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“Adniz would have never understood what was going on, he would have never helped Vikram. Vikram felt the pressure close in on him. He struggled to break free as Adniz climbed onto the ledge. He knew he had very less time now, it would all be over in a matter of seconds. His friendship with Adniz was ruined. It was do or die, die seemed likely.”   A Long Time Before…. Vikram...

“His palm was sweating. The morning breeze had set in and he was still sweating. He could not believe this was actually happening to him. Adniz looked around for help, he looked towards his trusted friend. Adniz reached his hand out and he pulled himself onto ledge. He wanted to scream, to bury himself in grief. He had no friends anymore, it was the end of it all. He knew he had to get to the bottom of this. It shouldn’t have been Vikram, it just could not be...”   A Long Time Before…. ” I can’t...

Adniz Zinda is the story of a normal guy with ordinary problems. Its not a story of a different kind of man, its the story of what the majority of the people go through everyday. Its a story of decisions and loopholes in human nature and what one kid does to protect his sanity. Its not a story that guides you but a story that lives inside of everyone of us. Adniz Zinda is an attempt to analyze what...

“You should watch out for that backhand of yours. It doesn’t sink in properly and you end up giving the opponent a real easy chance at a smash.” Adniz nodded as Vikram pointed some flaws in his tennis form. Adniz and Vikram were enrolled in the tennis tournament of their local club, and as fate would have it both of them had succeeded in making it to the finals. “Dude...

“This is your schedule for the entire year now, for the next one year you will be focusing on all the aspects of 12th. The subjects are easy and do-able if you are dedicated to them. Remember it’s time for CET preparation, that exam is an entirely different ball game. It is your race against time. “ Like all the other kids surrounding him, Adniz hung his head....

“Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep… Beep…” The monitors all hummed simultaneously as Vikram rushed inside. He had got the call from Sarang a good 10 minutes ago. “How is he?!” Vikram spotted Sarang standing outside the room. He jumped the moment he saw Vikram. “He is okay man, the bus grazed his Activa and he went spinning out of control and smashed against...