She was looking out of the store window, drinking her favorite coffee. When out of the blue a man showed up and sat down at her table, looking straight into her eyes and she felt an electric charge, unable to blink or break off the hold of his gaze.
The unfamiliar familiarity she felt, like remembering something that never happened.  He smiled at her and uttered a single line “its immortality, my darling! “, got up and went away.
Startled by sudden happening she tried to follow him, catch him only to find herself unable to move,  dizzy and chocking.
The coffee was poisoned, he found her for the 25th time in her 25th life.pexels-photo-948358.jpeg



You think she is hard to deal with,
She pushes you to your limits, to your breaking point.
To see if you’re really worth her time.
Its not superiority, no.
Its her way of shielding herself from more disappointment.
Most of you lose,
You blame her for making your inner demon roar out,
As if she puts those words in your mouth,
She made you act the most disgusting way.
But all she does is keep you away,
She is heavily guarded by walls around her,  you shiver in the wrath of cold wind, outside.

You think she doesn’t treat you right when all she wanna see is how you’ll treat her when you see her for what she is,
When she stops being this unapproachable mystery,
When you meet her inner demons,
When you walk in her darkness
And when she isn’t that happy go lucky as she seems from outside.
She just try to see if you are worth shedding her layers for.

Dark Light

Chapter 1
Odd place

‘I don’t think its a good idea guys. ‘ said timara for the fifth time.
‘ Cmon dude it’s fine.’ Rachel chirped.
‘I think we took a wrong turn’ timara tried again nervously.
‘No, we are alright just a little more.’ said David
‘Are you..’ timara tried again but karine cut her
‘Yes tee. Now shut up.’
Bored of the same places of the small town they decided to explore little outside the town they had been driving for hours now to some place victor found on the internet. There was not much details of the place and timara wasn’t sure if its actually there. But she had this odd feeling about it

‘Here it is.’ said Sean
And suddenly the place felt right to timara as if it was where they are supposed to be. it was like coming back to a place.
She walked out of the car and collapsed.
They thought it was her usual dizziness and she shook her up.
She had this weird vision of the place but she couldn’t make anything out of it.
She stood up and looked around.
It was like a old fort, long stairs leading to pillared boundaries of an open hall.
Oddly silent and still.
Strange charge in atmosphere that makes you jumpy. Its like Something is moving but when you turn around to look at it everything is just so so very still.
they decided to take a better look, to explore some more, to capture it.
It was Huge place and very difficult to keep track of the ways but somehow timara knows exactly where to go and what she gonna find out there as if she is been to that place before in a dream maybe.
soon the sun was setting it’s Twilight, atmosphere turned shivery.
they decided to call it a day and return but they lost the way to exit. they started calling for help and suddenly they saw an old man.
‘you shouldn’t have come here, you you should have left a long ago what brings you here…
he trailed off when he saw her
‘oh! I can see that one of you is pulled to this place and you guys came along you girl what’s your name? ‘he asked timara
‘timara you have a strange relation with this place don’t you feel it? I think you do.
what do mean? I have never been to this place. Timara replied.
don’t you? are you sure about that? Said the old man suspiciously.
‘yes timara you seem to know this place’ Victor intervened
‘No. I don’t. I have never been to this place I..
let’s get out of this creepy place. She said stubbornly her stomach dropping.
‘No. you can’t. this place invites you, you come by your choice but you can’t leave once you are here and after sunset its more dangerous to even try.’
‘This is rubbish. I don’t believe in this superstitious rubbish. We need to get out we need to get out now.’ yelled David.
No, we cant. As the words came out of timara’s mouth she was shocked.

To be continued… 

Enchanting Story

I waited my whole life For this to happen.That someday i gonna take a turn and the scene would be different.
Like narnia, hogwarts, fillory.I will dive in to a new beginning and after looking in every closet in every plateform between 9 and 10,Through every clock and
collecting many buttons.
Nothing happened until then.
Just when i decided to give up i stumbled across it.
I ran into an accident and woke up in it.

