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          I recently went to my nearest cinemas to watch a movie. I was alone in the whole 7 floor hostel for three consecutive days. On the fourth day at night I heard a knock at the door. I was not ready for any arrivals as it was Friday and we would have two holidays in front and nobody would like to come for two holidays. It was the time of 11 o’clock and I was writing a post   when I was disturbed by that knock.           I asked two times about who was it outside but nobody answered. I was using some work that is not allowed in our hostel. I quickly stopped my work and hid all the things. I got out of my blanket and went toward the door to check who was out. It was no one else and my roommate himself. I hugged him and smiled on his coming. I was very happy for his coming as I was living alone for that much time.           Then we chatted for some more time with him. He told about his parents his family members and his beloved brother. He told me about their well-

Hello my friends. This story is the second part of the previous story that you may have read in my previous post i.e.  How I become a Detective . Do read it if you had not done it earlier and tell me through comments about it.           I was lying on the floor of that old house. I woke up in the morning and there was a smile on my face. I had solved a big mystery of a kidnap. I got up and went toward the window. I could see the morning sun coming out of woods and was rising from the back of the long distant mountains. This was the most amazing view of the nature that I was taking after a long time. I waited for some time so that I can watch that mind blowing sunrise.           I entered the big hall of the house and called Riya to come out of her room. She did not come out of her room and asked to wait for some more time. I got to her room and saw that she was still sleeping on her bed. I said her to wake up and took the blanket away from her. She woke up in some time

          Today’s generation of 21 st century does not believe in supernatural things. And I being a 21 st century kid did not believed it until I faced that myself. I was doing job in a reputed company in Delhi, the national capital of India. My salary was also very good due to which my life style had changed to large extent. I used to spend my time in bars and hotels and talked to the people whom I never knew.           I live alone in Delhi as my parent lives in Punjab. I was trying to get a transfer to Punjab but was unable to get it. The company in which I worked was a world level production company which produce different parts of machines. Our office was in the heart of the city. Its factory was spread over the area of 100 acres.           In the front of the factory there is the big office of the company. I work as the senior engineer in the production department. I have a big cabin of mine at the third floor of the office. The office looks less as a working plac

          There are some incidents which you never forget. Those might be good, those might be bad. But one thing I can say pretty surely is that the best feeling that a person can get is by making their parents feel happy. This is true universally. When they feel that they are proud to be our parents then only we can say that ‘we are proud of ourselves’.           There are very less people in the world who get this good fortune to make their parents feel proud due to them. I don’t know many of them. But 10 th Sikh guru was able to get that feeling.  There is a long story behind this.           This was time when Auragzeb, the last prominent Mughal ruler ruled India. He was very strict to the non-Muslim communities. He had asked all the Hindu priests to change their religion. Every Hindu was in fear at that time. Some of the priests decided to visit 9 th Sikh guru to solve their problem. Next day they all visited him and tell him their problem.           9 th