I know no one is going to read it that is why I am writing this.so starting with my life began with my birth. I was born on October 10 ,2005. ( and by the way if someone is still reading this please don't because it's so boring and even I am bored that is why I am writing rubbish). I was born in a typical religious Indian family. You know in India women are not given much freedom and at that time my mom was also not free to go out of the house. Right now I am writing it as a matter of fact but my mom told me some stories of my childhood she also told me about the strict rules of our family and I was like what the fuck is that!! she was not even allowed to go out !! I mean she have to spend her entire day at home. Now I think if I would have been in her place I would have freaked out. I can't live more that few hours at my home. Due to some excuses I always have to roam around. But right now there are not such rules but still get scolded by my uncles and auntys that I should not wear shorts even I the house and when I asked why they said "what if guest from our village comes without informing and they will see you in shorts. they will think that we are spoiling you alot " I mean what is wrong in shorts and I am not wearing it out of the house(it is strictly prohibited because other boys will see you with wrong intentions🙄) So let's not talk about my uncles and auntys but my mom and dad. They are the best. They allow me to do what ever I want untill and unless it is not wrong. Though I still don't have that much freedom but that's ok because I am still a teenager and I am super ok with this much freedom . So a basic problem in India is education for girls. Many girls in India don't have or don't receive a proper education and from my writing ( though I am not that good ) you can guess that I have received a good education and you know what our school have received the best school of Gujarat(my state )award ,so I can say that I study in the best school of our state and I am also one of the topper of my school(because there are alot of ranker and the competition is so tough ) i am basically good in studies and  I also have alot of friends but only one true and best friend but she is leaving the school after this academic year which is now almost over because my final exams are going on now (still I am doing time pass shame on me) so I will not be able to meet her every day. We have promised to be in contact with each other but then also I am going to miss her alot. But after thinking alot about this I have accepted the fact that change is a part of life and we should welcome it happily. So I am now super excited to make new friends in high school but even a little scared but I know I will handle it .so this much time pass is enough now I have to study (I don't know whom I am informing this because I am sure no one is going to waste their time on this but still I poured my heart out and right now feeling light-hearted because  right now at my home in my room and on my bed I don't have anyone to share my feeling to ) SEE YOU LATER SHRUTI (as I told you no one will read it so I told it to myself) By the way my name is Shruti Kailash Yadav so you can call me SKY in short .

*Anjali pov*



"Walk when you think. Think when you walk and see the perfect moment that's when you caught" I said to myself kept walking in the busy street of Korea.

I yawn cracking my knuckles, passing by the shops. I woke up early in morning as last night I wasn't able to sleep. Even being tried as hell, and that girl is sleeping like no tomorrow. I already left the note for her so she would behave like human rather then monkey screaming as if I'm kidnapped or dead somewhere. 

Three days we have a day off we can go anywhere we want and do whatever we want too. Then from the fourth day the they will start recording us too. But not to go to far away, come back before 8pm and many blabla rules. Leaving that aside I'm so excited for the competition. 

Yes isn't it like we would become sooooooooeeee famous and so fabulous hehe.. Likely filming us everytime except the time we enter in out of our room. As there is a thing call personal space. Today we are going to sign a contract for this competition about the terms and conditions things.

I didn't knew there would go this deep for things, all this are the stuff behind the camera. Puff they also went with many details and also took away our passports so we don't run away except the time we want to go back home for some valid reason.

Opening the door of the coffee shop as I enter in. Walking towards the reception as I odder cold coffee with wipe cream and choco chips on top. Nom nom Tammy!! Yammy.

Smiling as I walk towards the an empty seat near window keeping my bad on side as I remove my diary and the phone which were in envelop were clicked all the way of my journey I reached here. As I just removed the print out from the photoshop. 

Licking my lips as I looked towards the waitress who kept my odder in table smiling as she walks away. Breathing out as I stared to do my work writing and sticking the pictures taking the sip of my drink at the same time. Wait I really want to know what they do like use on their skin is so so soooo beautiful... 

"Long way to go girl... As I have to buy a new diary as it's almost getting over" I said talking to myself writing the thoughts of it. Turning the page as it almost seems to get over soon. Maybe 10 to 15 pages. 

"Hello there, is this seat taken" a voice said as I look up towards the mainly voice shacking my head no. Going back what I was doing.

"Can I have a seat? as other charging points are already taken" he said as I nodded my head. "Thanks a lot" he said as I smile looking towards him nodding my head as he sits down plugging in the charger. 

Taking another sip of my drink. "So....are you new here as I didn't saw you here before..." he asked 

"Yes as I just arrived here yesterday... "you said closing the book as I began to pack my stuff. 

"Wow that's cool... ... By the way I'm Kim Ju-ho " he said looking towards him as I smile in response. He is having black hair, bright dark brown eyes. Jawline is like the moment we touch it will cut the finger tip. He was wearing a leather black jacket which has features around the collar. Some buttons placed here and there. Maybe he is tall like Christmas tree really. In front of him I must be looking like a child. Totally like a Oppa you would always wish for. 

"Hii I'm Anjali, Anjali Roy pleasure to meet you. " you rise your hand in front of him to shake as he did the same.

 "So you are an Indian...it has been a long while I went to India." he said as my eyes become wide shaking our hands as I began to shake up and down faster. 

"What really... Where did you travel?" I asked pulling my hand back. Looking towards him who seems to be a bit taken back. I just gave him a tooth smile. 

"3 year's ago for a a business related stuff in Delhi. And then a trip to Mumbai. Namaste aap ka, swagat hay South Korea may" he said  joining his hands together, I gaps covering my mouth. 

