OUTLINE-STORIES OF LOVE AND BEAUTY

1. Exceptional Female Beauty

Sankeertana loves a young and handsome student in her college but he quits her soon. She marries a professor on her father’s advice. Explore the life of exceptionally beautiful girl Sankeertana and enjoy the feelings of love and caring in this short story. I observed all these events in her life as an invisible soul. This is why I could narrate the story of her beautiful and sensitive life to you.

2. Young Admirers Association

The ideas and ideals of Kranthivir Simhanadhan are extraordinary. He seems to have born to save and guide the lives of millions of poor and helpless Indians if his dream and vision get realized by active participation from the intellectuals and dreamers in India. He patiently addressed the attendees about his plans for a better India and world at large. I too applied for a place in his organization after listening to his inspirational and energizing speech.

3. He is Innocent

Zingchiq Ziga Ziga led a pathetic life because he is ugly. No marriage, love, business or any entertainment in his life. He created nuisance in a public place one day to attract others. Police submitted him at court. He argued his case. The judge declared him innocent and reprimanded the police not to bring such cases to courts any more. He has three beautiful sisters who are married and happy. I too was in the court when he presented his case. I saw his beautiful sisters when coming out of that court. I pitied his life but found him lucky to have such gifted sisters at least. This is portrayal of the life of an ugly man in one part of India.

4. The Blessed Night

Exceptional beauty Sweta Mehta offered herself to spend with Chidvish Mahan for a night and asked him to do whatever he likes with her. It was her gift to him. How did Chidvish Mahan utilize this golden opportunity? It portrays the sensitivity of human beings and their attempts to love and respect others in the best way possible to make their relationship look great now and in future. Discover the events that developed between him and her and celebrate those moments.

5. The Princess of East India

Jaimini Pimreen interviewed Swagata Gupta that cloudy day at her house in the forest for his international magazine Unseen Beauty. The accounts of her childhood, education, family, status, beauty, love, admiration, marriage and money delight us. She has the qualities of a princess though she did not share it with us in that interview. When Jaimini went out of her house after his long interview with her, I too melted in the still of the night. There was already one at the entrance of her house waiting to marry her soon. He is more crazy and adamant guy than me. She is lucky in inheriting and leading such a great life.

6. An Unposted Letter

When and where did Swapna Geeth write that letter? What circumstances compelled her to write such a letter at that age? Is she intelligent or ignorant? Did she enjoy or hate her life? Did somebody steal that letter from her or did she throw it somewhere out of disgust? How did that letter reach that place? I was the victim of all these questions and doubts after reading her letter addressing God. She put eight questions to God toward the end of this letter? Does He or anybody else ever answer those questions? I remained helpless from many fronts. I simply put that letter in an envelope and wrote a strange address on it. It never reaches any place. There is no peace in her mind or in that letter. How many girls are suffering internally today like her? Can they ever be happy in their lives?

7. Delegated Duty

Sowmya Ghajini is busy. She went to Ooty along with her husband to celebrate her honeymoon. She is a senior HR consultant with a multinational company in Mumbai. She answers the queries of readers for her column in Maanasa Veena, a bimonthly magazine being published from Anand Vihar city. This time she gave that responsibility to me to answer those questions on her behalf and email it to those folks of the magazine. I answered nine different questions for her. She does not think like me. My views are different from hers. This book reaches readers soon. Doesn’t she need my help again if anything unexpected happens after she returns from her trip and read my answers in her column? I hope for the best!

8. Ninny Meets Zinmeen

Swarani Guhan runs after me asking me to get ready with entries to participate in writing competitions. This time she wanted a bizarre piece created out of abnormal conditions centered on me. Eventually I created such atmosphere and came out with her desired piece of writing. She calls me Ninny lovingly. I met Zinmeen, an aerial creature in the sky, and interviewed her for long. She left her human form years ago. I could sense her presence and words in my paranormal state of being. She talked elaborately about many things in response to my wacky questions. Her past and present life and her comments deeply influenced me. Swarani ran away with that piece of writing to send it for that competition.

