Through the eyes of Sunil

Previously on "That Night" - here ... It shakes your roots when something you always believed, becomes questionable. You don't understand what is right and what isn't. You start doubting everything around. You then have two options -  try and find the answers so that you can re-establish your belief / make amends to what you believed. Or forget everything and move on.  After a bad day in office and a horrific incident riding back home, all I needed was a good night or let's say early morning sleep. It was 10 AM when I opened my eyes after a brief nap. Although too tired to even get out of the bed, I had to be in office soon so I dragged myself, still half asleep, shaken from that moment-of-madness, I got ready for work. I didn't speak a word about what happened last night to my wife even though she sensed something was bugging me real bad. Thinking it may just be the workload, she didn't question further and I was out on bikes within an hour.  I could have

Contd from Part_1 Image courtesy: https://media.giphy.com/ I don't believe in Ghost. Maybe I did, when I was a kid. Even the lamest horror shows (Zee-horror-show) used to give me nightmares. Over the period of time, I became skeptical about the whole after-death theories. Perhaps, the credit has to go to numerous horror shows, horror movies that I saw. Somehow I developed a taste to this genre of media and ultimately I became fearless to the whole idea of creepy ghosts, devils, dark stories etc. But everything was about to change.  ...Sometimes life gives you situations where you don't really understand what is real and what isn't. On top of that, it's very likely that you don't get enough time to even think through what is going on. Same was the case with me that night. The skeptical part of the brain was bamboozled, totally in for a shock and it stopped working when I saw that 'figure'. You don't expect anyone standing in the middle of the road, at nig

"Thursday... another day and then as they say TGIF... followed by the best part - the weekends", I thought to myself, as I entered the office premises. But little I knew that it was going to be a long working day and a horrific experience of my life.  As soon as I opened my mailbox there were loads of issues reported and we had to deliver them all before Friday EOD. Thus began one of the longest working days I could ever think of. The day progressed testing several builds, retesting defects that went back and forth, lengthy calls with managers & clients and with many.. many cups of coffee. It felt as if the day wasn't going to end and I was stuck to my laptop all the time. The only time I got up was to refill my water bottle and to empty the fluid-one within. Even the lunch, snacks, dinner were ordered to our desks!! And finally, it was 2.30AM - friday early morning actually, when we decided to take a break. We had worked for 17 hrs straight and it wasn't over yet

"You are the laziest bugger in this world.. thought you were dead!",- my blog told me the other day when I opened it after such a long time... No posts since September 2013! Whoa man! Time does fly!  So why am I writing today and what am I going to write? I have no idea whatsoever! Like my other Random thoughts this is going to be an interesting (read pointless!) post. Let me try to jot down things that have happened over one year - since I last wrote my post (Not that you people are eager to know, or were waiting for my post! I am gonna write it either way just to update my blog!) * Still working in the same company, completed 4 years in fact! Got into a new project after spending almost 3 years in the same account! Partly the credit (of not writing any posts) should also go to my new project! Oh wait, its not that bad after all, I got promoted to the next level!!... So, am I happy with the new role, work that I am doing? Lets just put it this way - I did get 'relatively

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone is purely a coincidence.  Night travel wasn't new for me since I moved to Bangalore. And post marriage I was always accompanied by my wife (or shall I say, she was accompanied by me). However, my last travel was unusual not because I was travelling without her - but the next seat was occupied by a seemingly charming and extravagantly beautiful girl. Well, most guys (read all guys) when they travel alone and their next seat is empty, always (I repeat ‘always’) wish for someone of this personality to grace the void! Now that I was married to a wonderful person (Ah! This statement will surely save my ***) , I decided to behave like a gentleman. (Not that I haven’t before marriage and not that I was having any other intentions). Two of my buddies, both bachelors, were travelling in the same bus, needless to say sitting next to each other. I turned back to check their expression and then their eyes, face spoke to me in a