"Wow!! really that's cool as I'm from Mumbai!!! here I'm for photography competition and you are like multi talented person. You know Hindi too. I was blessed with kdrama to learn Korean language , using other apps still no use stuggle with the grammar and stuff" I said smiling taking another sip.

"Thank you, but Korean language it isn't that hard tho. I will help you to learn Korean language you know." he smiles. "Oh what about the photography competition. I had taken part in that too. But I wasn't selected tho. See to my age almost 24 years." he said rolling his eyes as I gave him a sad smile. 

"But you know there is always a next time so try try till you succeed but are you over 24 year's you don't look like...." I said smirking at response.

"Do I look old or young???" he asked tabing my chin as I check him out...  

"OK you look average...  More side of youngee one 20 or 22" I said I giggle as his mouth opens wide. 

"wrong as I'm just 23 year's old" he paused "and can I guess your age??" he asked 

"Isn't it rude to guess the age of a girl/womes age but I will let you guess mine tho" I said giving him a toothly smile.

"Maybe not more then 15 or 16 as that's where the age group of the competition starts but still you look quite younger" he said folding his hands over his chest learning back on his chair.

"Wrong answer, I don't know why I always hear that I look childish but I'm 18 year's old" I said glaring towards him. 

Steve eyes becomes wide, "What?? Wow!! Then it won't be illegal to date a beautiful girl like you" he said learning forward. As I sign in response taking another sip as the zooorrrrr. Sound comes from my drink is over. 

"Wow!! But sorry to say I gotta to go byeeee if out faith brings us next time. Will meet again I guess so?" I said taking my bag. Getting up from seat I  him a wink. 

"Oh?" jooho paused "Okay but wait a second..." he said removing a pen and a small diary from his bag which I didn't notice was besides him. Scribbling in it as he gave it to me.

"Here for you, if you change your pretty mind of yours" as he tear the page from it giving it in my hand. Smiling as I take it with me with the empty cup in my hand.

"oOkee byeee Steveeeeee" I said walking out of the door... Rolling my eyes as I threw in the dustbin with the empty cup. 

Wow! Got to meet a play booiii as in YouTubers who lives here and visited here weren't lying. Just I step my foot out of the doors. Really date a beautiful girl like me. What in the name of cheeseburger, like the cheeseburger are more tasty then then his stupid lines.

"I was impressed as he said he visited India and knows hindi. But Zombie freeking just to get my freeking attention" I faked laughed just disappeared after 10 seconds. 

My cheeks are hurting like hell smiling like a freaking creep. He was handsome but not of my taste. Vid she would gladly flirt more then me. I don't even know to flirt. Even if I did I know it will turns out to be a disaster. 

Walking away from the cafe, I started looking for the taxi just in search for a new destination for now as I still have 2 hour's in my hand for the lunch time. 

Before I could rise my hand. Suddenly some one caught my arm pulling me back as a shiver pass through me making my heart skip a beat. As a gush of wind passes through me my breath began to up and down...stupid this isn't movie!!!!! But nothing happened like that just made me annoyed as f. 'Who the freeeekkkkk dare to touch me' 

Looking back up to see a tall guy with black hair strong jawline. He is tall as lamp post. Wait lamp post no no no. Not that tall but maybe he is 7 inch??? Or I don't even know my own hight stupid. Looking towards his eyes with deep gray eyes fair as milk wait all of them here are like mily milk. More like a model glaring down towards me. As his face is covered with mask. 

What did I do that he is glaring???

"What???" I asked as he closes his eyes taking a deep breath as he bends down. Feeling as his nose touched my neck. This made a shiver pass though me. Is he shiffing like a dog wtf are you kidding me, as if I forgot to breath as he open his eyes again.

A werid sound like 'grrr' like a dog as my expression turns blank. Giving him a weird look. It's like this guy is more in to supernatural stuff then me. First a fluter and now this. Pushing him away which was no use as he stronger then me. 

If he doesn't leaves me I will really bite him and scream now in 3... 2-

"Mate!" he said breathing out closing his eyes his finger making a circle in my arm. 

"Kate Pete pet,you are not my mate." I said as he gives me a disgusting look opening his eye's. 

"You are a-A human? " he said taking his hand away as if he touched the most disgusting thing ever...

"Hum hum you C word. I'm a humanaaa so what? are you then a vampire, or naga, or a mermaid, a witch wait witch is a women. Let's go by wizard, angel, crow wait a crow isn't a supernatural being oh yes a zomb-" looking towards him just to give me a blank look. The guy left my hand as if I burned his skin, rolling my eyes as I just walk away from him. 

Wait a second, breathing out as I turn back glaring towards him. Kicking him on his sun doesn't shine up at the sky. "Pig!!!! Flitter one flatter flat if you ever try to cross my path I will SEW YOU LIKE I SEW THE DRESSES AND PUT YOU BEHIND THE 4 WALL PRISON!!! " I yelled the last part turning and walking away from him. As he grows, holding his sausage egg. 

Looking up towards sky as I looked back towards the road rising my hand  straight showing my thumb up a yellow colour taxi came in front of me. 

Getting in the taxi telling him where I want to go as the driver nodded his head started to drive away. Looking out of the window as I put my head out showing him the middle finger just to see as he run his hand over his hair,  smirking I get back in seat. Learning back  I sat conformably in seat... 

"So weird.... All things are weird no one is normal all are abnormal." as I sign in response looking out of the window. 




*Unknown pov*





:::::Warning....  Blood and abuse contains in future.... Read it on your own risk..::::::::.

"You killed her" the boy screams looking up glaring towards the guy in front of him. 

"Yes" as he just smirk in response, "so what did I did" he pause for a second "a mistake??" he asked learning down towards the boy not older then his 20 year's old. 