9. Excursion

Some Indian girls and women are very beautiful. There are equal number of handsome boys and men in this nation. Many of them are not living happily. Beauty inspires and entertains others with its very presence. There must be a great place for exceptional beauties to live happily. Indian Center of Extraordinary Beauty, spread across 1000 acres of fertile, beautiful, secure and heavenly land in a part of Punjab, is catering to these needs and demands of beauties in India. An admirer of beauty and dreamer struggled hard to make it a reality. Thousands of beautiful girls and women and boys and men are living there now, entertaining guests freely. Swathi Guna took me there to show that place and beauty. After reading the information about the birth and functioning of this great place, I fainted and collapsed. I could not go inside. Swathi Guna and I returned home to visit it sometime later.

10. Time Management

Swajita Gulab won a big lottery. She made me more friendly and possessive of her after this achievement because she wants somebody reliable to make her days delightful and memorable spending by beaches, forests, canals, parks, waterfalls, safaris, and such other things she enjoys in her life. She is living in her ancestral home opposite ours sending her parents and siblings away, for her privacy sake. I was her dedicated admirer and honorable servant. I often felt that I was getting very ignorant and innocent spending my time with her, learning nothing useful for me. I requested her to take me somewhere one Sunday and enrich my general knowledge. She took me to the seminar of Surab Gagan on the theme of time management. He gave eight long examples to explain the core of his discourse toward the end. By the time he ended his speech, I forgot the order of his examples and his consequent explanation of those points connecting it to the relevance and importance of time and its management. It was really enriching but I had a weak memory to connect and reconnect things fast and gain insights immediately and then store them in my brain for future use and reference. I think she took me to that speech to teach me a good lesson. I should utilize time in a good way than thinking about its value or worthlessness in a standalone or comparative analysis. My time spent with her is good and rest is bad. This is my calculation and judgment.

11. Formatted Past

I enjoyed the interesting events in the life of Varenyu Pantho when he addressed the college students in that function. There was pain, humor, suspense and seriousness in whatever he narrated to us interestingly. The college students remained spell-bound as long as he was addressing them standing royally on the dais before them. Swabava Gaman took me to that great meeting. She is my close friend. I did not continue my education after my tenth standard. I became a bicycle mechanic. I was earning ten rupees a day. She gave me 200 rupees every month for seven years. I could enjoy my life spending that money. She got a great job with a software company in India soon after her post graduation in computer science. I asked her how she could give me that money every month though theirs is a poor family like ours. She revealed the secret soon after the speech of that gentleman. My life would have been a tragedy without her help and affection for me. I owe her a lot.

12. An Active Employee

Sumantan Parneet is a dreamer. He joined Scribblers Springfield as a copy writer. He sacrificed his life for this job. He committed suicide one day. His sister, parents and friends are much disturbed at his untimely death. He is one of the victims of work pressures and responsibilities at mediocre companies in India today. Many employees are working like automated machines today in many companies in India receiving handsome salaries but few of them have time to enjoy their personal lives when they are young and dreamy. Chasing deadlines at the office and authoritative orders from their superiors dictate how they should live their professional and personal lives though they don’t talk about it loudly in public places. Swarna Gulam is a beautiful and sensitive girl. She got a job with an MNC call center at Madhapur in Hyderabad. Her brother asked me to change her mind and avoid her from joining this job. I wrote this story of Sumantan for her. She lied a lot to me. A beautiful girl looks more interesting and lovable when she lies to a familiar male creature, when he is admiring her secretly. She never knew it. I never said it. I gifted this story to her on her request.

13. An Illiterate Man

Swahasi Gumra did a six-month diploma course in journalism in France. She got a job with The Statesman as a correspondent after returning to India. Her first assignment was to interview a local VIP and send that text to them. There are many to consider for this work but she could not finalize any one of them. She sought my advice. I advised her to meet that particular man in Mahendra Nagar. There are many intellectually admirable people in that colony but how this particular man is managing to live among those proud and intelligent folks for long remained a puzzle to me for years. I set her on this goal which suits her immediate need also. She carried out a great interview with this man. I wondered to know about his family background, the magnanimity of his parents, the love marriages of his seven siblings, the settlement of his forefathers in a different land during the British Raj and such other things in his life so far. Then only I understood that every illiterate man can’t be a negligible man. Truths and wonders can be discovered and appreciated only when we dig into their personal lives with a professional or personal interest.

