So, the name of male lead in my stories. I have thought a lot and came
to conclusion that this name would be the best. As the name suggest the
hero looks very handsome and has a very good physical build with height
of around 5 feet 11. He is just like a regular boy. He had very few
people who disliked him. He is a regular find in modern days. Just like a
boy next door. He is very open minded and accepts his mistakes when he
committed any. He strongly believes that being truthful to people will
push people to be the same with him. He could cast a magic spell on
anyone with the words he used in his writings but could not speak a word
from his mouth. He would listen and understand everything
from the beginning but never spoke a word to any one on earth. No one
knew why a mind with such extravagant set of words, could never force
the mouth to spill some through it for the listeners sake. He was an
average student in his school never popular in girls. He has a very
silent nature about him but a very loud mind that put together all the
thoughts he had into words and inked them on paper. No one in school
ever recognized his writing capabilities as he himself developed it as a
pass time when some one told him that writing things on our mind before
going to bed in the night, will wipe them off our mind and give a
peaceful sleep. Nihar joined graduation recently. He has a lot of hope
on graduation and believes that the four years ahead would change his
life and the way he has been living it. So this is my lead. He is the
stepping stone of my story.
Friday December 13, time was some where around 3 p.m. was driving my way back to home and stopped near a traffic signal. An auto made its way through the stacked buses and heavy vehicles and stopped beside me. I noticed two ladies sitting in the auto with a kid of probably year or may be a half more, aged “wheat”ish kinda complexioned girl. A two wheeler rushed past me whistling air into my face, damn I hated it. The vehicle stopped at a distance of 9-10 feet from me. The small girl enjoyed the rush of the vehicle in the atmosphere and started patting on the lap of one of the lady, probably her grandmother. The two ladies noticed the vehicle much as all the people around did. The older one of them said noticing that a girl and a boy were sitting on the bike stuck to each other occupying only half the seat of the vehicle, “This generation of kids! God hail ‘em.They don’t know where to stop. Once they feel something they just go on doing it without the fear of society. The...
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