"YO.... YOU HAA....*HOW COULDYOU HOW COULD YO.... KIL... KILL HER... how could you..." the boy sobs as his cries echos the empty cell trying to break free from the caff of sliver chain.. Making him harder to breath as his vision becomes blurr.

"Ellaa...el be.... Baby wake up...ple pessssss PLEASE WAKE UPPP WHY ARE YOU...  PLEASE..wake up pl please~" the boy screams at the end struggling to break free for the chains trying to get on his knees to hold her in his arms. As he struggles to reach towards her. 

"You.. You know... You knew she is-"

"Was she was your mate.... " he asked giving him a sad smile which is seen through moon light falls upon his eyes making his other part of face darker..  

"You are heartl... HEARTLESS HOW COULD YOU....  I WOULD HA... HAVE SAID WHAT EV... EVEV YOU WANTED... YOU COULD HAVE KILLLED ME RATHER THEN HER...  Why.... Did you...???? WHY DID YOU YOU ARE A FU**ING SH#T YOU ARE A HEARTLE-"

"yes I know I hear that a lot my dear... But it's your mistake to attack us and she killed many of my members of my pack .. So she deserves death... As she did killed someone who had his mate! Eye for an eye boy" he said

"But it wasn't her it wasn't her fault she was odderd to do that to-do th- you you killed my mate the one.... I loved the most...  The one I...  I can't live without-" the boy cried. It bacame hard for him to breath. 

"Love... Mate such a pretty story..  This things  just looks good in stories the reality...  This is reality much worst much hurtful then stories... As stories are just stories not reality" 

"Mate....  Hhahah. Mate..." The boy grins his teeth "You killed my mate.... Do you even know what mate is..oh wait a dirty pig like you doesn't have it... As you didn't met your mate... And I curse you that...I CURSE YOU! That your mate will DIE. She will the moment when you falls in love with her she WILL DIE MUCH-MUCH WORST DEATH THEN THIS MUCH WORSE SHE WILL DIE AND YOU WILL BE THE REA-" before he could say something more.

As a growls echos this time with a scream as the boys neck was ripped off as the blood splash all over the guy over the wall. But this didn't stop him. He continues to keep ripping  his hands his limps apart punching in the wall.. 

Then he stops breathing heavily his eyes black as darkness his fingers turned into crawls. His white shirt all red wet with blood. As a scream echos the dark cell once more. Which was his the howl of pain all over the cell. Looking out of the small window towards the moon glaring towards it. The howl follows with it. 

No one dare to interrupt him to go and check what's going on. They don't want the death wish for themselves. They know who is the the king of werewolf known as the child of the moon the cold heartest of all.

The one who has a side which is hidden from the world of human. The world which is hidden from the eyes of human. The world which is still between us we know it exits but we take it as story something into fantasy world. 

The world of creatures non-human as we human prefer we don't want anyone rather then us. The humans as there are like many them in societies, which we can't even count in fingers. 

As the guy who is covered in blood breaths out, his crawl turning back to normal. His body does the same ripped white shirt wet with blood which is also dripping Down from his jaw. 

Looking up towards the small window as the moon light falls upon his face as his eyes which are still black blue vins on his face. Grinning his teeth. 

"I Kim Saesbyeol the Alpha King of Royal Red Moon will reject My mate the day I met her" he said...

I thought you would be just a crush, or just a stranger we meet in every day life, or someone who will love me uncondistonally. It was not my dream world crash where every think is in control upon my brain,but this dream came crushing in to reality. It was not just a dream I dreamed every night, you changed my dream to pure nightmare. I thought I could make you fall in love but the thing I didnt knew you can break my heart where I reached in darkness where I was.

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"Mate are just a weakness in life as you are. You are nothing to me you sl*t who just want boys for their money. You can do anything for mony even sleep with them... did your dad didnt slap you when you started to do this shitty things oh did you sleep wit-" as he was cut of by a slap in his face.

Anjali Roy an Indian girl, at last her dream is going to come true to become a photographer where she has won the first round there. She thought she was just going to go in Califoniya and make her dream come true. But not just one dream where there are her nightmare waiting for her to. Two different life, spacies, personality, their heart meets together their fate their soul is joind by mooongoddess herself. 

One has a pure heart of love and mind of carzyness lives in her own world, the other heart less and the mind of evil. Will they two are perfect for eachother or just ends breaking eachother

I am a 13 year old who loves reading .I thought that I cold give a try in writing and here I am .Never expected anyone to read my book and Thank you to all who read it.I live in India so we have English as our first language so there won't be many grammatical mistakes.We have compulsory creative writing in English so all of us are used to writing lame stories.I know currently nothing much is happening in the story but I can assure that by the weekend the story will get interesting.

what if, your marriage was not your own choice

Hello to everyone who is reading this. 
I love stories,  and this is one of the stories which I have grown up listening to.
(I do not own this story as it is one of the major Hindu epics) 
Each region in India has its own version of it, I have listened and read almost all of them. 
The story which I am writing hear is my own understanding and compilation of all the different versions of the same story. 
The story which you are about to read is as the title says "MAHABHARAT: Through my eyes" so I am sorry to the people who are offended and I deeply apologize to them. I will try to keep this story as neutral as possible and not put my biases in the story. 
I am simply a narrator. 
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I am writing this story for the people who are unaware about this of have some misconceptions of the mythological epic. 
Whenever there is a requirement of extra knowledge of gods or some uncommon objects of places I might go on a tangent. 
I will  be using some sanskrit and hindi words so please bear with it. 
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So without further ado let's start with the story

This is my version of events of  an Indian epic Mahabharat. 
This story down to its core is about brothers fighting and killing each other over property, but there are immortals, magic weapons, grate warriors, sages, curses, gods, demons davas and much more. 
To find out please read it. 
This is my first time writing and I have not found my style of writing yet so I might experiment a bit so sorry for the inconvenience. 

