Storieo

Author: smaartiist

  • Junction

    Junction

    [future] –

    Zian – dang that’s so cool!!

    {stranger} – uh … yeah. Haha!

    Zian – so…. how can I go back in my timeline?

    {stranger} – that is what I am thinking from two months

    Zian – TWO MONTHS!!??

    {stranger} – (sighs) yes mate.

    [narrator] – pretty confusing, isn’t it? Well let’s clear it. This is an adventurous story of a boy named Zian. He was middle class boy who stays at a rural area, and works in a small company situated in an urban area.

    [present] –

    Zian – man it’s almost 9:45, I am really late. It’s too dark man!

    [narrator] – there was only one light on the railway junction and all Zian saw was darkness and cricket voices. Irony is that train was not late, train already left for next station about 20 mins before Zian arrived at junction. He was informed by a man passing by the junction.

    (Zian) – what the heck!! What shall I do now? maybe I shall wait for next train.

    [narrator] – 5 mins later he saw something strange on the platform. It was like a hole in the air, it was releasing a very big amount of grey smoke and the centre of the hole was blue in colour.

    (Zian) – man I am hallucinating. I need to eat something, I guess.

    or … is this real?

    [narrator] – Zian was scared, he walked towards it. He maintained a safe distance, but the gravitational force of the portal was very strong. Suddenly he felt a strong force at his back, it felt like some big creature pushed him in that.

    (Zian) – what the….

    [narrator] – He was fainted, when he opened his eyes. He saw a strong light; he could not see anything for few seconds. But when he saw something…… he could see himself in more than a million cubes and every cube is different from each other. In every cube Zian’s personality was different. His life was different and, in some cubes, there was just nothingness.

    (Zian) – where am I? is this even real?

    Or am I dead? If I am dead is this what Jannat is? Or is this the afterlife in which Egyptian believed?

    [narrator] – Zian was very confused, in spite of all of these Zian was experiencing an unknown sound like someone is trying to say something but the sound was not clear it was like vibrations. He tried to move in to some cubes but it was not possible for him, but then he heard the vibration coming from a cube in which there was nothingness, he tried to sneak into the cube in which there was nothingness. Suddenly he finally got into it. He entered the timeline and cube in which he was not even born or died in that world, he was finally feeling that he is alive and he could finally touch his body, he can feel his body.

    (Zian) – finally I… I am home?

    It doesn’t look like my home.

    am I really in my room?

    [narrator] – he goes down stairs and sees his house is not in a good condition and it is burnt. He sees the board at front door, it says his parents died due to forest-fire. Because of this incident he was not born and there is no one named Zian Ahmed Shaikh.

    (Zian) – my parents died?

    how is this even possible? They were alive last night and why is my name not mentioned here?

    [narrator] – while Zian was drowning in these questions, an unknown man wearing jacket and mask choked his neck and Zian fainted. When Zian woke, he was on chair with ropes tied all around his body, looks like he is kidnapped but he was wrong.

    The unknown man checked his bag and found his id card. After he saw Zian’s id card, he throwed it and he was cheering and happy for no reason.

    {stranger} – no way this is really youuuu!!!

    [narrator] – Zian was confused, so as you are. Well, your doubts will surely be cleared in next part! Till then stay tuned. 😀

                                                                                                                                                                                                            – Smaartiist 

  • Golden Child

    Golden Child

    I (29m) got rejected by my family when I was 23, it was a traumatic experience for me, I am talking about the day when everyone was at my house. It was amusing because my family was nuclear and all of a sudden everybody including my grandparents (74m & 71f) were at my house. Of course, I have to mention that it was the day of anniversary of my brother and SIL (sister-in-law) (33f), yes, my brother john (34m) was married and it was his wedding anniversary ceremony. He was 28 at that time, even tho my family was nuclear my house was pretty big. We had a big backyard in it, it was where the ceremony was organized.

    I am an Introvert so I was feeling awkward being among my family members, yes according to me ESH (everyone sucks here) but not all are TA (total asshole). It is not going to be so great experience for me since I was not very talkative, I thought. I was wrong about this until the cousin with whom I am very close with came, his name is Michael (30m) he was 24 at that time his bday was also in few months. His younger sibling Laurance (26f) also came, I was getting comfortable with her as we met at a function 20 days ago, she was a psychologist. The moment they came I felt relieved as the weight of the burden on my brain got lighter. Michael was a free minded guy, so I have told him about the thing I was going to do. He did not think twice or hesitated to support me, I was thinking AITA (am i the asshole) but when he supports me, I got some kind of confidence, my brother john also knew about it but he told me that it is a risky task to do but he will support me, we all siblings and cousins started partying. my SIL asked john “what are we hiding?”, yeah, she is TA according to me, and even more of an asshole is my brother who answered it! Yeah, you heard it right he answered it. I was so embarrassed! That day I got to know I was the one who’s an TA. How can I not think of her! I still had faith and I told john to handle it. And for God’s sake he did it!

    When all of this is going on suddenly my SIL came told me how I was “The Golden Child of My Family” and how I was everyone’s favorite. I really thought for it and I was now more confused because of this good boy past shit, this was really a pause button for my brain. I was totally blank. Thinking what do choose in this situation, I was not able to find the solution as I was stuck between past and future. Thanks to my cousin Laurance she helped me as she is a psychologist, I underestimated her, she was really a solution finder. Finally, after those few hours of traumatic blankness I was able to decide what I have to do, but it was too late to call her.

