His hands shivered, cold yet sweaty, he pressed the trigger of the gun at the person lying in front of him. The blood that spread on the floor was a shade darker than his bloodshot eyes. The guy lost his breathing senses and soon his body turned cold and pale.
One hour ago…
“Please doctor help me, I need to be fine, and I need to complete my duties for my nation.” His shirt was turned red, bleeding profusely he had reached to the hospital. “You have to remove this bullet, it will spread poison in my body. Do something I cannot die without completing my job.”
The doctor called for the ward boy and prepared to take the patient immediately to the operation theatre. But as soon as the doctor entered the operation theatre ready to perform a surgery, he saw something that made him go weak on his knees. Big rifle, granite bombs and bullet chains were spread out. The guy had changed his cloth and now was wearing a crisp black jacket, no blood no injury totally fit and healthy. The timid ward boy seemed to be semi-conscious by glaring at the gun placed on his head, his fragile body ready to give up. The Doctor stood glued on his place not knowing what was happening.
“Aye you smart ass, stop staring and move, better do as I say or I will turn your hospital into a graveyard,” the terrorist thundered. Before the doctor could react, he felt a tap on his back. Turning around he saw two other men with same kind of clothes, crisp black jackets. The devilish looks on their face were clearly showing their murderous intentions. They pushed him inside and went to meet the one who had arrived earlier. Fear crept in that doctor who was living this nightmare, unaware of what the next moment would be…will he be breathing or not. The terrorists murmured something among themselves, and the two of them taking a rifle each went out of the room.
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For the next few minutes, there was a creepy silence in the room but the doctor could hear screams and gunshots outside, just praying that no one would be killed he sat on the floor checking out on the ward boy who still looked dazed. The one who was the guarding them inside the room looked like a boy not more than twenty years of age. His innocent face was much of a contrast to the weapon he was holding. Realization slowing dawned to him that may today would be the last day of his existence may be the breath was his last one. The countdown had begun and he looked twirled in his thoughts, remembering his family, his lovely wife his seven year old daughter who must be waiting for her papa. Another loud noise broke the doctor’s string, this familiar siren brought a sense of relief on his face, and the Police force had succeeded to secure the perimeter. The boy started muttering and sweating all over, fear was now visible on his face. Without the other two of his men he felt as helpless as a lost child in the crowd. Shaking himself to the present, the doctor tried to get up and get hold of his own self. Again those firings started, screams broke in his ears, but this time there was a hope that no innocent soul would be dying as the saviours were here.
The terrorist started pacing around and looking for a place to run out but only if he knew there was no running away now, either death or surrender. Looking at the grim smile on doctor’s face his face turned red in anger, trying to put him down and to tell him that he still had power over him he aimed on the ward boy. The poor body fell on the floor, lifeless, draped in blood. An innocent person had lost his life but there was nothing to undo now, being a doctor, this clichéd him.
Pushing aside the body, the terrorist merged towards the doctor to pin him down as well. He knew he had to be a saviour for his own life today. Showing some presence of mind and gathering all the courage he had, the doctor pulled down the lamp hanging over the bed and threw it in the direction of terrorist. By this sudden attack he lost control over his body and fell down, the gun rolled out from his hand towards the doctor’s direction. The one who had taken Doctor’s Oath to save every human being while holding his degree, gave away, for the Nation’s Pledge he had taken every day in the school.



The chaos going inside our minds could knock the walls of every challenge in this world yet we are bound by our own fears, insecurities and the relationships that make us who we are. We are empathisers, helpers and supporters. We care for humans and animals alike yet we are the ones termed as boring or cold or just indifferent. But we care much more than you realise and much more we let on. We just choose to not be verbal about our feelings lest our protective walls come down.
Yes we would rather curl up on the bed and read a book than go to a party, but on the rare occasions we do, we become the life of the party. No we are never the centre of attention and we don’t want it to be that way. Attention makes us uneasy.

The campus if filled with greenery and it is literally a few degrees cooler inside. If you are not a fan of plants, the animals here might amuse you. You might know that we have deer, black bucks and monkeys roaming around. But we also have shy wild boars and foxes (or wolves, not sure) that rarely come out of the thick forest. We have swamps and inaccessible areas inside the campus that might give you a cheap adventure if you are brave enough. The students have the sense of responsibility and avoid littering within the campus. Almost all undergrads use bicycles for travel. 
Our campus has many spots for a group of friends to hangout. We have a lawn in front of the two floored Himalaya (No, it is not covered with snow, Himalaya is the name of our mess.). Every hostel has a TV room and a garden. When it comes to playgrounds, we have the whole lot – basketball, football, volleyball, hockey, tennis, squash, badminton (even ball badminton): you name it, we have it. We also have a skating ground and a well maintained swimming pool. The newly built stadium is an apt place for morning walks or jogs. Apart from this, we also have a playground in almost all hostels. Many hostels have a volleyball court, cricket nets and a badminton court too. Hostels have either a Table tennis table or a foosball table. 
The real happiness lies within your own self. Our dreams, aspirations all this, is basically a journey of SELF DISCOVERY. You become what you believe. If you keep thinking and talking you will reach nowhere but as soon as you become your best friend and start doing, it will be a helluva start , then you will able to realise what makes you shine and happy. Rise above all to eternal glory, its ok not to be perfect, perfection is not attainable you have to create it. If you cannot control the direction of winds adjust your sail to reach your destination. If you are not getting any way out make your own ways , fly high , rise in love with one and only YOURSELF. It only seems impossible until its not done. No matter what good, better ,best just never let it rest keep working hard and one day all your problems will give up and that is when you will find the life of your dreams and then you will realise the worth of all this struggle which will turn you into a precious being. If you have endure more pain , you will turn into a strong ang real person and your success will be more meaningful.
In the dew of little things let your life, your heart, your happiness, your dreams find their mornings and feel refreshed….These small things one day will make a huge difference….Stay happiest and feel highly proud about yourself, it is as important as breathing…..
The most common mistake. AFFECT OR EFFECT (This mistake’s effect may affect your speaking!)
Again. LOOSE AND LOSE (Well no reason to lose your mind over Loose and Lose NOW!)
Yet Again. Then and Than!
And the most common mistake we make. YOUR AND YOU’RE.
It’s high time we get this. WHETHER AND IF.
Here’s another one. FEWER AND LESS.
This was a nightmare for everyone of us. PRINCIPLE AND PRINCIPAL.
Here we go with another one. STATIONARY AND STATIONERY.
Pull the Brake! or else be ready to break your bone!!Same set of letters, different alignments. BRAKE AND BREAK.
And the last one on the list and Yes!the most common one.Know your audience or get a straight No for your show! KNOW AND NO.
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