Deepak Mishra

I was standing in Vashi, Bombay Bus Stop alone. It was too hot and sunny. 2 guys were discussing about a girl who was alone at the other corner of the bus stop. I moved a bit to see the girl they are talking about. She was cute, slim and tall. I thought to give my luck a try, as no one knew me there. I went to that girl and asked was she waiting for Bangalore bus. She said yes. We continued to talk. We talked about 15-20 minutes. Then came our bus to Bangalore. We both went to the bus. But the number of the bus was not the one I got in SMS. I thought as the bus number changed once, it could happen again. I went to the conductor and showed my ticket. He said it was the bus to Mangalore and my bus was coming behind this bus. Then I realised she heard Mangalore when I said Bangalore. She and I had to separate now. All my dreams of the bus trip were badly shattered. I wanted to talk to the girl and can see the similar restlessness in her eyes too. I don't know how the short disc...

Premise : I have 2 sisters, one of who just got married and is in Bangalore. For her marriage, I had to shorten my very much loved long hair. But I always picture myself with long hair. I had been watching Prison Break 2 nd season whole night and slept at 4am. My dream was similar to Prison Break and I doing things similar to Michael Scofield. Dream : In my dream, First scene was that I faked a murder attempt just to go in the prison for some reason. Nothing is clear to me why yet but I faked a murder to go in prison. Next was in courtroom, where I saw myself with long hair. I requested judge to send me to some specific prison. In the prison, every plan made and every event occurring went super-fast like pictures. In the next scene, I, with 4 guys, was breaking the prison and was in a drainage tunnel of the prison. We opened a manhole and came out on a road and ran to some direction. Next we were running on a runway of airport, towards a private plane. We got on the plane and...

I have been in OnMobile for 2 years. But when I placed my resignation, Geo, my senior Manager asked me to fly to Italy for a deployment for 2 weeks. I thought it was just to lure to me stay in OnMobile as deployment can be done from India too. I rejected the offer and stayed on leaving the company. After 2-3 days I came to know, a 4 years senior person named Laxman I going to Italy on my place and that too for the product I developed. Then Geo talked to me again and I stayed on my words. Next day, I got a mail, regarding passport details and Visa stuff. Mail was sent to 3 people Laxman, I and a girl Akansha. What the fuck, If I would have stayed in OnMobile then Laxman wouldn’t have got this chance and I would be flying to Italy with Akansha. Now as I have resigned, Laxman will be flying with her to Italy. I lost my once in a lifetime opportunity to be with her. I was trying to go out with her since 2 years; and I had got the chance to fly with her to some other country and be with h...

I have been in OnMobile for 2 years but I never felt so important yet confused. I was nobody till now but now when I am leaving I feel like I am the most important person in OnMobile. Geo, my senior manager, is talking to me almost every day half an hour just to convince me stay, using infinite reasons I find immaterial. But Geo can’t do anything about it. His hands are tied because monetary factor is not in his hand. Kamal SBU head, who has the power to decide the remunerations, talked to me about two and half hour one day discussing pros and cons of start-ups(hoopos.com) and well-established companies(like OnMobile). Even after so many talks, I wasn’t convinced the OnMobile is a place for a guy like me. I have spent several restless days and several sleepless nights just thinking about this. Now when it’s decided that I am leaving, I have been put upon so much work that will take too much of my time, again leading to restless days and sleepless nights. Team is short of people to...

Khushboo came to my house about a week ago. From the day, she became a very important member of my house and my life. I call her Baby. I feel bit responsible for her. I have a reason to come to my home at lunch and dinner for her. She is so cute that I sleep looking at her most of the nights. She is so innocent that she doesn’t even know what is going on around. She doesn’t even recognize people around her. She doesn’t even recognize me. She doesn’t even know her name is Khushboo. She doesn’t even know how much I love her. She doesn’t even know how much troubles I am taking for her. She doesn’t talk to me, or anyone else. She is quiet and busy in her own world all the time. She neither listens to me nor does she know I am talking to her. She is such a friend that I do things that I do for no one. She eats a lot and I make sure she gets food all the time. She grew older and fat in front of me in a week.  She pees and poops anywhere not caring and not even knowing who cleans...