14. A Memorable Chat

Swaheli Gujar and I studied for ten years in that school in our village. She is the only daughter of my uncle Sandilya Gujar. Soon they moved to Canada. I found my life very sad and tragic after her separation from me. I stopped my education. I started playing with kids at the Boroji Rock in our village with her haunting memories. She neither wrote letters to me nor talked with me over phone. She returned to our village after eight long years. She alloted only two hours’ time to talk with me. I took her to a pond in our village. I spread a jute mat for her to sit. It was a cloudy evening. Villagers were returning from the nearby paddy fields. We spent talking about many things. I did not allow her to talk much from her side because there was a lot in me to share with her after such a long gap. She expressed her love and intention to marry me. She returned to Canada that night itself. I enjoyed this memorable chat with her.

15. A Tutor and His Disciple

A peculiar mosquito bit Swajani Guvah one day. She consulted my favorite doctor for advice. She remembered the abnormal research interests of her professor and his invention of a strange mosquito with different characteristics from normal mosquitoes. She advised her parents to keep Swajani in my company for five months during which time I would educate her about many things about which she forgot as a result of the bite of that mosquito. She must regain her lost general knowledge during my outdoor tuition classes to her. I readily agreed to take up this task out of my love and respect for this doctor whom I have been following for years as her secret admirer. Swajani’s parents gave me a list of scheduled days on which I should take her and educate her as desired and ordered by the doctor. My outdoor sessions with Swajani developed deep admiration for me in her heart also. She wrote a love letter to me on the last day of our tuition sessions. I felt happy at her response and possessiveness for me. Thus deep love developed between me, her tutor, and her, my disciple, during these sessions. It bridged the gaps between us and brought us more together leading us to a happy end. India continued to be a land of love and marriages among many.

16. Treasure Hunt

Sankalya Sharma, his team members, and I tried hard that night to unearth a treasure but we could not find it there as expected and desired by the priest. He said that evil forces stop great treasures from being discovered by others. It must be a long and committed process. Kings and other rich people hid large amounts of treasures in earth those days to save their assets from theft and loss in inescapable conditions. My participation in this treasure hunt made me understand that perseverance and hard work bring one luck in the long run. Sometimes what it means is never. Our hopes and dreams about a safe, secure and happy future often keep us engaged and delightful in our lives than the bitter realities which sit before us nakedly. We don’t accept them but they influence us always. Hopes are high for many but all can’t be realized always!

17. Sanjeevani Express

It was a 12-hour journey by that train that night. I played a trick upon her. She was deeply disturbed by it but allowed me to resolve her issue because it was the only opportunity available to her in that setting. I got her bathed in a toilet to send her neatly to her friend’s house in Saharanpur.

18. Lovely Lakshmi

Lakshmi and I were in love with each other deeply but we could not succeed in that journey because we were innocent lovers. Her father played the role of a villain. When the hero and the heroine are sensitive and helpless in a delicate love story, the villain wins the race and turns it into a tragedy. We remained lifelong victims in this case.

19. Learning Swimming

I had to learn it to get a government job but I could not achieve it despite my best efforts for a few days. I did not like posing myself only with a little cover on my body. Such complexes and fears in my teenage kept me away from mastering the art of swimming. It remained an ordeal for me even afterwards.

20. Spoilt Child

Parents play a crucial role in bringing up their children. They practice different things to inculcate discipline and refinement in them from their early childhood. Children get spoilt if parents behave like staunch disciplinarians forgetting the basic needs and expectations of their children from them and their contemporary society. Children take very little time to get spoilt in their formative age but it is almost impossible to change them later to the better unless they are prepared to understand their drawbacks and demerits and ready to change. If they don’t change at all, they disturb the lives of others also living with them.

