As part of their #CelebrateBlogging initiative, BlogAdda.com, ran the first edition of Game of Blogs in September 2014. Five characters and their descriptions were provided. The objective was to write a fictional story revolving around these characters. Bloggers came together as teams and after three rounds filled with its own set of twists and turns, three stories made it to the end.

The three stories in this book are a fascinating example of how one set of characters can have interesting lives with completely different dimensions. Six Degrees is a result of how collaboration can truly breed creativity in the modern day world of connected living.


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Web Of Fate. . .

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Chapter – 17


Cyrus was really confused about his mood today. He really had good quality time with Jennifer, whom he had started liking for some strange reasons! But, on the beautiful evening with Jennifer the Dutta couple’s interference almost spoilt Cyrus’s perfect date. Though Cyrus was sure he was not in love with Jennifer yet, still he felt discomfort for Jennifer’s interest in Shekhar.

Cyrus kept on thinking the possibilities why young, beautiful and brilliant girl like Jennifer should be interested in a middle aged average looking stranger Mr. Dutta. In sub conscious mind Cyrus started comparing himself with Shekhar dutta and soon felt exhausted.

To divert his bugged up mind Cyrus switched on his laptop. Not like all conventional law students, Cyrus used internet more frequently and openly for recent cases, judgments and case progresses. Cyrus knew the need to keep self updated with latest information of Indian as well as international law suits. Apart from law, Cyrus had huge interest in politics as well as blogging. “Our country’s progress hugely depends on politics in our country and to impose healthy and positive politics, youth has to involve into politics with heart and soul”- Cyrus believed that strongly! Cyrus’s blog –“Exclusively Political”- was a very popular blog with lot many Indian and international loyal readers-followers. Cyrus had habit to read about current political affairs, analyze, research and write some update almost every day on his blog. He followed national and international newspaper, blogs, and newsmedia very closely to keep updated. Cyrus opened his blog and tried to divert his mind by writing a short blog post. Since two days Cyrus had been researching on collaboration and relations of political leaders with business tycoons with recent controversy of Mr. Manichandra Trivedi and Aryan Aahuja. Cyrus had whole story in his mind, but his heart was not cooperating. Cyrus started writing the post, his fingers ran onto keyboard mechanically and..

Cyrus could not believe what he wrote!

“Time is supreme power, Love is ultimate weakness…
Human chasing power, seldom values emotional wealth!
Money may be aim for many, does that repay for broken promises and unfulfilled commitments?
I, in the crowd of many, is lonely inside…
I, in the search of truth, haven’t lived lie?
Lie, colourless-rude and brutal…
I have been a living lie… since long…
I have been a lie…
In pursue of love and happiness, I have been a lie!”

Cyrus could not believe that he, who hated poetry, had memorized the poem perfectly and wrote it correct word to word. Though Cyrus’s head warned him to edit the post by deleting the poem, somehow Cyrus didn’t! Cyrus felt, he started liking Jennifer and this poem too!
Cyrus picked up his mobile and dialed Jennifer’s number. As even after 2-3 calls when Jennifer didn’t picked up the call, Cyrus started elaborating the post further.

“Stranger,Just for you, I am solving this puzzle too!
just for you, I am playing with poetic words too!
So that proves- Love, emotions make us weak!

You, stranger for me till few days,
Have been my priority today,
It proves- Time is ultimate power!
As I am chasing you, with every breath and tic of time,
You are slipping out of my reach, just like the running time!
It proves- you rule my heart,
and that power is making you, take my feelings for granted!
I said myself, I don’t love you,
I repeated it hundred times inside!
It proves- in search of truth, I am living Lie!
Lie that- I don’t love you,
Lie – colourless, rude and brutal..

Stranger dear,
Will you become the light of truth in pursue of my happiness?”

Cyrus almost cried with overwhelming emotions, without any visible reason!

Cyrus laughed and cried at once thinking- that he, a law guy, oriented in politics, actually wrote his first poem! Or he actually admitted truth to his inner soul?

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Web Of Fate…

Team : Vijeta


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                   Chapter 11


Walking like teenagers freshly fallen in love, Tara and Shekhar holding each other’s hand walked into Crossword. Crossword – Paradise for the Book loving souls. The walk from the Hotel to the Crossword was as lovely as it used to be 11yrs back when they were dating.

This impromptu stay at Delhi is nothing less than a Blessing in Disguise for their relationship. May be they needed this, mouthed Tara to herself while Shekhar was browsing his favourite genre. Tara could never argue whether Shekhar loved her more or the books, novels , novellas he was always engrossed into. Tara too started browsing books to accompany her book-worm husband.

