Life surprises you with new things everyday, let me tell you the "true story" of how a group of 29 innocent young adults were surprised, though I can't say pleasantly. You may have surely heard about people who have this devilish look in their eyes, people whose eyes give a glimpse of a dark background, people whose body bears the scars of great wrongdoings. It is quite easy to identify these people amongst the commoners but what if a guy existed who didn't possess any of the distinguishable characteristics yet could wield such astonishing power that God himself could not shield himself from his wrath.

He lives. He lives amongst us, the common men, his eyes constantly searching for new targets for destruction. Adopting a disguise he has managed to gather a place in this world where he thought no one would recognize him until a few students unwittingly put the jigsaw puzzle together.

Although he had godly knowledge, he strived to see the world through a man's eyes and for that he chose a nation which has been constantly plagued by blind faith and superstition, India. He chose to be born at a small town called Indore on March 28 (the year is unknown) . He made sure the world would remember his birthday every damn year. An earthquake measuring 7.2 on the Richter scale in Turkey killed over a 1000 people and injured another 20000. It is known to very few people that this massacre was done many years after his birth. Initially he chose to begin with a few murders just to try out his skill. The rush that he got out of these killings and the fact that he never got noticed increased his confidence and courage to try out bigger disasters. One thing he made sure was that he never killed using his own hand and always disguised them as natural disasters which was found out much later by his "friends"

He chose to stay young, growing old was not his idea of a good living. His age fluctuated between 20 and 25. He didn't have any friends or if he had, they weren't alive nay more.His photograph was taken only once before the camera became useless. If I put up his photograph you may find him both in yours as well as your parent's yearbook. This photograph was taken by his final set of classmates and they were sworn to secrecy not to reveal it as disclosing his identity would mean instant suffering, so it wont be provided here. However there is one other way to identify him. He usually plans his "work" in the summer months and the unbelievable adrenaline rush in the hot atmosphere causes terrible rashes and boils on his body, even on his face, though he is making use of the advancement in medical science in the field of dermatology to his own advantage and he is managing to camouflage his skin or atleast his face.

One fine morning in the year 2007, 29 unsuspecting folks were chosen to join a particular professional college, what they didn't know was that "the Davil" would be the 30th one. Actually it was the Davil who didn't know that these would be the people who would find out his true powers. 30 people, a small class, more interaction  and this precisely led to the great friendship among atleast 15-20 of them. The interesting thing was even the davil couldn't resist the genuine love that he received from them. When there are people, there is talking and when there is talking there are accents and this precisely led to the downfall of this small class.

The Davil unknown to himself had a funny accent which led to people teasing him. He warned them no to do it as he didn't like it. But who listens, the teasing continued, his irritation reached peak levels, he decided it was time to take action. Something wasn't right, he wasn't able to kill these people, it was somehow as if his deep inside the level of bonding was so strong that his heart was overpowering his brain. Nonetheless he decided they would be punished no matter what. His revenge was simple, to make the others fail in whatever they do and he made sure he was included in everything so that he could give it a personal touch. Little did he realize that this action of his would backfire on himself.

The failures kept coming on an on, one of them jokingly mentioned that someone of them had such a bad luck that it was affecting the entire group (not knowing he was close to the truth) One thing the Davil didn't anticipate was that the others won in some events which he didn't participate in. This strengthened the belief of the people that there is some factor which is pulling them behind. When all the statistics were compared, it clearly pointed out to him. Never in his wildest nightmares did he imagine that his true identity would be discovered by a few brats. He decided to laugh along and play out his role, not giving any indications about his true form but the others had already sensed that he was hiding something, that maybe he was some sort of a devil. The thing that proved this fact was his name, it was an anagram and his unusual dialogue

"HUME SAB PATA HAIN"

Look at the title, you may just reveal his true identity.