21. Saint Appanna

We generally believe that good people, as we see and understand them in our age, should die happily and peacefully but it happens differently in many cases. It happened in the case of Saint Appanna in our village. I had been his disciple for about ten years. He learnt many things and lived a pious and disciplined life despite turning completely blind around 20. He lived a tragic and pitiable life during his last days. Many that admired him once disliked even to have a look at him in that situation. I understood that sins chase people till the end. One cannot escape from them at any stage of one’s life. What we see is a speck of reality about which we don’t know at all applying our common sense and material wisdom. There are many forces affecting our lives.

22. Personality Development

I was living the life of a loafer and dullard in our village those days. My father wanted me to change somehow. He asked my friend to take me to a city and consult a doctor about me. I met a doctor on his advice. I narrated some fictitious events of my life to that doctor to thoroughly misguide and irritate him because I did not like to improve myself being advised by a doctor. If I don’t like to change, how can others change me? The doctor understood this bitter fact after his short interaction with me and rushed to the Himalayas for meditation to understand God instead of human beings who neither change on their own to the better nor allow others to change them. Personality development is a tough issue. Many talk about it but can’t achieve it in their lifetime.

23. Auction

My uncle and I enjoyed a lot during that foreign tour but we found that auction of an antique panty more interesting, insightful and memorable than any other event or phenomenon. A billionaire grabbed it paying a lot of money facing a tough competition by other contemporary enthusiasts that largely participated in this auction.

24. VVIP

I attended that speech by a VVIP on the insistence of my cousin. It was very informative, insightful and satirical about many celebrities and their actual real stories back at home. I never wanted to be one like him after hearing his speech.

25. JIMS

James founded it with a great vision and love for desperate lovers and patients in India. It was a charity forest hospital spread across 1000 acres where everything is free and where anybody can love anybody and marry by mutual interest at any time. I watched many marriages there but my dream was never fulfilled.

26. Love Marriage

Ritu and I went to a park one day. She is a dull creature. She spent sitting by a pond watching visitors in boats. I ran to a couple and enquired about their love story. It was interesting and inspiring. Ritu made fun of me after hearing my experience with that couple. She used those insights to attract and marry one, leaving me alone on the way.

27. Naked Truth

Sagarika took me to the ashram of Niranjan Baba one day. I liked that ambience. Many followers treat him like God. All of them left that place by that evening. I stayed back to secretly meet that Baba and investigate into his real background. He narrated me his real story that moonlit night. Then I understood why people do not change in India that easily. They believe and follow many things just like that. Let others consider them lunatics or fanatics. They are not bothered about it. They do what they like. They live with blind beliefs, not rationality.

28. Kibkib Mormora

Niandigan railway station is his favorite spot. Many lost money because of him but nobody complained to police against him. Then I was working as an Honorary Native Detective in our locality out of curiosity and interest. I caught him one night and elicited his feedback about his life. I pitied him and walked back silently.

29. AIDS

I was ready to do anything to attract and retain the love of Tingari Billy for me. Rongi was muscular and offensive. I never liked to interfere in his affairs. When I knew that he was following my girlfriend, I had to tackle it. I met and listened to his sad story. Then only I could understand that he was not really a contestant in my race for Billy. I simply resolved his burning issue and made him my friend but Billy married somebody else. It pinched me. I remained helpless.

30. Rojondo Neerili

My friend Pramila took me to his historical speech that afternoon. His family background, his entry into research field centered on flowers and animals, his eventual fame as a great scientist, his remaining as a bachelor forever and his vague explanation of his achievements disturbed me to some extent. Pramila named her son after that great scientist. I understood that scientists serve humanity in a selfless and humanitarian style but very few know about their lives and contributions to humankind at large. When great people are not remembered and appreciated by masses also, better if I remain an underdog. That’s what I told Pramila when she enquired me about my life and interests.

31. Gangster Diango

He enquired about my lifestyle in our locality and took me into a forest blindfolding me. He offered me food and drinks which I found unfamiliar and repulsive. He narrated me his interesting background. It was a bitter experience for me but exciting and insightful for him because he was on probation.

32. Infatuation

Infatuation is what we feel toward many attractive beings around us. It is a sweet feeling. Many victimize our lives tagging our love and admiration as infatuation. I sacrificed my love for Nupur Jain to satisfy the society around me who took it as merely infatuation.