*Lastly I would like to say, from this story you will find that words have grate power it is like an arrow or a bullet once fired it can not be taken back "

due to super cyclon in india 
currently i am unable to upload this story
because my house got destroyed and I have to take refuge , under this condition I am currently unable to access any electronic device
all electricity in my area is gone now I am writing this with my phone which is low on battery





And all the readers who are reading this book
if you like this work 

then give this story a rating of your own

some sort stories of taboo

This story is a complete work of fiction; any resemblance to anyone, alive or dead is pure coincidence. All of the characters in this story are 18 years and older.



I copy this from literotica.com

Greetings to all my readers, I wish to say something to you.

Firstly, I want to apologise to all of you. All those who have found this fanfic to be enjoyable, I truly apologise to you for not so inconsistent in writing the chapters of this fanfic or responding to you all. There have been multiple reasons for why I was inconsistent but it doesn't change the fact. I hope you forgive me.

Honestly speaking, I had started writing this fanfic with nothing concrete in my mind. I was just fed up of fanfic in those days that I felt that I must write something better than fanfics with those pussy main characters and all. I didn't expect you all to like this much, however, much can be contributed to the fact that it was one of the first Against the Gods Fanfic here. Nevertheless, I am very glad for all the support you have shown me.

Even before I had started writing this fanfic, I had been writing a novel. It isn't a lewd novel I guess haha... It's something I have been working on since 2-3 years. Its outlook is also not like that of an official novel but still, I have done all I can do alone, writing the novel, editing it and everything. Some friends helped me, but eventually, I completed it by myself.

I am from India, and in 3rd year of my Engineering. I guess I found my passion too late as I had already joined the college and wanted to graduate before working actively in the writing field. However, near the end of my first year, I had already started writing this Fanfic. Perhaps it was because of my lust of popularity or because I also wanted to write a Douluo Dalu fanfic, I started writing about it too. I guess I chewed off more than I could bite. Writing three novels at the same time was far too taxing. Especially when I had to give out regular chapters. I even started using p.atreon to collect money for advance chapters because I wanted to prove to my parents that I could earn through writing as well. My parents were convinced but I was seriously exhausted after a month or two. I couldn't go anywhere and spent all my time on discord or writing.

After that, I was interested in a girl I met online. She was from the same country as me. I was infatuated with her. The time talking to her was so relaxing that I slowly found myself getting out of writing. I slowly reduced my time in writing and started to talk with her more. However, she soon found someone else she liked so I got a little angry. We had a quarrel and I was pretty much pathetically depressed. I know I was in the wrong but I still couldn't control my emotions at that time. I was quite pathetic, I guess. Haha...

Anyway, I am out of depression. I had started watching animes again because of a bit of my free time and study for engineering. (I pretty much failed in quite a few subjects in a few semesters so I had to reappear in those exams again. Had to study all that too...) In a bit of my free time, I read some novels. I tried to improve my writing style and felt that it has improved a lot. During that time, I kept my mind focused on my main novel and kept everything aside. I just wrote something now and then for fun. It was to try out whether it would look appropriate in my main novel or not.

I have said it before but I guess I will say it again, I wish to turn this story into a manga story. I know I am not from Japan, it's probably a little preposterous for me to think of making manga and publishing it. Even after that, I have little hope of gaining popularity. However, I still want to make a manga. I am going to hire an artist and discuss a long term plan with him to ensure that it would come to reality even if it costs me a lot.

Currently, I have released my novel on the Kindle (Amazon), I won't say you must buy it. In fact, I urge you not to buy it if you do not like it. That will be your own decision. I just want you to read the free preview available on kindle, just tell me if you like it or not. I just want to know a bit of your viewpoint if you will like the story or not... I haven't asked anyone known to me to review the novel because the first few reviews I wish for are the true reviews. I just want to know whether my story is worth reading or not and let you be the judge of this fact.

This was what I wished to speak about myself and the story.

As for the questions concerning this fanfic, I do have a few ideas planned. My online classes are probably going to be suspended in a few days because of some ridiculous news in our country. I wouldn't want to bore you with details, but yeah, it is so ridiculous that I can't even speak of it here. So, yeah, I can continue this fanfic soon enough.

Just please read the free preview available on kindle, after that, buying or not buying is your own choice.

The name of the novel is [Rising Warriors] by [Anshul Gupta].

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B089KRRZS5?ref_=kin_pc_dp

If this is not the link for your respective countries, you can redirect yourself to your countries server. I don't really understand how it works but it should be available in all countries.

Thank you for listening to my rabble. Sorry for making it so long, hehe...

This is my version of Fanfic of Against the Gods Novel.

Ryusuke is an otaku with 238 IQ. He dies in a car accident and reincarnates after beating God 100 times in chess.

"What ? You have the Star God's Broken Shadow ? You thought you were fast ? I, your father have Shunshin."

"You want to play mental strength with me ?Come here and see by yourself ! Let me show you why my Uchiha Clan has been feared to its massacre ! Kotoamatsukami!"

"Oh ? You have a Evil God's Profound Veins ? Not bad, not bad indeed, but let me show you real Profound Veins, Primordial Chaos Veins."


I also have a Douluo Dalu fanfic so if you guys want to read it then go to...

https://www.webnovel.com/book/12126574706963705


Join my Discord to ask questions about the story ahead.

https://discord.gg/Ehcy9df

Hi. You don't need to know my name because for what I am about to tell you, I need to remain anonymous. You may try searching for me on social networks or on web search engines but you will not find me, at least not the true me and even if you do find me, I will deny ever writing this. After what happened to me, I need to tell about it to the whole world but fear that people will take it to be a joke and some may think it as mad. So here I am, with no name, anonymous characters and an untold story-

This happened to me 2 years ago. And if any questions are arising like where I was for last 2 years or why it took me so long to actually tell this, please have patience and read further.

