This week I have brought you a true incident from the life of a great man, the one whose life was a storm that raged across continents. Harry Houdini, one of the greatest magicians till-date and the greatest ever Escape Artist known to the mankind (with an arguable exception of the current American sensation David Copperfield).

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Flipping through the pages of her diary, Pushpa reached a page she always had avoided reading. With the grey in her hair overshadowing the black and a pristine white Sari hugging her would-have-been-stunning-30 yrs ago figure, she was lying down on the cranky swing at night. The stars were looking at her from the sky and she was finding a star amongst all of them. A star who she knew had been gracing her diary’s half torn page since almost 25 years. She always read her diary but the moment her finger felt the torn page she shut it close...

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"“You don’t exist” he looked at the sky. He was talking to the God he now knew didn’t exist. A starfish came near his feet, with another wave, spiraling him down memory lane.

“Appa, how many fish stay in the sea..?” little Rama had asked him, standing on the beach, as a tiny starfish had hit his tiny feet along with a wave.

Sitting in the sand, with his feet stretched and eyes closed, head pointing sunwards, Lakshmaiyyah was baffled at this question. He didn’t know how to answer it."

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"The strong and intimidating tower of Dunmor, looming tall atop the soaring mountain of Miranha, pierced the angry hoard of clouds that thundered upon the valleys around and gleamed in the slanting sunrays prior twilight. An omen of doom, some would have called this chancy setting. But none of them lived now, their age was long past."

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"‘Calm down, Maria,’ shouted Mother with the wind that whistled through the cart. ‘Nothing is going to happen.’ Even if Mother’s voice wavered a little, it hadn’t lost all its resolute vigour. ‘Father, take reins,’ she shouted stepping hazardously inside the jumping and sprinting cart. ‘Take the reins I say, you,’ she shouted.

This time the old man unfroze and looked at her, his eyes a pool of terror, and did as he had been told. As soon as he took the reins and occupied the place Mother had vacated, Mother took the rifle in her hands and loaded it with a cartridge. Then she sat on one knee and fired the round."

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I was ten and Maria, my little sister, five. And the most terrible night of our lives approached. Riots had scorched every part of eastern Russia. Tsar’s soldiers ravaged through the towns and villages overthrowing the mutinous lords and slaughtering their supporters.

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All eyes turned in unison towards the sparkling white ambassador that was swaying its way through the green rice fields to the village, something that was now called a rehabilitation camp of people from different villages which were affected. Most of them strangers but with the same story. Life always brings you to people who can relate to you. This time, it was death which had got these people together...

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Since his mail came in the morning, he was thinking about these three girls. Girls have a strange trait. While at college they stay in your minds and don’t let you study. While at work, they still stay in your heads and don’t let you work. That is the trait. Whats strange about it is that while you are busy screwing your own life and thinking about them, they pretty nicely manage to do their work, study and even think about Tom Cruise’s break up with Nicole Kidman or what Tulsi would do in the next night’s episode of Kyunki Saans bhi Kabhi Bahu thi...

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