‘On 13 september, 2002, 31 year old James Padgett, a furniture salesman from Washington, was beaten and mugged by two men after leaving a karaoke bar. He survived the vicious attack, but was left unconcious, and sustained a severe concussion. Soon afterwards, he noticed that his vision changed.he also realised he had developed remarkable mathematical abilities. ’
Read FurtherCategory: Series
The Beginning
It seemed that all life had abandoned the place. There was nothing but silence around. A still, horrifying kind of silence, sucking the life out of everything that was left, unnoticed and lonely, left behind by time, to choke within it‘s own agony, anxiety and regrets. The rain began to pour down. The gushing ice cold winds trembled the trees, and the thunder shook the earth. The park was solitary. The only sound one could hear was the rumbling noise coming from the grey sky, and the pale rustling sound of the dead leaves, scattered all around.
Read FurtherThe End?
Sometimes I wonder were miscommunications the reason behind the fact that my feelings were never reciprocated by Kritika or was this first love of mine destined to crumble.
Read furtherThe Rumors
Things went as usual, I initiated talks with Kritika, struggled to find more ideas to discuss and extend the time I had with her. These useless efforts of mine sometimes made me sad and think of myself and my dignity. But even if I wanted to I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop, not because I loved her (Yep, I loved her, took me a while to realize) but because I feared the agony I had to suffer from if my cravings to look at her weren’t satiated.
Read FurtherThe One Sided Date.
Did I tell you that precocious lovers are moody?
I realized that Kritika wasn’t much interested in me, the fact that I always had to initiate the conversations and had to strive to keep them going on (because she didn’t ever had anything to say) made me conclude that I had no chance with her.
The Virtual Conversations
I had the number of the girl I desired, but not the courage to put up a conversation with her. After having typed ‘Hi Kritika’ and deleting every single character for innumerable times, I gave up. Teenage lovers are the most moody people you can find on the façade of earth, I waited for a spasm of desperate-confidence to hit me.
Read FurtherThe Number Game
After the great blunder I committed by believing in the words of Aditya, I was confused and desperate…
Read FurtherIntimitated
A person whom you didn’t even know existed suddenly becomes someone you would love to live for.
This happened to me by just getting a glimpse of her…
The story begins.
Sitting at the back-most chair I found unoccupied I sulked for having been separated from my friends and pushed into a group of strangers.
This is how my unfortunate love story starts.
soulstory.co.in 