I was on a summer holiday trip to northern India. My father is very rich but extremely busy businessman. After 5 years (which involved quarrels with mom and my nagging that from next year my board exams will start and I won't get a chance to travel with them), my dad finally agreed to take us on a month long trip which involved a 20 days 21 nights trip covering 5 states of india.

This happened to me when we were in shimla. Mom and dad were busy shopping. I was already done with my shopping and bought a cool jacket. But my mom was taking her time deciding which shawls to take and dad, being a great husband(or at least pretending to be) was helping her . I told them that I was going to walk to the hotel from there and they can take the car. They agreed, with as usual notification/warning from mom to be careful and not stray from the path. But I was a rebel and never listened to them (or maybe I should have!).

I left at around 7 in the evening. The sun had already set yet there was a faint light in the sky. But in a few minutes, it was pitch dark and cold also started rising. Thank goodness for my hood jacket and my mobile flash. I was walking on the road when suddenly i saw a fork in the road. I immediately checked Google maps but surprisingly it showed only 1 road. I cursed Google maps for missing this. But then the adventurer in me got curious . What's on the other road, the road not on the Google maps? So, I was about to go when suddenly a man came out of nowhere and warned me not to go on that road. I said the name of my hotel and asked the person if the road leads to my hotel and if it is safe. The person said that the road is a shortcut to my hotel and is indeed perfectly safe in day but not in night as it is HAUNTED.

As I already told you, I was a rebel and so naturally ignored the man. I wanted to investigate it and so went forward on that road when suddenly my phone went out. It didn't start even after repeated tries. I thought that maybe my battery died.

At that moment the street lights came on and I was surprised to see that a shooting was going on. I realised that due to spooky nature of the road as well as an abandoned bungalow nearby, there was a regional movie being shot here and the man was trying to frighten me from coming here and interrupting the shooting.

The director saw me and welcomed me there. He asked for my name and told me if I wanted to work in the film in a small role. It was a dream come true for every child. I was very happy and then asked them if there was any charger with which I can charge my phone. They didn't have one. I didn't remember my dad's mobile number and so there was no chance of calling them. Then I was taken to the make up van where I was given costumes to wear and makeup was applied on me.

Then they explained my role.It was a movie sent in 1900. I was to play the role of a terrified village boy who was kidnapped and delivered to the bungalow by the villagers of a nearby village to be the servant to the monster who lived in the house. Then by coincidence, the hero and heroine come in the house seeking shelter and they get trapped by the monster. Then I meet them and together with them, we trick the monster and try to get free. But in the end, when we do manage to get out ,we all realise that we have all been turned into vampires just like the monster, who was a vampire as well and that the rising sun will kill us. So unwilling we go back into the house to become the vampire's servants/family.

It was a great story and the shooting was also completed on schedule. I gave a great performance. All that drama club practice paid off. I looked at my watch and saw that It was 4 in the morning and I was really late. Everyone would be worried. So without telling anyone a proper goodbye, I left for my hotel. But when I went to the place where the hotel should have been, I found that there was no hotel. When I went to a nearby shop to enquire, I saw a newspaper with a date 2 years in future.

So that's why I am writing this. I am back with my family. They were relieved to see me alive. My parents had broken down and had lost all hope of finding me. They thought that I had some kind of psychotic episode and had imagined the whole thing. The doctor also said that it is possible that I have forgotten the last 2 years due to retrograde amnesia. Although till now, nothing could explain my absence of 2 years.

The more surprising fact is that 2 years before, the movie came out and became a super hit, making me quite famous. But it was even more surprising when I learnt that I was the only one to come back from the crew and that too because I left without telling anyone.

Today I am writing this, with no clue about what actually happened. The only things that I can say with confirmation is that today, thanks to the success of the movie as well as the mystery of the disappearance of the entire crew, I have become a well known star of Indian cinema and have done some very good movie roles. But that night changed me in ways you can't even fathom…..because from that night on,i became what i performed…. i became a daywalker VAMPIRE.

My name is Debojyoti Sengupta. I read in class eleven in Kendriya Vidyalaya Fort William. I am delighted and excited to know and write the biography of Subhash Chandra Bose. I would like to urge the people of India to build a personality like Subhash Chandra Bose later in their lives.

Subhash Chandra Bose's biography encourages me, exposed me to think and know the country I belongs to. Nowadays, the world is being formed so that today's society is getting involved with bad things, bending their backbone and turning their heads in front of evil deeds (Nirbhaya hatya kand).The reason behind this may be that people does not have strong stubbornness, strong ideal or aim. Subhash babu always follow his ideology, but the day comes when he has to go to England to complete his ICS course, he was being forced to move to England that day by knowing the incident of "Jallian Wallah Bagh Kand". But when he returned he said that "I never bow my head in front of British government but my head repeatedly bowed in front of the soil of my country. I felt shameless from the beginning to ending of every day and I think that I might not have look up to the soil of India as long as my country got it's independence.

People today forgot about Subhash ji,  his contribution, his dedication and his deeds for working selflessly towards the independence of the country. Today people celebrating his birthday by giving Flowers, wrapping him with garlands, doing function etc. But very few people I have seen standing in front of Subhash Ji's poster or idol and put on a salute. I think few people wants to do so but they don't have the courage to do or thinking what five people say, whether they would laugh at him or not and they can't do it. But they doesn't think that today because of his self-sacrificing lust and spirit that the country could able to see the face of liberation.

