Of More Love or Half of It

The sixth novel from Chetan Bhagat has its movie adaptation all set to release on 19th of May 2017, and the social media has been talking about it all the time. What it has done to our world is to provide the idea of a “half girlfriend”, or “half relationship”, which is expected to become an even more common term with the release of the movie starring Arjun Kapoor and Shraddha Kapoor. Even though the term feels new, the basic idea of being more than friends, but not a girlfriend is not something new in an Indian scenario with the lack of clarity over the relationships between boys and girls.

It is even possible with the love stories that stand the test of time, as the same begins as something insignificant, becomes a relationship which can’t be named, and then goes on to become something more interesting. It is during this phase during which it becomes something that can’t be named, that we have the case of a half relationship, and it was always there with no name attributed to it. I remember more than one case with such a situation, related to friends, cousins, neighbours and from parts of those tales from schools and colleges which are told by someone we know.

Long ago, there were these two people, this boy and girl who competed for the first rank in the class. These two have been so strong with the evil subjects like Mathematics that one case of full marks in it pushed me directly to the third. I had always found them united in Mathematics, a quality which they had carried over to the higher classes. For me, Mathematics was a dangerous thing, and being united in it felt strange; there was no Romeo and Juliet in Mathematics, I had thought. But the way in which they competed and helped each other in the subject meant that they were so good in the subject and complimented one another.

I wished that I could score better in the languages, but the highest one could score for English was about five marks less than hundred, and a higher level of marks was not yet invented for Malayalam – my Hindi was only at the developing stage with new Bollywood movies being watched; so they held the top two positions for very long. By the time we were about to leave the school, all the students in the class were certain that there was something between them, a force which couldn’t be named, as the term “half relationship” was not invented yet – but the news just spread across the school, and everyone seemed to be confident that they were more than just friends.

Both of them found it quite easy to deny the same, and the girl could actually deny such an allegation with more ease – maybe the boy would have accepted it as truth if forced to, but the exams were approaching quickly and people went on with it. The two possible half lovers were not seen together much after that though, and some other girl who had half love for Physics and Chemistry had topped the class. There was not much heard about the Mathematics couple after that, and they finished further down in the ranks; most people blamed it on the tough Mathematics paper and the rest on a half relationship which was rumoured to be there.

Then, many years later, one day, while having Vegetable Puffs and Blackcurrant Shake at Navya Bakers which has been my favourite bakers for quite some time, someone called me by my name. The stranger told me that I hadn’t changed a bit from school, and I said to him that it is because I had shaved, and otherwise he would have to search for my face inside the beard. I also told him that whoever he is, has really changed, and I won’t be recognizing him without help. He introduced himself with a Mathematics problem, and even though I wanted to run away with the evil subject beginning to attacking me again, recognized him easily.

He was talking a lot about balancing the equation, and when the girl with him joined the conversation, I understood the fact – the Mathematical couple was together again; what was a half a relationship had become full in marriage. Well, that would solve their life’s equations with ease, I thought. They had found each other again while doing MTech again, and with her repeating for engineering twice, he had two extra years to get settled in life and ask for her and in marriage; the community and religion being the same, and the half equation had become full. I ordered one pista shake as his treat and wished them best of luck, and hoped that all which were half, would become full again – half girlfriend to full girlfriend, half lover to full lover, and all things finally complete with marriage. Even now, when I see the equations of Mathematics, I remember two special equations which went on to solve the problem themselves.

I am sharing a Half relationship story at BlogAdda in association with #HalfGirlfriend.

TeNy

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Back to the Future’s Past

Vampire Bat had a chance to test the latest invention of the great Vampire Scientist, Doctor Frankenstein, who had risen from the dead again to serve the vampire world. Last time when he was dead and risen, he had invented the teleportation device, and this time, he was on to inventing the time portal which Dracula desperately wanted to possess after the recent werewolf raids and the return of the Lich Queen from the catacombs to raise a never-ending army of the undead. It was the season of trouble for the vampire race, and Dracula was determined to find a solution.

