29 September 2015

Sunny Smile and Tempest Terrors

Hello Readers,
In this story, have tried something different. Though the key and interesting character is a woman, the power of narration is actually given to the male character, who is ordinary compared to the unconventional female protagonist. Hope you guys like it J

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He just knew it…though he couldn’t prove it..He knew he was right. That’ s alright. He’d wait. He had waited this long, hadn’t he? He could wait some more…for the right time. He had seen it too many times to doubt his theory. He was damn sure about it! But what can he do now? How does he talk to her about it when she is ignorant of the fact that she has the power..If he did talk, he would just succeed in freaking her out and driving her away from him! He didn’t want that! Not in the least! He’d rather keep his observations to himself.
He had known her for a pretty long time. They were kindergarten buddies. Now since both of them were in their early thirties, you can safely assume that they knew each other for most of their lives! It was when he was a teen that he had a hunch about it…but couldn’t understand what it was. Then, after a few years when he was in his early twenties, he first saw something that made things….well.. click! and he was able to view her in a different perspective. He still remembers it vividly, though the moment of realization was a decade back! It was her smile. Her dazzling smile! Sure, she had perfect teeth, full lips and two lovely dimples accompanied her smile every time… but it was dazzling for a totally different reason!  He couldn’t remember a single instance of her smiling when it was not sunny in the background…or to be precise, not a single moment when it didn’t turn sunny as soon as she smiled! Or a single moment when it wouldn’t rain when she was grumpy, or how the weather transformed to a glorious day when she smiled and when she laughed?! Well…the day turned magical! Yes. She had absolute control on the country’s weather! No…Not control…she was unaware of it. Her emotions where linked to her motherland’s climate! She was manipulating it without any awareness about the same! …She was the reason the seasons were so erratic in this country! It had confounded people all around the globe! This little nation just refused to follow the pattern and forecasts. But no one could complain about the unpredictable weather as the weird phenomenon had attracted people from all over the world! This relatively unpopular place had become the number one tourist destination! And of course this boosted the country’s economy. So …would it be alright if he told her she was behind all this? No! She freaks out at the drop of a hat. He has to be burdened with this secret for a little longer.
Back when he had first realized that his friend could control the weather, he had used it to his advantage whenever he could! He’d get a box of her favorite chocolates and send it to her as an unknown admirer. It’d usually work. She’d be in a good mood and the day would be sunny. He’d make sure the day went well whenever there was a game he was playing or if he had planned to take the pretty girl in his class on a date etc.. He was mean enough to upset her if he wanted the day to go bad for a lot of reasons. Yeah, He admits he was an a**hole.
But now, after all this time, he had fallen for her and how! He just couldn’t imagine being with anyone except her. It wasn’t easy to get her to like him but he eventually, he won her over. They were together since a few years and he had not tried to use her power to his benefit even once. He truly did love her now. He was extremely happy to be with her and did not mind being the secret keeper of this phenomenal fact. He vowed to himself that he’s reveal this to her only when he deemed her fit to receive this information. How wrong he was!
Things went very wrong. Though he had decided not to talk to her about this until the time was right, he did blurt it out and that too, in a very offensive way! He had been too drunk, too high to control his tongue, it wouldn’t have done the damage as much if she were stoned too, but unfortunately she was as sober as a judge
He woke up the next day with the world’s worst hangover.  It was only after he had drowned a couple of aspirins with a bottle full of water and felt the headache reside, did he have a look outside and was stunned to see that a tornado had ripped their town apart! He was lucky not to have been crushed under some debris! But he knew this would happen only when she’s petrified..but why would she be petrified? He was frowning as he was trying to add things up and then it hit him!! He realized what he had done! He panicked! He was wondering how he’d undo the damage he had done, he thought he’d blame the whole thing as a stupid drunken blabber. He was going from one room to the other in search of her and when he didn’t find her in the house, he lost it! He started screaming her name and was wildly running outside the house and onto the streets. He stopped after a couple of blocks and was at his wits end….she was gone. Any other time, he’d have concluded that she was mad at him and would come back once she cooled off. But now, he was afraid this was not the scenario. Not only was her absence disturbing him but something else was freaking him out. Ever since she had disappeared, after the terrible tornado had hit, the weather patterns were normal. This nation, her nation, was following the pattern that the rest of the world follows. It was totally normal and predictable. It was as if she wasn’t on the face of the Earth anymore. Though all logic pointed to the same fact – that she was dead, there was no conclusive proof of that and this drove him insane with the necessity to find out about his beloved.  
It had been 5 years since she disappeared from his life, and there hadn’t been a single day when the weather had misbehaved. Everything was normal. He was still trying to find her because he refused to accept she wasn’t alive. Then, he came across a traveler's blog in which the latest post talked about a far off land, totally disconnected from the external world, remote and isolated. Technology had not invaded this primitive land and hence not many knew of the place. Travelling there is a challenge and is highly risky. Tourists are shunned (not that there are many who try to visit!)  but what captured his attention and brought a spark to his lifeless eyes was this piece of information – the blogger had concluded the post by stating about the abnormal weather pattern he had experienced there!

