those dandruff patches. He was told that how his friends now hate to hangout with him and also feel puckish even to have a meal with him as his hands are always filled with dandruff.

 

Shattered by his friend’s behavior and feeling about him, Danish was already on his knees and crying like anything. He was feeling humiliated. But, on the other hand he was also worried about what will happen next. What these creatures will do to him.

 

He asked one of them if they are going to take him away to Mars with him. He replied that your friend has asked us to do same, but, because your hail problem is very common and was also spread all through Mars once, they are going to spare him for that; and would rather help him with the problem.

 

They offered him a shampoo named ‘K-Zone’. They said use this for next five-days and see the difference. They only kept one condition. It was that Danish could not leave that machine before five-days. They said that they don’t want him to leave the machine with any dandruff left in his hair.

 

Danish had no option else than accepting this condition. It was helping him three-way:

 

1)      He would get over with his dandruff problem;

2)     He would get his friends back;

3)     And lastly he will not be taken to Mars.

 

Danish did what these creatures asked him to do. He used that shampoo as suggested and after five-days the ‘D’ days was there. All those creatures from Marks gathered around Danish and starting scanning his hair through a device they called ‘White Scanner’. They said that this device will scan all through his hair and will buzz if any dandruff patched were found.

 

After scanning for almost 10 minutes and without a single buzz- Danish was feeling relieved. He felt happy that finally his dandruff was over and he could go back to his friends and family. The creatures bid him farewell and said good luck.

 

Danish was now a happy man. He was among his friends now and sharing his story. He concluded saying ‘and that was the end of my hair problem.’

 

 

 

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About Aditya Bhasin

Aditya Bhasin hails from India,Delhi-an avid reader, who enjoys his cup of tea over it, a racist in purest form as he hates chocolate and coffee. He does not like traveling much, but, if he gets an opportunity to travel he chooses to do that by a train instead of a car or a plane. He is an introvert person who is trying to be an extrovert by all possible means.

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