The others hadn't found a way to suppress is power and so had to beg to him to stay alive, he agreed on one condition, the guys would never get a girlfriend. This jinx was only broken by one person (he was later found out to be God, that is a whole different story) and one more person (because the Davil thought this guy was gay and was exempted). Efforts are still being made to destroy the Davil and to end his jinx but they are all in vain. The prayers continue but so does
HIS WRATH !!!!!

 
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Some of us may be arrogant about our knowledge about  the world and the stuff that happens in it, but how many of us have tried to impart that knowledge to others, especially children. Teachers, yes, its their profession but mostly its restricted to knowledge from text-books ( except for some proactive teachers who take time to impart useful knowledge, my salute to them). The important fact here is that even the content in text books in censored so that the kid doesn't get exposed to "inappropriate" content. What I am saying is a major part of knowledge gaining process for kids comes from parents, television and peers.Information provided in television and by peers may or may not be understood by the child and their ultimate source of explanation is "parents".

The recent spurt in the number of rape cases caught the attention of the whole country, even kids for that matter. Well of course they wouldn't understand what is rape, I am talking about the age where we are not aware of masturbation. Coz lets face it, if you know masturbation, you will know rape. An innocent child decided to clear his doubts.
Child: "mummy what is the meaning of rape?"
Mom: "(Gulp) What the hell? where did u learn this word?"
Child: "Arre, I saw in the news that a girl got raped, even an uncle was talking in the lift"
Mom: "(Sweating) ok ok, ahem.....rape...uh...yes...when a person gets beaten and troubled a lot, so much that they have to go to hospital to get treated....(thinking)...umm..yes that's it"
Child: "ok mummy"
Mom: " (thinking to herself) the most difficult task ever

3 days later, the dad and son are watching the news, a man is shown wailing like crazy. Mom suddenly enters the room and looking at the wailing man asks why the man is crying. What happens next shocks her......
Child: "Mummy I think the man was raped"

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So I believe the teachers need to get such words in their vocabulary, so that they may educate the youngsters before they blurt out the wrong thing at the wrong time or the parents should just keep quiet. Kids are smart, give them 2 more years, they just might explain it better back to you. Look at you, you learnt it right, on your own or through internet which actually led you to your first adult website.

 
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I have read and heard about the love between a mother and her child, I have had my fair share of this love from my mother too, but it happens that you always need a different man's perspective to understand the reality of the situation. An overnight train journey and a family on the neighbouring seat gave me the perspective I needed.
A young guy bout 25 years old, with his mother, who looked terribly ill despite her being not that old, along with them was his grandmother who was fragile considering her age but was active.
The mother was having trouble even getting up from the seat and was continuously coughing and had a lot of trouble sleeping in the night. The son was the epitome of strength of the family, he juggled 6 travel bags while helping the 2 women climb into the train and getting them all settled and comfortable. They had some problem with their reservations and had only 2 tickets, the two ladies slept in those seats while the guy sat beside his mom the whole night, helping her to the bathroom almost 6-7 times during the night. Giving her water when she would get tired of the coughing. The grandmom too was no less proactive, she would constantly get up and check on her daughter, adjusting her blankets so that she would b comfortable.

The moment where reality hit me was the next day morning when the mom started coughing real bad. No amount of medicines and water was able to stop the coughing. I could literaly feel the mom's agony in each cough. The pain hit peak level and she was on the verge of vomiting. Now the thing is it would take a while to take her from the seat to the bathroom for her to vomit, but she couldn't stand it that long and was about to blow right then and there. It is exactly at this moment that I realized what a mother goes through while nursing a sick child, the mom vomited, the son reacted instinctively and held her entire vomit on his own hand without letting it down on the floor and making a mess of it. He won a hell lot of respect from me that day.

I didn't know what to feel for the family, I mean I could feel bad for the mom because of her condition. On the other hand I could feel relieved that she had a mom and a son who would do anything possible to keep her happy n comfortable. The son made me realize how less I do for my parents and how much they do for me. As I said, I feel bad I needed someone else's experience to realize it.



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