Vampire Bat volunteered to go through the time portal with a special time-travel device on his hands, and reach the past, as he finished at the Old Vampire World. He walked through the nothingness that used to be the vampire world at that time, and came upon the first of the twenty seven vampire elders whose names were recorded on the book of the undead. The whole place seemed to be that of a world after an apocalyptic event. It was not that much of a happy meeting as he had intended either. But he was the one to change the past for the future, and he knew that quite well.

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Vampire Bat: And I have exiled that werewolf from this realm. I have heard that you are the oracle of these times. Please tell me whatever you see about our future.

Vampire Elder: I see that you are part of a great war which will unleash chaos and destruction all around. On the eighty fifth day of that war, you die.

Vampire Bat: What? No! A major war was averted when I prevented the werewolf refugee from entering the realm. There would be no refugees in our realm without him and his extended families, and with the same, I have also prevented the Lich Queen from joining the undead, because it is the werewolf expansion of territory that causes her transformation from the world of the living to the dead, and later the undead.

Vampire Elder: You might be able to stop the minor incidents from happening, but not the final effect of those incidents, because the universe always finds a way to balance things, and as it is you who have altered the time-line, things will be the worst in your case in the case of the new time-line which you have created – in that case, death will only come as relief for you.

Vampire Bat: Seriously? Now I know why the Vampire Owl told me not to meet you. Even in the future, you are talking about similar things only.

Vampire Elder: Well, I can speak only about the truth, and your future has gone from ordinary to bad; if you try to alter more things, it will go to terrible, and you don’t want that.

Vampire Bat: You should understand that what we had planned was for the betterment of not just the vampire community, but the whole realm, as a huge war was to be averted. So, how is this even possible? How is the war going to happen with all no cause, as it has been eliminated by me?

Vampire Elder: The war will be between the Vampires, the Dark Elves, the Goblins, the Dwarves and the Orcs. It will be a five-way disaster, and other races will also be forced to take sides despite their good, evil, neutral, pure good or pure evil allignments and loyalty towards the spheres of magic.

Vampire Bat: But we are allied with the Dark Elves, and there are pacts already made with the Orcs. The Goblins and Dwarves are afraid of us and got only a small territory, and a smaller army in their possession.

Vampire Elder: Well, Dark Elves are not really the Undead, and the power of Dark Magic is something that is far beyond the realm; it influences them and they are driven by the most evil of sorcery. With the Shadow World becoming closer to our realm with more and more portals to oblivion being opened, it is only a matter of time until they change their allignment as well as the sphere of magic. They will be no longer dark grey, but shall change to evil and later to pure evil. And Orcs are too primitive to keep holding on to those pacts.

Vampire Bat: That is certainly believable. But what about the rest?

Vampire Elder: You are not the first one to do time travel, you know. There is a fusion between sorcery and technology happening in the future, and the result of the same was sent to the past by the time-travelers from those days to save themselves from total annihilation. This technology is rather too dangerous, and it had to stay hidden forever; but with you finishing what should have been the lands of the werewolves, it will be taken over by the Dwarves and the Goblins who have always been interested in technology. Not spending their free-time in terrible anger like the werewolves, the Goblins and Dwarves will take over this technology, and modify it enough to go on a never-ending war between themselves after eliminating each and every other race including us.

Vampire Bat: So, I am causing the end of the vampire race by trying to make it better?

Vampire Elder: Exactly, young man. This is why you shouldn’t play with time-line stuff. You leave he space-time continuum alone, and tell that overrated Doctor Frankenstein to stop experimenting on things that he can’t understand.

Vampire Bat: But what will I do now? I can’t let this happen. Can I remove that technology from the future right now?

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Vampire Elder: Well, the technology is not here yet, and you can’t stop the events from the future because you are not equipped to travel that far ahead. What you can do now is to guide the werewolf refugee to another area, a place where this version of you from the future won’t search. You have to make sure that you save that person, which will also mean that the relation between the vampires and werewolves will be slightly better in your time. But at no point of time should the other you who have arrived in this time period be able to see you which will create unnecessary complications, destroying the ability of both of you to travel to your time periods. After he admits his defeat and travel back to the time period which you consider as your present, you can follow him and join through the device of Doctor Frankenstein which will make you the person of that time.