    The day was spent well but it ended quickly, the plan was still there and today is the day when I will reveal the truth that I love one girl and I will marry her! It was 9 in the morning when I woke up, man the maddening voice of those spoilt kids. I am damn sure everyone has these kinds of kids in their family. Not only kids but as I said ESH.

    My father (52m) was giving farewell to other family members who lived far away, no worries, he was just lightening my burden although he doesn’t know about that. He is very strict as he was retired from US Navy, furious man with a fat moustache and beard, no doubt, why my siblings and cousins are not so comfortable and friendly with him. Well, I was also frightening about what will happen if I told him, and on the other side I my mother (50f) was with us siblings as my mother is very friendly, we were joking around with my mom. But my life can never be at peace my SIL whispered in something in my mom and her reaction was shocking. Still as she is my mother, she is NTA (not the asshole) unlike my SIL, rather than scolding me she decided to handle things and support me. My mother knew that my SIL is an TA so she in a MIL (mother in law) tone told her not to spread things, as my mother was also on my side, I was very happy and confident, but it was not the end. My father was still remaining, he agreeing on us will be the real win.

    All of the family members except Michael & Laurance were at the house to support me, it was 7:30pm, I called Abigail (29f). yes, she is “HER” whom I mentioned above. “Oh God I have faith in you in and only you, please help this fellow disciple of yours”, I said. She picked the call. “Hello, is everything fine? May I come over? She spoke. I answered say please come ASAP! The doorbell rings, we were confused that is it Abigail or my father? My mother opened the door and it was Abigail. We welcomed her like non other, my mother pampered her very well and we all started to discuss about it. Mother called my name from the kitchen; my mother told me that you’re very lucky but your father is a man of his words he has already said that your marriage will be arrange marriage. “But I also shall have some freedom, I love her and I can’t see any other than her”, I said. You have to say this to your dad dear, mom told.

    And finally, the door bells rings again, everyone saw Abigail as my bestie but now except my father everyone knows the truth. Mom opened the door and my father was there. He was calm and somewhat happy because he was gone to his friend’s promotion party. Little did we know he was drunk also, but we didn’t get any hints of he being drunk. soon we sat at the dining table it was complete silence, “dad I want to tell you that …… I … I love Abigail”, I don’t know what I was thinking but I thought to just say it because the silence was not the answer. “Okay So What?”, my dad told. I was numb, what to do now? but then my mother told my father “He wants to marry her, honey, everyone has rights to do what they want, Miguel is the golden child of our family. “He WAS the golden child of our family!”, father said. “Hey Miguel, leave my house right now!”, I was frightened.

    For few hours my family was arguing, it was the first time someone stood against my father and it was my family. But I guess no one can change the mind of my dad, at last my dad shouted “Miguel leave this house, right now!” it was traumatizing really. Although it was tough but I had to, I LEFT MY HOUSE….  “Will be continued”

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        – Gaurav soni

  • The Late-Night Aggression 

    The Late-Night Aggression 

    It was the day of Anant Chaturthi of 2018, I (21m) was 19 y/o at that time. The vibe was very positive at that day, I was attending the Visarjana of the Ganesha of our complex. My friend Raghav (21m) was with me. We were of the same age, it was 1:00 at midnight. The place was bhayandar khadi(gulf), that place is already well known for its crime rate. I and Raghav, we both were going towards our home by walking and it was 1.2km away so it almost takes 1 hour by walk. Raghav got call from his home, his dad was scolding him since we both were outside for 7 hours now. But, instead of normal scolding his dad scolded him very badly, he was mad that’s why he put his phone to silent mode. We were half way there to our complex, suddenly we saw a bottle of wine crashing on the road and it shattered all around the road in a particular region. Phew! Grateful that I was not near that area where pieces of glass were shattered, I said to myself. And then we saw a fully drunk guy, of course we knew it was a signal of threat. Yes, a THREAT!!! And you know what was a bigger threat? Raghav being short tempered and he was also mad at that time. I knew if something happens Raghav will react in a bad way, I was wishing that this doesn’t become a street fight. We started walking again, after few steps the drunk guy was also coming towards us. Maybe his home was at khadi, we were facing towards that drunk man and he asked. How much for that watch? none of your business, I said. Notification popped up, He saw phone’s wallpaper which was my mom and me in the picture. How much for that bitch? He asked. Well, you know what can happen, I pulled my sleeves and fixed my finger-rings. Raghav was staring at his eyes like death. You want to be dead? The drunk guy said. Raghav said, not us, but you. Well, she is a bitch that is why I said bitch, he said. Not even a second and my punch landed on his face, it was brutal because I wore rings at that time. The drunk man was running towards me, he fell. Raghav tackled him, well Raghav was a tank according to me, 6’2 and a 102 kg man. No doubt because the drunk guy fell so hard and far. We thought it was the end, but the drunk guy stood up with a piece of glass in his hand. What will you expect in a street fight, he ran towards Raghav. He scratched the hand of Raghav; Raghav punched him and I kicked him on his head. I am grateful that kick was not brutal or else I was in jail right know for attempt to murder. The drunk man fell due to loss of consciousness and we ran towards our complex. Next day we both again got there to check is he alright and he was not there. Maybe he was okay or…. maybe dead. Well, we did not regret it now because it made us more experienced in street fight. But we don’t do it usually until it is necessary.