33. Treatment

It was a sensitive issue but turns critical as one grows and nears the age of marriage. As a child, it is acceptable, but we can’t take it easy when one does it as an adult also. I tried my best to get my friend treated but it failed. His wife developed aversion and enmity toward me after realizing that I did not alert her in time before her love marriage with him without knowing about this disorder in his life. She continued washing his soiled clothes every morning even after their marriage. I regretted her ruined life in this respect. I remained silent.

34. The Fair

I never imagined that I would be subjected to such public insult one day. But it happened that day in that peculiar fair to which I went along with my friends. They picked my name and photo and told me to do those tricks publicly. I struggled hard to satisfy their interests and fancies centered on me that day. They put my statue at the entrance of their town for this achievement by me that day among thousands of people. We can’t avoid certain things in life.

35. Familiar Tragedy

That beautiful and innocent girl fell in the love trap of that immoral dog. He spoilt her life after her elopement and marriage with him. Her parents detested her. She killed her two kids in her suicide attempt. She ruined her life. Her parents brought her back from that hell and got her married with a gentleman. Innocence in teenage love affairs is not a crime but it ruins the lives of some girls. Perhaps it is because of their fate, which can’t be changed by anybody. One can understand it after scanning the love story of this innocent girl.

36. Tailor Tingu Ranga

He hated violence in his childhood. He ran away from his house. He met a silent saint in a forest. He changed his life and profession after that incident. He is a strange tailor with an interesting background in his life and shop. My sweetheart sent me to him with her favorite T-shirt to be stitched. I don’t know whether she ever gave him money or not for his stitching work. His answer about her attitude was vague. His understanding about human life is broad and inspiring.

37. Inferiority Complex

After enjoying ourselves in different places doing many things we liked there, we visited the huge building called Inferiority Complex. When my girlfriend was scanning different exhibits in that building curiously, I pressed the green button of a machine put in one corner of that building out of my habit. It revealed some truths of life. I gained many insights, useful to me, after listening to those recorded words from an audio cassette. I did not share this news with her because she cautioned me many times not to touch everybody and everything that comes across me because it leads to chaos and disaster sometimes.

38. IAS

I could not tackle proud, intelligent and beautiful Pournami when I was a student in that degree college where she too studied. That time she was also taking Civils Main exam. That college principal gave me the golden opportunity of preparing ten questions for the UPSC exam that time. I used that chance to revenge against Pournami. I exhibited my intelligence and creativity in preparing that question paper. I wanted to teach a great lesson to all the candidates taking that exam in India then and afterwards. I prepared such questions which nobody can answer, including those that are training these candidates for these exams. I did not have a good opinion about these public servants.

39. Bloggers Valley

Panchami and I visited Bloggers Valley in that scenic hill area that morning. She enjoyed barefoot walk on wet green grass. We knew about the characteristics of the two kinds of bloggers living in the two blocks of cottages called Anonymity and Simplicity. Panchami liked the bloggers living in Simplicity Block.

40. Salesgirl

Sugun Roki loves beautiful and sensitive girls of India. He did not like a salesgirl walking on roads and selling English dictionaries going door to door. He thinks that men are the right creatures to do such things. Girls and women are sensitive and vulnerable compared to boys and men in handling such jobs in public places. When many criminals and rogues in India were celebrating the Republic Day in New Delhi, talking nonsense about the achievements and development of India, that girl was on roads struggling hard for her survival. It pinched him deeply. He did not know how to change her or such other girls in India who enter some jobs without minding the risks involved in them.

41. Morning Walk

I was enjoying my morning walk that day in the Vindyavahi Woods. Three airy male creatures took me deep into those woods. I was disturbed after hearing about their background. They colluded to disturb the peace process among India, China and Pakistan. They asked me the solution. I advised them to go to the Himalayas and consult the saints meditating there aiming God. They left me being satisfied with my answer. I felt happy for not taking my sweetheart Pranathi Kismy along with me for morning walk that day. They would have taken her away if she was with me being tempted by her beauty and innocence.

