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I Still Fear & Other Stories
I Still Fear & Other Stories
I Still Fear & Other Stories
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I am a kind of scavenger who picks shreds and pieces to give them an entertaining form, along with some points which could arouse thoughts in my readers’ minds.

One thing is for sure that I never write to impress or to impose my ideas, on the contrary I write to inform about the happenings which are so common in the Eastern world that they might sound unbelievable to a Western reader.

Almost all of my stories are inspired by real life incidents and they are very close to being realistic stories.

I hope you will like the stories in this book.

Regards

Raja Sharma

Juliana

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Woman for Pleasure

Scattered Poems

Join the Choir

Had I known...?

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LanguageEnglish
PublisherRaja Sharma
Release dateAug 26, 2011
ISBN9781465863010
I Still Fear & Other Stories
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Raja Sharma

Raja Sharma is a retired college lecturer.He has taught English Literature to University students for more than two decades.His students are scattered all over the world, and it is noticeable that he is in contact with more than ninety thousand of his students.

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    I Still Fear & Other Stories - Raja Sharma

    I Still Fear & Other Stories

    By Raja Sharma

    Copyright@2011Raja Sharma

    Smashwords Edition

    Chapter 1: Preface

    Most of my stories come from everyday life around me, for I fictionalize what I see around me.

    I am a kind of scavenger who picks shreds and pieces to give them an entertaining form, along with some points which could arouse thoughts in my readers’ minds.

    One thing is for sure that I never write to impress or to impose my ideas, on the contrary I write to inform about the happenings which are so common in the Eastern world that they might sound unbelievable to a Western reader.

    Almost all of my stories are inspired by real life incidents and they are very close to being realistic stories.

    I hope you will like the stories in this book.

    Regards

    Raja Sharma

    Chapter 2: Juliana

    We were expecting the arrival of puppies any day. My wife had already spread a mattress and some old bed sheets near the top of stairs on the fourth floor. It was definitely going to be a unique experience for all of us, and especially for my daughters who were more than excited.

    October 26th, 2008 was the day when, I think, God had decided to release rain with full force, as if the Divinity did want to add some spectacle to this live show. It seemed as if the sky had joined the powers to be an active participant by providing the show of light and thunder.

    It was about 11:00 pm when I opened the door of my study. I looked up and found Tyson with all shining motherly glare in her eyes, perhaps, trying to convince me that she was absolutely ready for the blissful moments when she would dazzle us with the puppies she was inevitably going to deliver. I smiled and called her softly. The obedient wagging of the tail was to convince me of her loyalty to me, the master, which I am ashamed of now, for the ensuing lines will reveal the reason of my saying so.

    At about 11:30 pm, Sita called me. My wife’s voice at this hour could only be the result of the long awaited miracle which we all had been praying for. Marie and Sherry came running from their room. Though their eyes showed sure signs of much needed sleep, the tokens of curiosity could not escape my fatherly observation. The little one seemed to be somewhat tense and worried but Marie stood firmly. Tyson was breathing heavily, panting and convulsing.

    Suddenly, my daughters shrieked and jumped with joy. A tiny form of life had just dropped from the dam. In the dark and shiny background of the mother, the white little puppy presented the image of a slow moving moon in the absolute darkness of the sky. The scene was really spell binding, and we all stood firmly, holding our breaths.

    Had he been a human, Bolton must have felt like a proud father, sharing his delight with others, but he was comfortably snoring in my study, having enjoyed the special meal that evening. He was unknown to the arrival of new lives, one by one, five altogether. He must have been in the dream world of dogs, perhaps, requesting his God for a shower of chicken bones some day.

    The snow white puppy thrilled everybody, and we had our eyes fixed on Tyson who was pushing hard once again, the indicator of the second one. Unfortunately, the next puppy was

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