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Only a miracle could have brought him back. The doctors tried everything and threw up their hands in despair. People began to move on. Succession struggles had already started. One day, an assistant put a sheaf of papers in the comatose patient’s palm. The great mathematician stirred and sat up..The proof he had embarked on was still unfinished.

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Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 27, 2010 at 12:00 pm

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The tree was yet to see its first autumn. Full of spirit, it basked in the spring and rain. Life was good. In autumn, its leaves started falling, and the tree confused, started worrying and panicking. Finally, all were left were the bare branches. The tree, saddened, gave up all hope and waited for the fateful day, only to see green shoots reappear..Over time it realized, the leaves always fall only to grow again.

Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 18, 2010 at 12:00 pm

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That ordinary looking scrap of paper had an amazing power: when scratched, it spouted gold. It flew to everyone, and was thrown away. Finally picked by a naïve but curious girl wanting to play, she told everyone when gold came out. But naivety doesn’t cut in this world. The scrap was snatched from her, and tore to pieces as it was fought over. Then they forcefully took most of her gold. Next day, the rest was stolen.

Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 15, 2010 at 6:32 am

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Storms came. Then earthquakes. The world was charred by fire. As the child set out in the desolate hungry land with his one prized possession, he often met with accidents and cut his arms and legs protecting it. It attracted all sorts of creatures, but he let himself be bitten than throw it away. He died an old man with it in his arms. The notebook from school days which that girl had scribbled in a long time ago.

Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 13, 2010 at 12:00 pm

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As the mountaineering coach smiled looking at his student suffering from muscular atrophy trying to climb the hill, his daughter asked him, ‘We see this everyday. Why don’t you just tell him it’s not possible? That he won’t be able to climb ever’. Replied the coach, ‘He already knows that. But his desire to climb is so strong, and to not try so unbearable, that he still fights on’.

Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 11, 2010 at 12:00 pm

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Why should those self-important writers and theorists get to sit comfortably and espouse their silly ideas while the common man toils, thought the king. Books and theories were outlawed. Solutions now came rarely by for new problems. The king called for an open court. Why do our efforts not bear fruit, asked he to everyone. Replied one, How do you expect to get fruits without growing the trees?

Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 10, 2010 at 12:00 pm

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A mad rush for Gold. Millions flock to the place to dig the metal out and get rich. They dig throughout the day hoping for luck, for divine intervention. They choose sites based on rumors, sixth senses, voodoo, pseudoscience and what not. Few succeed. The gold is actually lying elsewhere..In selling shovels, tools, blankets, tents to the flocking millions.

Written by Kalpesh Muchhal

March 9, 2010 at 6:29 am

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