He had finally found the light! He was right to hope all these years! He immediately started packing for the trip of a lifetime.

08 September 2015

Curse of ages

Hello Readers,

This one is again leaning towards horror...but I feel you'll find it different from the other Horror stories I've written previously. Hope you like it :)

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It was fate…definitely! No two ways about it…this is a pre-planned act by the Gods..The day she found the …thing. I cannot bring myself to call it what it actually is.. instead I’ll call it what it seems be – a camera.
She found it in the most unlikeliest of places – near the abandoned well which everyone avoids as it was spewing a weird smelling gas which made the person who inhales it extremely suicidal!
Anybody else, anybody sane, would have deemed the thing suspicious and would be wary to approach it, let alone touch it!
She saw it sitting near the well and willing her to come to it. She walked towards it hands outstretched as if hypnotized. When she neared it she could feel a kind of vibration from it..as if …as if it was alive! As if it was getting excited as she came near it! She didn’t hesitate for a second as she touched it…and suddenly…realization! Of a long forgotten past! It hit her like a jolt..she had to steady herself by leaning against the well..the realization was that substantial!
She was reeling from the aftermath of the realization and didn’t grasp that she had inhaled the weird smelling gas! That too a huge mouthful as she had gasped! With the comprehension came fear! But the gas had absolutely no effect on her! She felt a jolt run through her and had a look at the innocent looking camera in her hand…did this thing just save my life??  Whatever apprehensions she had about the camera vanished and a bond was forged between them that would never be broken.
She shared a past with this thing. She was connected to it across lifetimes. She acknowledged the bond for she could feel it, but could not remember the exact liaison of the past. But the feeling of the bond was good enough for her.
She always had her new companion with her. She never really used it for it’s apparent purpose for a long time. Then, one day, she decided to click the house help who had worked in her family for several decades. He was unaware that she had snapped a photograph of him watering the rose beds. She was astonished to see what her companion had captured. Apart from the physical attributes that it had so perfectly captured, it had also bared his very soul. What one’s made of, would be replicated in the photo. Others would just see hazy colours all around the actual photo but she…she could understand them .
She could see loyalty written all over the photograph of the elderly help. She just couldn’t stop clicking after that. Her companion disclosed the innermost secrets of everyone she subjected to be photographed. She saw it all – rage, passion, turmoil, suicidal, joy, etc… She had a clue on what some would project, while others came as a shocker. After clicking hundreds of candid shots of close ones, loved ones, friends, frenemies, strangers…..Then came the fateful day, when she finally had the guts to click herself. She set the …thing on auto and ran to the place that she had targeted. She waited for a few seconds during which it blinked (warningly?) red and finally….. **Click**
Her hands trembled as she went near the thing. She picked it up staring at the lens. She slowly rotated it and had to stop because her breathing had hitched to an alarming rate and she almost dropped it. She steadied herself and pressed the little button with a triangle on it. The thing had rendered the photograph taken which was the latest in chronological order, but she just sees darkness. That is because she has closed her eyes. With a huge effort she opens them and stares at the photo of herself. The horror! It all comes back to her! She now remembers what was the exact relationship between herself and the thing! She has made a mistake! Their relationship was not that of love or friendship but of mutual annihilation! And she has realized it now! When time has betrayed her! She had been so long in this form, she had forgotten the past!  This will cost her, her life..no…her eternity. By the time these thoughts had run in her head, she had already started to transform. From organic to inorganic, from living to non living, from flesh to stone.
The thing that is pretending to be what it’s not, is the Adamantine sword which has manifested as a camera to safely hide in a modern era for the cursed one was reborn in the very same era.
She was totally unaware of her legacy and her power had lied dormant within her. It was only when she saw the fateful photograph of herself that her powers were invoked but the very first victim of her terrible curse was herself.
She is Medusa. Medusa reborn in an modern era. Medusa reborn to unleash the wrath of the hells on earth. But she is thwarted by the sword of the Gods.

The world is safe…for now. Until the unspeakable one is reborn again.

The water we breathe

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