In other corner of the Crosswords, a law student was having an hard time solving a puzzle. Puzzle, that Jennifer hoped could help her unravel the mysteries behind that letter.

~Why is this Puzzle so important to you?  asked a lil’ annoyed Cyrus Daruwala.

~And I thought Lawyers were intelligent ! Smirked Jennifer Joseph.

~Very Funny! See, I am a Law student not a Arts student replied cyrus making an ‘I am fed up with this puzzle’ face.

~Awwww!! Let’s try once more. Last time for today pleaded Jennifer making a puppy face.

~Alright!  Alright!!

“Time is supreme power, Love is ultimate weakness…Human chasing power, seldom values emotional wealth!Money may be aim for many, does that repay for broken promises and unfulfilled commitments?I, in the crowd of many, is lonely inside…I, in the search of truth, haven’t lived lie?Lie, colourless-rude and brutal…I have been a living lie… since long…I have been a lie…In pursue of love and happiness, I have been a lie!”
Finished Cyrus in one go without a pause or a moment to catch a breath.

~That was the most ridiculous way of reading something written so beautifully. You just killed the essence of the whole Poem. How could you Cyrus?

~ In my Defence, I would like to point out that sitting with a sexy girl in Crossword solving a puzzle is not my idea of a ideal Date, mumbled Cyrus.

~ You are highly mistaken Mr. Stranger, this is not a Date, replied Jennifer with a shy smile.

Whatever! Let’s forget this puzzle solving game of yours for some time, pleaded Cyrus.

Jennifer couldn’t control her smile seeing how irritated Cyrus looked at that very moment.

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A Web of Fate…

Team Vijeta

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Chapter 2

Roohi was rather happy that morning, not just her mother prepared breakfast and packed lunch for her to take away but also helped Roohi in getting ready for the school – which usually was taken care by her father Shekhar.

Tara was still feeling guilty about previous night, but was elated after getting an heads up from shekhar for the much needed holiday. Now, all she has to do is persuade her Boss to grant her leaves. ‘Not an easy task’ reminded Tara herself while leaving for work.


Delhi – famous for its freezing climate, as the Dilli walas call it Dilli ki sardi. It’s no less than a nightmare to travel to the outskirts of Delhi – Chattarpur on a December night thought Cyrus, while driving to the party venue – Kapoor Farms. Dressed in a black Denim paired with white T-shirt and a leather jacket, Cyrus Daruwala – a Tall, fair and handsome Parsi boy with cute curly hair and big specks , a Law student entered the Farmhouse.

Party was on full swing with endless food, drinks and deafening loud music and why not, all the Richie Richs of the Delhi High Society, the Page 3 people were present there.

Sitting at the bar, Cyrus observed a girl walking towards his direction. The Girl with the Tattoo – Jennifer Joseph , a Freelance Photographer, a native of Kochi (Kerala) dressed in shorts and Tee with lots of accessories. Jennifer always carried her most prized possession – her Nikon D800E DSLR camera with her.

Jennifer ordered a mojito for herself and got comfortable at one of the bar stools next to Cyrus. Hey there! , spoke Cyrus trying to start a conversation with the Dusky beauty sitting next to him. Hello! Replied Jennifer calmly.

Are you new here?
For matter of fact, I am. But what makes you ask this question?
Hi, I am Cyrus Daruwala.
Hello, Jennifer Joseph.
So, what brings you here, in my city, if you do not mind me asking.
Well, certainly not! I am a Freelance Photographer here for an assignment. What about you? What’s your story Mr. Cyrus?
I am studing Law and that’s my story. Hey, that’s my favourite song would you like to dance?
Well that’s my favourite song too. So, Yes!

The dance floor was a sight to watch, Teenagers showing off their cool moves on the present chart buster songs , Blue hai Pani Pani! followed by more energetic Badtameez Dil!

Music speakers kept roaring till the wee hours of the morning. As night kept passing toward its end, Cyrus and Jennifer’s conversation deepened and both of them exchanged their phone numbers to be able to meet again, given the fact that Jennifer had few more days left in the city.

Two days later Cyrus and Jennifer met again at the most busiest part of Delhi –  Connaught Place also known as CP. one of the largest financial, commercial and business centers in New Delhi.

Sitting under this magnificent heritage structure and sipping coffee cup after cup both Cyrus and Jennifer chatted for hours.

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