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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER 6

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 6:- “ H ave anyone informed the police?” A strong and firm voice came down through the stairs and started preliminary diagnosis of the injured patient lying on the stretcher, with his stethoscope. Dr.Amitabha Biswas, one of the top neurosurgeons in India, aged thirty five, wearing the as usual doctor uniform, rimless spectacles on his eyes was not only checking the senseless person but also had a quick look on the nearby persons. “I know Mr.Sushant the SP” Naresh remarked in the middle of checking. “Hmm. Its better you call him now. We are running out of time. He needs to be operated right now.” Dr.Amitabha said clearly to all of them. With immediate effect Mr.Naresh bring out his cell and called the required person at that moment. He can hear the phone was ringing. “Hello. SP Sushant Ranjan speaking.” “Sir. I am Naresh from Vishrantwadi. I hope you can remember me.” “ Yes yes. Te
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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER-5

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 5:- “ W e need to drive faster Naina.” Naresh uncle said pantingly. Keeping the hope alive is heroic but to make it worth is really tough if the luck and circumstances are not friendly. Flashes of anger were rousing against that unnatural power, all over the aghast face of little fighter. She was driving lunatically through the solitary road. After fifteen minutes of tenacious fight with fortune, from a distance, those three poor fellows were experiencing the glance of a lightning board written emergency on it. The car was moved and parked drastically in front of the door of J M Memorial hospital emergency section. Stepping out of the car promptly,Naina rushed through the hospital door and seeking for a doctor here and there. Her search was end up with a receptionist and two ward boys who were almost drowsy on their seats. “Maam!! Maam!!” Naina shouted at the receptionist. The lady in front of Naina w
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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER-4

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 4 “ O h my god !!” “When did this happened ?” “Where is the truck driver ?” “Who is this guy ?” “It doesn’t seem that he will survive.” Discontinuous chattering and the continuous glow of the headlight of the truck attract Naina and her mother towards the spot. Like all the other neighbors of the colony Naina was also shocked to see the ‘bloody’ mishap. For some moment she was paused. She was puzzled. She was firmly looking at the half dead person lying in front of her. Some grieve moments were capturing her mind boldly, aroused her past wounds terribly.  One another helpless doleful face were groping for help in her memory and incessantly begging “Please save me my child”  “Naina…Naina…What happened? Are you alright?” A sudden voice of Bibha shaked up the innocent girl and brought her back to the real world. “I have to save him” Naina whispered in a low voice. “What ?” Her mother shouted fir
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Are ebooks are considered to make films?

Are ebooks are considered to make films? Many folks asked this question whether an e book can be considered as a good script to make a film.  Well the answer is YES  If you have a good content in your story and you have good tools to publish it on websites then you can get the views automatically. One best way to upload your content in Kindle ebooks.  There are several websites are available to upload your content. You can just google it. Hope you guys got the answer.
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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER-3

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 3:- L osing the grip, unable to hold the momentum, Vishal, in an alarmed state, was running through the desolate road, nowhere to go. His soul was trying to be free from all the shackles of memory where the glimpses of his only love and life was howling.  That poignant injustice of life always had an endeavor to swallow his mind. He was somewhere in the hollow dark space from where he could not even imagined to illuminate a lenient moment. He was the only one who can understand his lament but failed to convince with the reality. His alarmed state had taken him in such a hollow space where he had lost the ability to listen the intense horn of the truck behind him. The driver suddenly pushed the brake but it was too late. The vehicle lost all its control to avoid the sudden collision. From the middle of the road the wretched fellow was thrown into the corner of the pavement. Blood spilled out from
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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER-2

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 2:- 22.07.2013, 10:00 PM “Why are you shouting at me like this way amma?” Naina replied. “Why do you need to go in these kinds of late night parties? What is the point of enjoying life in this uncultured manner? Just look at your dress. Huh!! Is this the..” “Oh come on amma, please don’t start again. It’s fashion. Don’t you get it? People do not wear sarees in the parties. I like these dresses. Everybody likes these. Please do not interfere in my dressing sense or any personal matters. I am an adult now. You are old fashioned but….” Slapppp….. Naina’s left cheek turned red and her eyes were wet. She paused for a moment, looking her mother’s furious panting face and then ran into her room. “Do not ever dare to talk to me like that or show me your nonsense audacity.” Bangg!!! The door of Naina’s messed up room was shut with a sudden thrust. “Enough is enough. I should have controlled this
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OUTSIDER-CHAPTER-1

OUTSIDER FICTION BY  RAKESH SAHA Chapter 1:- July 22, 2013, 11.30 PM …… A fter a long hectic schedule of software expo presentation and analysis, Vishal returned to his residence. His place was well furnished. There were lots of furniture, trendy dining set, 42” wall mounted LCD television, etc. in a word everything was there for him.  It’s general for him to get back to home in the late nights or midnights. He really didn’t care about the time or which day it is. Time just became an excuse for him to survive. All he knew was just work and only work. After finishing dinner with two chapattis and dal makhni, made by his 60 years old maid, he put his head on the cushion, laying on the sofa and turning on the CNBC channel. It was 12.45 AM. Though his body was tired but his eyes were not ready to be calm and quiet. He was constantly changing the TV channels. He rose up and decided to take a shower. He went to the bathroom and turned the shower on. Slo
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