The beauty FORBIDDEN in my
World,the rainbows, the river, the scent of flowers,Birds chirping,Squirrels running.
Clean air,glittering land.
I also saw mister beaver.
A small pond of choclate and
Some candy trees of every flavor i saw gnomes squealing giggling And a fairy whispered in my ear.
“You came here oh mighty human!
To this ENCHANTED perilous place. ” PERILOUS ?
But its so beautiful so pure
I interjected.
” … and every beauty has a price.” She corrected.
The fairy choked with wide eyes and flew away in mist. I call for her but she disappeared so i tried taking a look around, went in the dense forest.
Something came behind me
Eyes blindfolded, i was lifted and i felt the earth moving then stopped when the smell of mud filled it. I ripped the blindfold off in the darkness. I stood up and looked around.there was noone. I was in a cave,the walls were wet. A little nudge on the feet i blinked and look down. Drawfs?
No goblins sir.
My name is mitaku and i m
Tarifi sir.
And i…
Ok hello.. Er.. so why did you kidnapped me? I asked
Because its not safe out there for you sir. Mitaku replied.
This is the world of beautiful ILLUSION sir.
Everything you can dream of is there, To some its just a good job or high salary
To some its a big plate of food, To some its a whole world. You made this world happen, so think what peril you must have added?
I.. I don’t know
Look around and think what it reminds you of?
The land is as beautiful as fillory, the creatures are as funny as narnians then if i added fillory and narnia there must be something of potter’s.
Is it dementors?
Or you know who?
Or pink fluffy umbridge?
Its black and fluffy no pink sir without a nose under a hood.
She is… She is..
We can’t take her name sir.
You know who is a she?
What is her name?
Lady voldemrige.
I gave a shaky laugh. It is really my imagination.

So i need to defeat her? Yes sir if you defeat her the kingdom will be yours.
Easy peasy its all in my mind isn’t it?
You don’t know the peril of poisonous thoughts sir.
You made it all happened by what you thought and once you think you can’t unthink it.
She is made up of your weaknesses, your worst nightmare, your worst memories. We have been keeping up with her but its you who needs to fight her or she will take over and this whole beautiful world will be enchanted with her darkness, we will all be frozen forever and you will suffer a fate worse than death.
I gulped. How do i fight her?
oh silly with all the goodness you have. Squealed a tiny little goblin girl from behind.
i told you to keep quiet terri said the leader mitaku.
So there are goblins and fairies and talking animals what else?no human?
I mean if there is a version of voldemort there must be
Alice? Hermione? Lucy?
I didn’t get you sir said mitaku
Obviously he is talking about the fountain girl. Squealed terri.
The fountain girl?
No no don’t stop her. Speak little one.

The girl who merpeople saw near the fountain, disappers in thin air. Dress in white,
Blond hair. Merpeople say she is a cursed witch. To free her from curse you have to kill the witch.
Lets kill the witch i said.
If you want to kill the witch you need to defeat her in her own game.
Its now or never. I have waited my whole life for a chance now is my chance to do something good, to be a hero.
I gonna challenge the evil witch i gonna save the good witch and i gonna rule this mind palace.
Marching out of the cave towards the battle ground.

The scene at the battle ground resembled that one stage i never succeded in the video game. She was there with a glowing sword laughing at me. I had my bow and arrow ready. Its simple three chances to kill and survive or lose and die.
I missed the first arrow, she moved so fast and i saw blood dripping, she got my shoulder.
With injured shoulder and shaking hands i aimed again towards when she came the white witch and whispered
Aim at the hawk, the evil’s bird. She gets her power from th bird. Kill the bird.
I know i just have this one moment before voldmridge knew what i did, i did it. She screamed with pain and fury and all went black. Every humiliating memory, every bad experience flashed around my eyes. The day he died, my father. The day she left, my lover. The day i failed. The darkness was growing on me slowly and slowly but then she jerked me up like a white light. Don’t lose it she said aim at her black heart but with the bunch of good thoughts, beautiful memories and happiness. you can do it.
I saw my mother’s face smiling, dad’s proud pat on my back, my dog running towards me and i killed the evil witch.
The sun shone bright.
The creatures yelled with delight
The beaver crowned me the king. The savior of my own world. She came smiling, more visible, more beautiful.
What’s your name? i asked
Alione she chirped.
Will you be my queen?
Oh but i already am.
This is my happily ever after.
I m here in my enchanted world.

He will survive, the accident was horrible..
“He may remain in coma for indefinite time” said the doctor.


