Visions

 ‘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. ’ 

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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. 

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The 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.

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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.

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