Vampire Bat: I will try my best to make things right.

Vampire Elder: Yes, and please tell everyone to live in their time and not try to change the past. Living in the present is the right thing to do; trust me on this.

[Switches on the device].

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the animated movie, Hotel Transylvania.

TeNy

Grand Impact of a Push

Vampire Bat: And we are here. The destination has been reached. Somehow, the teleportation device worked fine this time. Even my fangs are okay.

Vampire Owl: Yes, we are at the right place at the right time. But there are too many people here, don’t you think?

Vampire Bat: This seems like a grand programme. I hope that there is tea in the end. I wonder which is the leading cookie maker here.

Vampire Owl: Are you sure that we were expected to be here? Did you read the invitation completely?

Vampire Bat: Yes, our people also had to send the representatives! This is the biggest death in their undead world and we had to send our team too.

Vampire Owl: But we are the undead. Even the Great Undead Encyclopedia certifies that. We were invited for the last undead conference too.

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Vampire Bat: Technically yes, but we have a separate branch now. After the Lich Queen called herself the ultimate leader of the undead, we decided to let the zombies keep the title.

Vampire Owl: That was a good idea because I can’t imagine myself eating brains. That is really gross. But as of now, I am worried that as she is dead, she is going to be big trouble for Lady Death. Do you think that she is actually planning an invasion on us while pretending to be dead? There is a chance for that too, right?

Vampire Bat: Lets find out how she died then. We should ask this zombie – lets see! Name, Dead Potato, current position, Grave Guard.

Dead Potato: I am glad that you people are here. I have always liked you all. What do you want, great sir?

Vampire Bat: We want to know what actually happened here. We know that the Lich Queen is dead and that there is a funeral, but nothing more.

Dead Potato: I am the one responsible, sir. She asked me to push her, and I did. She fell down from the top of the clock tower. Then I realized that she was only testing me. But I am a zombie without brain and so there was no way I could have known. The impact was so bad that we had to call the goblins and lower orcs to search for the missing bones.

Vampire Owl: Holy Vampire Crocodile! Now, she will get into the underworld, raise an army and come back with the real dead rather than the zombie undead. This is not good at all. We need to warn our people right now! We should also send messages to the other realms.

Vampire Bat: I don’t think so. Lady Death, her evil twin sister and the dead minions make a fine force within the gates of hell. It won’t happen soon.

Dead Potato: I am really scared. I can sense the danger coming. I have always had a special skill for that.

Vampire Owl: We appreciate your concern, brother zombie. You needn’t be worried as of now, as your brother here just confirmed that it is safe for now.

Dead Potato: No, sir. I am more concerned about her returning here and pushing me. I don’t like being pushed – it is bad, isn’t it? With terrible impact?

Vampire Owl: Another true zombie here. I really thought that I was going to like this one for a change. But zombies remain zombies.

Vampire Bat: The Lich Queen is coming back from the dead again this time to end the world, and a zombie remains a zombie. Well, she was never interested in resurrecting the brain in any case.

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Vampire Owl: Now we know that we should never push a lich – that impact will one day bring the pressure back to us. You know that this one was actually special.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the animated movie, Hotel Transylvania.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

Fantastico: The Lost Knight

Kung Fu Panda has been working part-time as the Vampire Panda in the castle for quite some time. Among the vampires who came to the Dracula Castle for the special degree in Vampirism, he was always considered among the brightest, not just in studies, but also for his work in the kitchen. He has been the one person who was needed at the kitchen every day, and he could even do all the work all by himself, as he was quick, and knew Kung Fu, even though he did eat a lot.

His special item has been the Bloody Noodles which was so red that it was often used in signal lights all around the vampire country. But he was finding it difficult to keep everything going along with his vampirism and Kung Fu. He was in need for an assistant, and that was rather a necessity. So, he gave an advertisement in the local vampire newspapers about the requirement for someone to help him in the kitchen. Among the candidates, there was one particular person who passed all the tests in first class with distinction.