42. Hinkiong Cave

My girlfriend Ohasi Jumma was suffering from fever. I served her my best that day. She asked me to go out and enjoy on my own when night was approaching. I understood her ulterior motive hidden in those words at that time. I took that rare opportunity to visit the Hinkiong Cave which remained a distant dream for me for long to explore secretly. I found an odd creature there. I hugged him. His background was pathetic. He chose to stay back and die there. I pitied him.

43. HCU

Dr Aparinz Olalo was inspired by a few influential words of his teacher Hoshang Merchant and started that crazy but interesting unit of entertainment in that part of the foreign country. He believes that pleasure can be derived from many things. His idea was different but odd to some extent though many were deriving pleasure visiting his HCU. Aliue enjoyed being bitten by those little creatures in those cages and touching those wet things in those containers. I stayed away from those enjoyments minding my compulsory services to her later.

44. Virginity

Nomonis Bimulton organizes speeches by great speakers and earns money attracting enthusiasts across India. He chooses controversial issues and invites celebrities to speak on them paying fees for it. He knew at the eleventh hour that a fundamentalist group set a bomb in that building. He already sold the tickets. They will kill him if he cancels it in the middle. He asked me to drive them away from that place after they come there. I did it in my style. I did not know whether they went out being influenced by my announcements or being scared of the bomb in the building about which they might have known through some source. It remained a miracle to me but I managed to satisfy my friend with my explanation about how I could send them out.

45. Interview

Jitendra Sahas owns a big software company. He likes interviewing candidates of high cadre. He finalized Mohinish Reval for the position of COO in his company. Only the last round of the interview with him was pending. He rushed to the US to receive an award at the eleventh hour leaving the job of interviewing Mohinish to me. I blasted him when he said that he loves cricket a lot. He changed his views after sometime and came back to me. I liked his self-reformation influenced by my words in the interview and offered him that job along with some other highly attractive offers.

46. Introvert

I always thought that my friend Manasa Ranjani has no hidden problems in her life. I did not believe that she was an introvert considering her open and casual games and behavior with me for long. She gave the letter written by Tehsar Binal. I was shocked after reading that letter. I never knew that they had such deep and unexpressed love for one another. He expressed it at the eleventh hour in his tragic life. He was no more to express hers at all. I understood that introverts should share everything with their familiar ones like me, just not those things which they consider trivial and negligible from their standpoint, to enable guys like me to save them from perils as this. I could not play a constructive and ideal role in this setting because they remained introverts even with me.

47. Postcard

I liked the simple and ideal lifestyle of that postman. I met him in his rented hut one night. He, his dog and I had our supper together. He narrated me his platonic love story. He remained lonely for that reason. He remarked that postcard enriched his sense of love for others. He regretted that Indians stopped using postcards much after the entry of cellular phones into their lives. It is the communication channel of the poor now to some extent.

48. Silaranya Saisavam

Susant is an atheist. His wife and my friend Mumuksha is a theist and devotee of Lord Shiva. She and their eight-year-old daughter Tutty are my devoted listeners. When we were spending in a park that Sunday evening, Tutty asked me to tell her a story. Then I narrated her and her mother this story. Susant joined us in between. He asked me to tell it from the beginning again.

49. Saratchandrika

Mridanga Nadhan donated Mount Ora Palace to the people of India before moving to his hometown Kancheepuram in 1968. Every year weeklong celebrations take place there in his memory. A distinguished person attends the valedictory function and distributes prizes to winners in various competitions on the last day of these annual celebrations in every December. That time Sarat addressed the gathering on the last day. His wife Chandrika too attended it. We remembered our college days when they two were enemies. Chandrika told me how they loved and got married after an incident in that college toward the end of their education there. I liked their lives of love and marriage a lot.

50. Racharla Tank

Nousika Cenly and Anurag Jain fell in love with each other. They were yet to express their love. Cenly took me to the temple of Meyoramma in Binamarri on her bike one morning to worship this village goddess before expressing her love to Anurag. She wanted to know the history of that temple. I was a dullard in such matters of general knowledge. Priest Manogna Sharma could tell her the story of that temple. He said that those that bathe nakedly in the Racharla Tank before this temple in the early morning get through their love affairs. Nousika liked following that practice in that tank. I observed that Manogna Sharma was also going to that temple in the early morning after knowing about her early morning naked bath practice. I speculated about the probable moves of love by Nousika toward Anurag Jain and the priest.

