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Micro – Story : The Broken Pen And The Girl,A Untold Story From My Childhood Memories

Once upon  a time……A nine-year old kid sitting at his desk. His  name is Samir . Today he came for a scholarship exam. He never attend any examination like this. His family was not so rich. He also have two sisters. So this exam is very much important for him and his family. If he able to score good then the scholarship money will help him to buy new books this time.

Samir is talented, as well as a hard worker. Like every other boy,he loves playing in green fields. But he do not play  much because he know his father is a part time worker in a rice mill. Every day  his father works whole day ,to see  their  smile at evening.
Samir don’t know much about the world . But he wants to be famous and to earn enough money that his father can enjoy everything without working in that rice mill.

Samir was always  serious about study. He also have a good image in his school. So teachers  recommended his name for the scholarship examination.

Samir got the question paper from a old lady teacher. The room is pin drop salient because the lady teacher scolding everyone who whispered for a moment. Samir started writing. Most of the answers of the question paper he know. He starts writing.


Samir brought two ink pens. One is black another is blue. But the teacher told them to write in back pen only . He surprised by listening such instructions first time.

The exam is one hour long. Samir did well only  three questions of  five marks each are left. But one question he can’t able to complete. He was lost in some thought for a moment. Suddenly a sound of dropping pen heard by all. No body showed attention to that sound. It  was samir’s black ink pen. When he pulled out his pen from under the bench, he found the ink was broken.

Samir don’t know what to do now. He only had one black pen. Now he can’t answer remaining questions. He become very tensed. His face became dark and sweats came up on his little face.

He don’t  know anyone in this room. He was also a shy boy to unknown persons. So he can’t even asks someone  for  a extra black ink pen . Now he was feeling guilty.

He began to weep silently. Sometime latter he realized a soft push from a soft fingur. A girl sitting at the bench beside him holding a beautiful black ink pen towards him.

The girl smiled and whispered very slowly…..

“Take it and complete your answers”.

Samir was speech less for a moment. He don’t know how to give thanks to the girl. He just started looking at her with big wet eyes.
The teacher shouted “-only fifteen minutes left”. Samir then quickly turned around and started writing down firstly.

He just completed all the answers in last moment. The final bell of the exam ranged. Now all students leaving the room and shouting loud. Samir was so happy now to find someone who helped him so much.

Samir whispered to the girl with his broken voice——..

“Your…. Pen.,; ummm… Thank you very much for this”.

The girl smiled and said with joyfully “it’s ok… I’m Rini,….mmm  but for what, you are crying that time!? ”

Samir don’t know what to say, he became tensed again.
Rini placed her hand on  samir’s shoulder and said…. -“hay it is nothing, look  i  only helped you a little bit isn’t it. Lets go our parents must be waiting ”

Both walking across a passage. Rini said -” i hope you get selected for the scholarship”.

Samir asked -” why?” .. Surprisingly.

Rini replied -” ummm…. Now you are my best friend and I’ll be proud of you if you get the scholarship. Isn’t it?”
Samir smiled first time in the whole conversation ……… And they began to walk towards the gate where their parents are waiting for them………

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Top Benefits Of Having  A Girl As Your Best Friend

 A real friend means someone who is always there for you. In your good times as well as in your bad times. Those men’s are lucky who have a girl as a best friend.    Many men says -male friendship are the most special friendship. But most of the time it is not so true.

Read this post Benefits Of Having A Girl As  your Best Friend  to know all those benefits of having a girl as your best friend, and why every guy must have a girl best friend in his life.
Accept or not! A girl best friend is the one who can give you a better company from all off  your other friends. Specially during relationship problem or at a time of your career problem, nobody else can give you an advice as sound as your girl best friend. She knows every single part of you. Probably she  knows you even better than your girlfriend and definitely knows what’s best for you.


  • Girls love   shopping,anytime,anywhere. Mens know it better than all. Your girl best friend is always ready to go for shopping with you. They even have a by born talent of selecting clothes and style best suits on you. So you can depend on her to be your personal stylist.



  • The best thing to have a girl as your best friend is,she is always ready to watch a movie with you. No matters what  the film is about. You get a licence to watch everything, from ‘Titanic’ to ‘Grand Masti’ .



  • If you have a girl as your best friend then you always have a right on her tiffin box. She loves to give you  the best portion of it. She also loves to see you eating next to her.



    • She can be the best  memories of your life . Many crazy stuff  what you have done together that you cannot even imagine doing with your other friends.



    If you love your girl best friend then share this post to them as a token of love. If you still don’t have a girl as your best friend then go and find her now.

    Cause girls love those who walk first towards them to start the journey of friendship.


    If you have any other memories or  if you want to tell anything about best friend then shout it on comment box ,with that lucky name of your  best  friend.

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    Posted in Fiction, Poetry

    Poetry: People Calls Me A Bitch,Behind Me!

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    People calls me a bitch ,behind  me,

    But now its alright ,cause i don’t  have time;

    To care  about all those things .

    My time fades  so firstly, like a spirit.

    Cause I’m  the other player for those peoples,

    Who loves to create moan secretly.

    And that’s the reason  which makes my time,

    To fade like a   Spirit!
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    People calls me a bitch,behind me!

    But i don’t look like them;honestly.

    I too have a beautiful pleasant face,

    My bold hairs are too soft and,

    It’s long enough  to touch my waist.

    And what to  tell  about my two blue eyes,

    They  are enough to take away the sleep , of many men’s at night.

    Still I don’t know;

    Why people calls me a bitch?behind me.

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    People calls me a bitch,behind me!

    But once upon a time , i was  also a good girl like you.

    I love to run with my  pink canvas at morning,

    I love to catch butterflies at evening.

    I too had a dream like all the other  girls,

    To find my Prince charming in my life.

    But world is not that  good what  I’ve imagined.

    Yes i got my prince charming  ,many times;

    Cause i have  the precious blue eyes,and a beautiful pleasant face,isn’t it?

    But those memories are  like a rotten fish in my abdomen.

    Cause those prince charming’s were haughty; honestly.

    And this was the reason of my    smite,

    To those prince,who made pieces of my faith.

    And now people  calls me a bitch ,behind me!

    But now it’s alright, cause i don’t have time,

    To care about all those things……

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