I stumbled through platform 9&3/4 and some how ended up boarding the hogwarts express.
Enjoying the chocolate frogs and betty bott’s every flavor beans i went to hogwarts.
And it became a home to me.
Every time Hermione scored some points i tirumped.
I hopped on my broom to catch snitch like harry.
The mirror reflected my desire to be there.
The basilik tried to kill me.
I loved hagrid’s tea parties though his rock cake messed with my teeth.
I hated draco just for the fun of it and in potions me and neville almost failed.
My tea leaves predicted grim,
When the masmurderer was running amok, i try hiding in harry’s invisibility cloak.
I try befriending houselves
Though they weren’t in hogwarts a history.
I ate canary creams, feathers all over me.
I went to feed thresals with luna. She said i m as sane as she is.
Memory lane with Dumbledore right through the penisieve.
I skipped a beat when Hungarian horntail almost got harry.

Stupefy, expelliarmus, incendo
My patronus was a bird soaring.
Yes i was a member of DA
Rebelling against umbridge.
I went on search of horcruxes,
Invaded gringotts,
Trespassing ministry,
Morn over Dumbledore’s body,
Flew a dragon,
And fought in the battle of hogwarts.
Yes i did went there with

Harry ron hermione
Yes i lived those seven years
Several times through books and movies.
Cried with every death
Be it Dumbledore, fred, sirius, tonks, moody, remus or dobby.
Yes i won the triwizard cup.
Yes i was in gryfindoor, slythrin, hufflepuff and ravenclaw.
I studied with hermione,
Caught snitch with harry,
Got poisoned with ron,
Was laughed on with luna,
loved harry like ginny.

The book is my patronous to the dementors of life.


It was a rainy day, she was walking home from work without an umbrella when she met a stranger.
With sharing the same umbrella and sipping tea together soon the strangers became less than strangers.
Every night they met,
While walking from work.
Every day she talked
And he listened.
She smiled
And he stared.
She found a solace
In him.
The stranger became more than anyone else.
It rained again.
And she realised
It was the right time to confess.
Heart beating fast
And shivering voice
She started i…
But he stopped her
And apologized.
He said he isn’t what she thinks.
It can no longer happen.
There is no future for his being.
And she will never see him again.
And she never saw him again
He was gone as if he wasn’t ever there.
As if she imagined him.
Since then, every rainy night.
With his umbrella in the hand
She sat on the same bench


There is no such thing as past present or future. Its all time.
We do not live a century in the time consisting of uncountable centuries. What are we in the course of time?
Just like an ant is for us, Negligible nobody?
Time is infinite, we numbered it. Its passing, flowing like water in the river and we are like fishes going with it to our deaths but what impact do they have on river? What impact do we have on time? We do more harm then good.
We made a system out of it just to fool ourselves, dividing it. Saving it. Wasting it. As if it matters!
We are deluded into trying to leave an impact on it.
We think of future, in order to escape horrors of present.
We carry a burden from past.
And thats how we die.
And it does not matter.
Birth or death.
In an endless cycle of time.
What is death or birth?
And that’s what we are.
Absolutely nothing.

A Strange Encounter

He lived a busy life in the city. But he was never truly happy and he knew something was missing.

One night he walked up the hill overlooking his city. The thousands of lights couldn’t brighten his mood.
He turned around to walk back to his car when he saw movement in the bushes
“Who is there? ”
Panicking of being robbed he searched around for a broken glass bottle to defend himself. With a broken piece of glass in hand he called again.
“Show yourself ”
Not sure if he actually saw something or he imagined it. he turned again to leave when a voice came, almost a whisper.
” I don’t mean to hurt you”
He saw a beautiful girl standing in a short white dress, with long red hairs looking at him. It was difficult to say the color of her eyes but they must be chocolate brown.
She was barefoot.
“What are you doing here miss? ” He asked.
” I like up here. Its all so beautiful from here, you can’t guess the loneliness, the emptiness, the bitterness of the people who live in there.
You can’t see the faded paint of the buildings, you can’t hear the noisy honks or breathe polluted smoke. ”
she answered in a soft voice.
“True that’s why i came here. I m Dominique holden and you?”
“It doesn’t matter who you are or what your name is. ”
Why? He asked curiously.
” Wearing a well tailored expensive suit,
Shiny shoes not at all recommended for tracking to be honest, reeking of more than one perfume, a car waiting down the hill. a businessman.
More money than you can spend.
Boring, fed up with life, so busy that you cannot even afford to die,
sulking alone on a hilltop wondering what’s missing . ”
“Excuse me? ” he asked
Anger flushed on his face, he was angry not only because of her words but because of the truth in them.