Author's part of thinking....

From my part of thinking, Netaji is very much desirable personality who could be placed in the seat of God. He sacrifices every joy and fun in his life in the name of the independence of the country. His massloving nature and strong personality made him to sit in such a position.
 
Thank you guys!     
Jai Hind!!

Let us start the voage of biography from acknowledging the situation of the country....

During the end of 20th century India had come to face a brutal history. That time the British government was behaving very harshly and Inhumanly towards the Indians. They treat Indians as poor natives and insult them in various ways. That time they used to extract the property of the landowners and utilised it in the building of armed forces. People of India were so foolish that they did business with the government and helping them to spread the British Raj over the country. The British government posted their officers in the respective prisons over the country, and give severe punishments to the prisoners starting from untidy surrounding or unhealthy environment to messy food. The prisoners were treated as animals in the jail. When few people started to estimate and could able to predict the future situation they started revolting against the government as a result, some were severely punished and few were hanged, which finally creates a frightening environment over the jail. When the news of the jail spread over the country, people started frightened. But few people who consider their country as mother, the continued their revolting till the last breadth of death. This people where known as Swadeshis. The government spread false news that the people who still revolting against the government might kill people and could also steal their properties. They spread such news only in a view that people were getting afraid of them. The Swadeshis revolters, revolt against the British bt attacking the police stations, law courts, and by killing officers. Their main ideal was to independent their country in any way. At that time, in Bengal popular Swadeshis leader Sri Aurobindo Ghosh lead their team by attainding meetings and holding assemblies in various part of the country. British government were afraid of them and arrest them without any vital reason and treat them bruttaly. At that time, Indian people act as spyies and collect informations of those people who were revolting against the government and informed to the police headquarters (Lal Bazar) for which they were handsomely rewaded. During those days, the country has it's capital in Calcutta. But due to massive and excessive revolt against the government,  George V, then emperor of India with his queen Mary, his consort, made the announcement on 12th December 1911 that  the capital of the Raj was to be shifted from Calcutta to Delhi.

Coming to the point....
 
In such a situation of the country, Subhash Chandra Bose was born in Cuttak in 23rd January 1897 (then the capital of Orissa) far away from Calcutta.

At that time, Calcutta's famous and successful lawyer Sri Janokinath Bose's ninth son was Subhash Chandra Bose. Janoki babu had nine sons and four daughters. His wife Probhaboti Devi was very kind and peaceful lady. She always used to give something to the poors. As looking to her mother, from childhood Subhash was also used to donate money to poors. As usual when Subhash went to his school her mother used to give money to buy short foods and tiffin for the school lunch, but he donate both of them to the poors which was a happy moment of the day for him. Her mother always worried about Subhash, and always thought that whether Subhash bought short foods or eat his tiffins on to time or not. Janokinath Bose was one of the great and successful lawyer of cuttack and received the title of "Rai Bahadur" by the British government. He later developed his patriotism and become a member of Bengal Legislative Council.

Subhash ji's educational centers....

Subhash started his journey from :-
1. (From :- 1902-09) Baptist  Mission's Protestant European School in Cuttack.
2. (From :- 1909-12) Ravenshaw Collegiate School in Cuttack.
3. (From :- 1912- Feb 16) Presidency Collage in Calcutta.
4. (From :- 20 July 1917-19) Scottish Church Collage in Calcutta.
5. (From :- 1919-21) Fitzwilliam hall Non Collegiate students Board in Cambridge.
6. In 1919 he read in University of Calcutta for B.A. Philosophy.
7. In 1921 University of Cambridge for B.A. in  mental and moral science tripos.

His brave life story.....

One day morning, when Subhash was moving to the school road with his uncle, a big procession was going on whose main dialogue is "Vande Mataram". They represented their keynote speech through the medium of song 'Vande Mataram'. In between their slogans they repeatedly uttering the word "Swadeshis". The song was quite interesting and melodious to Subhash. But one question strikes his mind that what is the need of such a big procession to sung a song? Actually, Subhash had very curious mind and was brave from his childhood which made him asked questions whenever he faces any doubts. He shared his doubts and difficulties to Sarat babu, called Majdada by Subhash. He always asked his Majdada to solve his problems. Sarat babu always encourages him and helping him to read different story books, stories of the lives of big people, adventure related stories, detective stories and especially the history of India and the livelihood of the Indian people at that time('Desher kotha written by Sokharam deoshkar').
At that time, Subhash throw sand in Richardson's eyes in case to save Rahim chacha from such a situation. As a result, it spreads all over the Bengal and Orissa that a boy had thrown sand in Richardson's eyes. When Subhash went to his house he shared everything to his Majdada whatever was happened there.At that time, Mukunda Ghosh was the jailer of Cuttack, who went to Janokinath Bose's house to inquired whether his son Subhash Chandra Bose had done this or not. But Sarat babu had smartly managed the situation. When the police had gone Janokinath babu had asked Subhash whether he knew something about the matter or not. As he didn't tell lie to anyone, he said everything what had happened there. On the contrary, he had punished to read a whole book within one night for which all had thought that it was a hard job which Subhash had to do. But in the next morning Janokinath babu himself getting surprised when he came to know that Subhash had completed the book within one night. His father blessed him to be like this and always be studious as he was now. 
One morning when Subhash went to school his father called him. With due respect he put down his head, his father asked him how is his study going? Could he read it all? Subhash was quitly answering all the questions. Then father said him that "Brave boys always look up, don't look down", You have to be the first boy of your school. He answered his father that , he would tried his best. 
From  P.E. school Subhash was the first to study, that's why some British students were jealous of him but he weak in sports during his childhood days. One day, the British students become concentrated and tickeled Subhash that Could Indians hunt tigers or lions. He asked his friends (with tickling voice) whether they knew that Indians were not good in sports, they even couldn't run well. Actually they were cowards. Subhash answered them that not to call indians as scared one, we show our courage in course of time. The Charles replied that when the time comes Subhash when Indians were beaten up and once the time comes when the fall down. Then Subhash answered them that don't forget Charles people learn to beat only by beating. By getting excited, Charles replied that then hit me subhash! - hit me!. Then Subhash replied that you didn't beat me then why I going to beat you. But stubborn Charles didn't listen to him and began to uttering the same thing. Then Subhash regret to do the work and asked to tell something else which he could did to prove that Indians were not scary. He also warned Charles and asked him that he had no right to said this. Then consperecIlly, they asked Subhash to be first in the school's  sports meet (as they knew it very well that Subhash was weak in sports and also Charles  had an overconfidence as he won the race for last few years).