51. Empty Beds

Sousilya Pravarini and I spent on two beds in Abayankar Hospital for some days and nights. It was her ambition to spend in a hospital. They kept two empty beds between our beds in that general ward. Nurse Tatiana narrated me the story of those empty beds. That case was not yet settled by the detective agency they appointed. They preserved the dead bodies of those tragic lovers. Tatiana told me that they would be cremated only when a final report would be submitted by that detective agency to the founder chairman of that hospital. Pravarini begged me to reveal the secrets involved in my conversation with Tatiana before leaving to her hometown Amritsar by train. I lied to her.

52. Broken Wings

My friend Naksah Kitlis and I went to Broken Wings that evening on her bicycle. She enjoyed talking with orphans there. I attended a beauty there and knew about her tragic background and her budding love story with a handsome guy. Kitlis advised me to find a girl soon, marry her and be happy with her. I detected the sarcasm in her dialogues centered on my prolonged bachelorhood and paid her back in the same coin.

53. Ralson Dally

The murder incident at Amrapali Ladies Hostel remained a challenge to police for long. They brought sniffer dog Ralson Dally from Canada to clear this case. It stood licking the feet of Mumbukis in the hostel. She revealed her story to the police. Her daughter Bongsuka added her version of secret love story to it and finished it. She married her lover, who underwent two sex change operations to win and retain her love for him. She married him and went away with him. Mumbukis remained lonely in that hostel. I pitied her. I found the skills of Ralson Dally extraordinary in helping police detect criminals.

54. Homecoming

Akshara Naika came to our village after ten years after going and settling in New Zealand. She brought her friend Julie also along with her. She wanted to see our school friend Lukiyoo. We went there in a bullock cart along with Julie. We were surprised at the turning points that took place in the life of Lukiyoo. He married Lolita and moved to Russia along with her. I found that Julie was influenced by the love story of Lukiyoo with Lolita and their eventual marriage. I gave a love letter to Akshara in the airport when they were leaving for New Zealand asking her to give it to Julie when she was feeling lovesick and lonely on some dark night. I wrote it powerfully to impress her and make her fall in love with me. Thus I used the homecoming of Akshara to my love trap centered on Julie.

55. Soly Miliya

Visarada bought a special sparrow in Costa Rica. She brought it home when coming from Singapore being unable to spend without it for a few days. Sanjay, her secret admirer for ten years, stole it from her. Her father placed an angry and threatening ad in all the leading dailies to frighten the culprit and pull him toward him. I too read that ad that day. I consulted Sanjay and Visarada after talking with her father about this case. Her father agreed to get them married soon but I did not believe in his promise. I did not interfere in their case after this stage being scared of my safety and security in that mess thereafter.

56. Insight

Lekhini Naini took me to shopping along with her that Sunday morning. When we were eating noodles in a hotel there near Pandy Bazar, we heard hullabaloo outside. There was an open competition. They put a tricky question to the enthusiastic public around, clearing which one can win a cash prize of 25,000 rupees. I guessed it and answered their question creatively. It worked there. I won that cash prize. Lekhini liked my appreciation of her inspiring beauty, which her boyfriend never did toward her.

57. Redmond Mound

I was playing alone at Kokri Beach that morning. The member of Indian General Intelligence Bureau consulted me for my help in settling that case. Many were digging Redmond Mound for long to find treasures in it someday. I met Katherine at that place and knew about her tragic but very interesting background. She was alone and lovesick waiting to marry a good Indian boy. She proposed her love for me and offered to marry me. I could not console her marrying her. Her background and my common pity for hundreds of such victims in India pulled me back from helping her in that direction. I regretted it later but she already left for the US.