” I have worked hard to reach where i m today at the age of 28 i have the biggest mansion of this town, i will soon be married to the most eligible bachelorette of this town and according to the growth rate of my company in 5 years I’ll have enough money that my next generation can spend their entire lives in luxury without working at all. ”

” Nice, Mr. Richy rich. You have everything that anyone in the town will dream of and still instead of resting on the soft comfy couch of your mansion you are here surrounded by Mosquitoes talking to a stranger you know nothing about trying to prove how lovely your life is..
“I m n.. Not trying to prove anything ” he yelled out.
” Sorry. i didn mean to shout “embarrassed he muttered.
She smiled.
” Who are you trying to convince me or yourself?”
“It doesn’t matter what you think. You are a nobody to me” he replied annoyingly.
“Yes of course it doesn’t. I m noone but a stranger. You can walk away now and we may never meet again. There are a lot of people in this town who admires you for who you are, respects you for your work, work under you everyday why does a strange girl’s who met you at a hill top matters?” she replied matter of factly.
He sighed “because you saw the truth noone else ever did and you have the courage to throw it on my face with a smile too.”

“Oh Dominique! Look, look at the city what do you see? Everybody claims to be working to earn happiness. They see happiness in monetary objects. You are no different. So far in your life you have earned to live in luxury but no amount of luxury can provide the happiness you are seeking.” He chirped

“But we need things to survive, lecture about happiness to an empty stomach or to a shelterless man on a stormy night. ” he answered smartly

” I never said money isn’t necessary but its not everything. ” she said

” Then what is it that makes you feel complete? How to be happy?” curiously he asked.

That i can’t tell you, i can’t tell you what can make you happy. That’s for you to figure out.

Ok fair enough.
what makes you happy? you can tell me that right? May be I’ll find my way to happiness through yours.

Yes. I can tell you that.
My idea of happiness lies in little things,
Freedom of being unapologetically me.
Compassion for needy.
When a stranger smiles back at me.
When i share my food with a dog.
Fighting for the love of my life.
Dancing in the rain.
Memories that are worth more than all the money in the world.
Happiness lies in true essence of life.
Living it the fullest.

Inspired by her words. He smiled after a very long time. The stranger’s words have sank deep and opened up a vault of hope in his heart. He remembered his childhood, things that he used to enjoy. Friends with whom he spent the happiest time of his life. The teenage love he never really got over with.

“I see you are smiling. I leave you here now” she turned and started walking.
” wait you haven’t told me your name” he asked, in his mind he was determined to know more about her.
She stopped.
“With what name would you like to call me? She asked.
“So you won’t tell me your name?” His heart sank.
“C’mon choose a name ” she said ignoring his questions.
After thinking for a minute he replied.
” ava”

“The bird” she laughed in the most beautiful voice he had ever heard.
“Good bye Dominique, hope you will find your happiness ”

She walked away.
” Wait… You haven’t told me about yourself, how can i find you again?”
But she was gone.

From Next day, he was determined to make a difference.
When he entered the office as usual every employee wished him good morning the unusual was his smile at them.
Half way through the day, he walked to the old age home and registered to be a part of regular visitor’s group.
They days went by, he found a new spirit in his life. A new approach.
He was no longer missing anything.
Marriage was no longer a business deal or a status symbol for him.
He was determined to find love.
It wasn’t about money making anymore either.
He was spending it with both hands for good causes, making sure no one sleep empty stomach.
Building shelter homes, education centres.
Each step of compassion was a step towards his happiness.
He took out time to meet his old friends, planning visits, vacations.
He went back to his old love, books every night sleep came peacefully to him.
He finally found solace in his own life.
He wanted to meet the person who changed his life.
Determined to find her, he directed his best men to search for her.
Asked around the whole town himself but she was nowhere to be found.
Frustrated by the failure he went back to the hill . his last hope.
But she wasn’t there.
He found a piece of paper there, a letter.

Dear Dominique,
I knew you will come finding me.
I hope you have found your happiness, don’t let anything take it away from you. Not even me.
Stop searching me as I m somewhere you cannot reach. Enjoy the beautiful life you have, for yourself and for me.