In the spirit of the statement, Subhash was really weak in sports in his childhood days. But, his stubbornness said him not to lose in front of the British. Moreover, he was boosted by remembering the moment when Charles slandered Indians as losers. The matter went up to the principal's desk. He called both the parents and asked to stop the racism in the school as it affects the other students. But, Charles father pressurises the principal to hold a competition between Subhash and Charles on the topic of sports and written examination. The principal finally agreed and asked for competition on the above mentioned topics at the day of sports meet. Subhash knew it very well that he would pass the written examination, but  as he weak in sports he had to did a bitter hardwork in it. His Majdada convinces him by saying that Subhash always remember one thing "Consistency make a man perfect in doing a particular job". He also advised Subhash to wake up early and practice for the upcoming race. By remembering his Majdada's advice he wake up early and work hard for the race. His Majdada was always their to support him and he always boosted him not to loose his confidence. He helped Subhash to run faster as he could. He applied time rule to helped Subhash to run faster. Some days also came when Subhash was very tired, he even couldn't able to breadth properly but his Majdada asked him to run faster. Finally, the day came, when the annual sports meet held at P .E . school, Charles, his friends and some Indian students participated in that race waiting for Subhash to join. On the other hand, Charles and his friends started to talk badly about Subhash by saying that he was afraid of getting lose in front of them that's why he didn't came. But when Subhash came he asked Subhash to went back to his home as charles would win the race. Subhash then replied that he didn't came here to lose the race. He would tried to be first in the race. He also wished them 'best of luck' for the race. But, Charles was so greedy that he didn't accept it, on the contrary, he pushed Subhash away from his line. The judge also noticed the matter and asked the principal to stop the race but the principal ordered him to continue the race. At that moment, Subhash was standing up, regain his confidence and started to run faster as he could. On other side, Charles was laughing on him and run slowly as he was full of overconfidence that he would won the race. But finally Subhash won the race by his confidence and stubbornness. His principal, praised him and told him that he won the race not only because of his strong stubbornness and confidence but also because of his honestly and devotive hardwork towards the race. The principal also linked the incident with the story of the rabbit and the totwise.t

[Monday, Registration]

"I HAVE GOT A GREAT IDEA!" 

Once again Sean has entered almost late screaming about another hit game he has come up with for us. What'll it be this time? Chess? Some sort of card game? Maybe something involving physical movement and getting tied up in a knot. Perhaps we plan to summon some sort of demon and serve him for the rest of our lives. Maybe we need to collect six stones? The possibilities are endless.

"Let's have a competition!"

"Say what it is first, then we can say if we are in or not."

"Writing competition!" 

A writing competition? That just sounds like a way to make this any more confusing than it already is. Writing inside writing, talk about meta.

"Sure." It's only writing, how hard can it be.

"I'm also in. I already know what I shall write about." Ethan seemed pumped and ready to go. Hopefully, he loses. Not to be harsh but I hope I win this.

"Are we going to have a theme?" I asked. I want us to all be on equal footing.

"Nope, Go for whatever you want. As long as it is less than 500 words it is ok. Let's say, we have 10 minutes and then we read them all out loud."

Got it, Seemed fair. I'm pumped for once. Let's do this! Except. What do I write about.

# # #

Time went by so quickly. They were both writing for the whole 10 minutes, crossing out tons of lines whilst I sat in my seat thinking for the whole time. I guess I'll have to improvise, once I hear both of their stories I'll think of something.

"Ok, who wants to go first?" Ethan asked.

"I shall as it was my idea." Sean was confident as usual. I hope it is bad.

"I call it, The Little Boy who Wished."
What a great title. I didn't know we needed a title. I better come up with something.

"One day, there was a young child. He sat at home every day whilst his mother cleaned and his dad worked. He always dreamed of being something bigger but he never knew what. The boy always enjoyed watching TV and letting his imagination run wild. He would often get bullied by the kids at school for standing out and being too active, but he just wanted to join in with the rest. One day he comes home to his find his mother laying on the floor passed out. The boy runs up to her, screaming and crying, unsure of what to do. The mother tells the boy not to worry. As everything will be ok. In her last breath, she tells the boy that she wishes for him to grow up and become a footballer. The boy shocked that his mother had just died in front of him takes her advice and becomes a footballer. The end!"

What a touching story. I'm not sure I fully understood it but Ethan is crying so he clearly understood something.

"Ok." Ethan said wiping away the tears. "I shall go next."
"Hehe. I'm a little nervous." Ethan's face was annoying me. He hadn't even started reading but he already looked as if he had won. Whatever he was about to read is probably going to be cringy.

"I call it, Forbidden Love."

Ok, this is going to be stupid.

"A boy lived in isolation by a dock.
Before him, appeared a goddess, unlike anything he had ever seen.
She stumbled along in rough clothes and socks.
Wanting to explore a place she had never been.