58. Iliangu Baguraba

I found the pink nightie of Sarango Mohly on my bed that morning. Nangayya was my rival in that matter. He did not like Sarango getting attracted toward me neglecting him altogether. I thought he revenged against me that way. Her father would kill me if he knew about that incident. I rushed to their house and ordered them to know their limits and stay there. Later Sarango came to me and explained what happened. I felt happy knowing about her deep love and attachment for me. Her father must have smelled about our secret love and plan for elopement. He paid handsomely to black magician Iliangu Baguraba and spoilt her mind. She eventually forgot about my real love for her and married a rich boy chosen by her parents. My rival Nangayya pitied my existence after her marriage. He took me to that black magician. We knew what happened. It was already late. I missed the love of Sarango forever.

59. Practice

Sapna Nigam too came to our college after ten years when I went there to see it and refresh my sweet memories of those lost college days. I admired her and wrote a love letter to her like many those days in our college. She neglected our efforts and minded her studies. I knew rest of her story from her this time when she met me after a long time. Her swimming practices with Balbir Singh, her marriage with him, her studies in Canada and their happy married life in Switzerland impressed me much. I wrote my remarks again on that legendary black wall in our college.

60. Love

Then I was practicing flute with the aim of attracting beautiful girls in city. Sanjyothika, my ex-girlfriend and present wife of Sweekar, met me that day as a surprise. She did not find her husband Sweekar prepared enough to satisfy her carnal desires to her expected level. She was expecting more from him. He was not delivering much private service to her. We took her husband to the consultation of Kangare Antha in Bohasin Tent House one day. I went there along with them in disguise. Sanjyothika and I stayed outside sending him inside. We overheard their secret conversation inside out of curiosity. The background of Kangare Antha and his counseling session to Sweekar was interesting and inspiring for us. We enjoyed it silently. Thereafter Sweekar and I became good friends. We shared our mutual concerns about life before and after marriage. A bachelor craves to enter the web of marriage thinking that it is heavenly and enjoyable in many respects and once he enters it, he understands that there are quite complex issues in it which can’t be understood or resolved easily by everybody. Love is sweet in imaginations but hard in reality.

61. Margasirsika

She is a famous film actress in India. She is a goddess on silver screen but a high-class prostitute behind the screen. I met her and elicited her genuine feedback about her profession in that field. She educated me enough.

62. The Mediator

Two aged creatures remained unmarried for long. He is a fan of Britney Spears. She is a fan of Michael Jackson. Their marriages became burning issues to their poor parents. I took up this tough case and resolved their problems forever. I arranged the event of formal looks between the bride and bridegroom on a late night. They married soon. Matta Gidasha could realize the facts about his wife after two years. He wrote a postcard to me explaining those woes of his married life set by me. I consoled him with my logic and magic in my reply to him. I enjoyed my role of a mediator in shunting these two crazy creatures together applying my wisdom and vision.

63. Speech

Hansani’s father joined a voluntary organization as its chief coordinator after his retirement as a politics lecturer from a government degree college. One day he asked me to prepare a write-up on the concept of feminism. He used it for his formal address to a group of young feminists at a college. He said that he received wide applause from those girls after that speech. I realized that he was in their hit list for his blunder of giving such speech to them without grasping its real essence. They collected his autograph, photograph and residential address to target him later. He did not realize it. He informed me to marry his daughter saying that she was deeply in love with me. I found Sahalsah more beautiful than her to marry. Further, he is in their hit list also.

64. The Conflict

I don’t know whether Sarigama Manjari is my friend or love because her definitions about those terms and relations are obscure and unreliable. She daily reads English newspapers in our village library and concentrates on testing issues. This time she told me about an issue that arose in a seven-star hotel in the US. Four male celebrities resorted to sexual assault on eight female celebrities when they were alloted four rooms. Those female celebrities filed cases against those male celebrities. The attorneys issued a public notice in all the leading English dailies inviting replies to this issue with a cash prize and certificate of merit on offer for the best entry. I addressed this issue and asked Manjari to send them a powerful reply using my words and insights.

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The above is the outline of the 64 short stories to be published in my book Stories of Love and Beauty and is meant for a glance by my readers to understand the essence of those stories in a nutshell before starting to read them in this book, which is likely to be released this May.

Datla Chiranjeevi Raju,

30 April 2010,

Vanasthalipuram,

Hyderabad.