The boy approached her with a smile.
Conversation started and laughter shortly followed.
They spent some time together to make it worthwhile.
But she had to depart and the boy was now hollowed.

The next day he noticed the girl
Across the dock with someone new.
He watched from afar looking at a pearl.
Who smiled brighter than yesterday, he knew it was true.

He left eventually to which he thought was smart.
He had watched for hours, his heart felt torn.
He couldn't understand the feeling inside his heart.
But by the end of it, he wished he had never been born.

Thank you for listening."
I-I don't know what to say. Compared to Sean, this is something else. not only did he decide to do a poem but both me and Sean are in tears. I was expecting something funny that I could insult him with but now I'm choking on my tears. The whole class was listening to him and gave him a standing ovation. The teacher was ready to resign and give her job to Ethan as he was clearly the man for the job.

"Owen, you are last."

How can I compete with that? I should have gone first. If I had known Ethan was doing a poem I would have gone first or at least made Ethan go last. Now anything I do will suck in comparison. 

"Ok. I call it, I Regret Everything (and should have gone last)."

"Well, this is going to be depressing." Ethan whispered to Sean.

"Shush. I can hear you. I'm trying to read my story."

"Sorry, Sorry. go ahead."

"Thank you.

One day there was a child who was abandoned by his loved ones. He survived on his own for many years. He made himself breakfast. Went to school. Studied. Everything he did by himself.
To his class, he was something perfect. He was seen as an inspiration who everyone should look up to. 
But on the inside that isn't true. Every night the child stays up till 4AM wishing he would fall asleep. Wishing the pressure would leave him. 
As school exams approached he kept up his act. He worked his hardest and made sure no one worried about him. But back at home, he was studying for hours. Overworking himself every night just to make sure he passed.
He cries himself to sleep from the stress that had taken over him. Entering the only place he felt safe; inside his dreams.
He wished to sleep every night and live life easier than his own. He wanted to be someone better and greater and to live in a more interesting place. He found himself sleeping in on the weekends to escape his life which quickly turned into him sleeping in on school nights.
He worked nonstop until the sun rose and slept for 12 hours skipping lessons he once adored. Just to escape this world. The Exams came and he showed up on time. Having not slept the night before his mind wanders. He continues the stories he created in his head, ones of where he is a superhero, a life better than his own.
The results came out and his scores had dropped. The teachers and students worried but there was nothing they could do. There was nothing he could do. He wanted to live a better life. But he didn't realise that this was the life he would miss."

"Well. Ok then. That's depressing." 

"Sorry. I didn't know what to write so I kinda just wrote whatever popped into my head."

"Well, one suggestion. Don't ever think again. Just don't. Keep your thoughts to yourself and don't think again, please?"

What was wrong with him? His love poem was just as sad. He isn't falling anyone we all know who his poem was about.

"So who won?"

They were all pretty good. I liked Sean's surprise plot twist and suddenly killing off the mother character but Ethan's poem got some emotions out of me and the class. Not to be biased but mine was clearly something else. If I don't win then this vote was rigged.

"Ok. Let's write our votes down and see who wins."

I think I know who I'll vote for.

"Don't vote for yourself though. That would be cheating and make you look like a fool."

We all finished writing and were ready to turn over and reveal.

"On 3! 1...2...3"

We turned the paper and I immediately noticed that Sean had voted for Ethan, just like me.
Ethan had voted for Sean. I got zero votes.

"Hell Yeah! I won! You LOSERS! Get destroyed! I am the king at writing! You all Suck!"

He only won because he cheated and wrote a poem. I should have written a poem. If only I had the experience he had. If only my chances at love were as slim as his It would have been perfect and won.

"Hey, I bet you are thinking something rude about me just now." 

Damn it! He even knew that I just insulted him! What has the world come to.

"Don't worry, Owen. I liked your story."

"R-really?" Sean was the light of hope for me. I knew I could always count on him to be there for me. 
"What was your favourite part?" I asked.

"Errrr… Well… You know… The part… About the… cat?"

"YOU DON'T EVEN REMEMBER!" 

"I remember!" Some random dude in our class shouted across the room.

Great, my story was only remembered by minor background characters. What an awful existence I live.

"Well, your story was just depressing. Why would anyone want to vote for something so depressing."

"Right! Ok. Let's have a class vote. They were all listening so let's let everyone vote! It's only fair."

"Fine, but stop complaining when you lose."

We re-read all the stories to the class and sometime later they all finished voting. The teacher was counting up all the votes and wrote them all down on the board in front.

"HECK YEAH! 16 VOTES! STILL FIRST LOSERS! SUCK IT!"

His poem got 16 votes? What? I-i... I don't know what to say.

"I'll take 9 votes."

Sean got 9 votes. He still came second. Which means. I'm still last.
how many votes did I get? Was it close?

ah... I got 1 vote. 
Only... 1... vote.
My pride and joy... 1... vote.

"I... I admit defeat."

School can either be the best time of your life or the worst. Either you are going to spend it being super popular and talk to tons of good looking people, or you will just be stuck at the bottom of the barrel with everyone else.

The last few years of your school experience are the most important, who knows what will happen. Will you find love? Will you fight your friends? Will that girl you've had a crush on since the beginning finally remember your name and stop talking about her ex? Well if you want answers to any of these then look somewhere else, because these guys don't really know what they are doing with themselves.

Stuck in-between "really socially awkward" and "we have some female friends so are we cool yet?" these three British teens experience their last years of school just like everyone else. With extreme anxiety, awkward conversations, stressful exams and the hope that maybe they'll get a girlfriend. These three just seem to be enjoying it while they can.


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