Vampire Panda: What is this? I can’t approve of this at all. We are looking for people for help in the kitchen, and not someone who is to fight battles for us. There is a separate wing for that.

Sir Fantastico: But I am a cook. It is written on my resume. Didn’t you read it?

Vampire Panda: Then, you are you called Sir? Are you a knight or not? Is it meant to make things for complicated?

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Sir Fantastico: Well, my original name is something else. I took the name Fantastico because I am fantastic. I even call myself as fantastic and my tenth standard certificate also has that name; I got it changed. I used to take cooking classes for zombies. They used to call me sir, and it became part of my name. The jealous people say that the zombies said “grr” and not “sir”, but they just hate me and so I won’t believe that – neither should you, my dear sir.

Vampire Panda: I thought that you were named so because your name was Fantastic and O was your initial. But you have to prove how fantastic you are, through your work.

Sir Fantastico: I am very good. You will be sure about that soon. You will be knowing the meaning of my name.

Vampire Panda: I know the meaning, but it bothers me that you have a name like this. I feel like your name has been a major factor in making me take a decision about you.

Sir Fantastico: It is said never to judge a man by his name in a bad way, especially in the vampire world. I have heard about that. I know that you believe in those sayings because you are people from the old world.

Vampire Panda: You have heard it right. So, prove your skills by preparing some idiyappam and green peas curry. I believe that it will be quite easy for you.

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Sir Fantastico: I will be working on it. The idiyappam and the curry will be fantastico! I mean fantastic! There will be a special bloody touch to it too!

Vampire Panda: I hope it is so. Otherwise, the Great Count Dracula won’t be too happy. He will be at the great dinner hall to test the food soon. It will be better if you make it fast.

[Gets into the kitchen].

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the movie, Hotel Transylvania.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

Music of the Swamps

It had gone quite dark as he walked through the swamps. It was the shortest path to the other side, and he had to get there somehow. Getting a car and traveling through the road meant that he would have to waste an extra hour and a quarter on the journey. But he didn’t want to reach his destination late. He wished to be there as early as possible. His phone was dead, and so was his only option for some light.

“Welcome to my world” he heard a voice from behind.

He turned around to see two eyes shining in the darkness. There was no light around except for what moon was providing. There was a shadowy figure right in front of him. It was rather like a small person, but the shape resembled that of a tree.

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“Who are you?” he asked.

“Does it matter who I am? Do you know where you are?” it asked him.

“I asked you a question, didn’t I?” he asked again.

“Okay. I am the keeper of these swamps. I know who you are. I believe that you are here to steal the music of the swamps” the voice replied.

“I don’t understand. I was only taking a shortcut because I have an urgent thing to do. Please make way before I go through you” he said.

“You don’t walk through the swamps on a full moon. These are the days on which the swamps produce a certain kind of music which you are not allowed to hear. Well, hearing is stealing, and then I will have to punish you” said the keeper.

“Well, I don’t care about your music, but I have to go through the swamps to reach the village on the other side. I don’t care who are, because this is an emergency. So, stand aside, little person” he shouted.

“This won’t do you any good. The music of the swamps is sacred. This action of yours will have terrible consequences” the keeper warned him.

“I don’t give a damn” he said as he walked around the keeper to keep moving.

“And here you walk towards your end. Whatever you are hoping to achieve will never happen” the keeper was heard yelling.

He didn’t care at all. He did feel that the someone was making some music though. He wondered if the swamps do make some music. But he didn’t care to return or stop to think further. He kept walking, but the swamps seemed to extend a lot more than his expectations. This path no longer seemed to be the shorter one for him, as he felt that he should have taken the longer route by road. The music was getting stronger and soon, it turned into some kind of chant supported by some primitive musical instrument. He stopped to see a tree carved into something which resembled an entrance. He walked right in through it, but nobody got out through the other side.

“So, it is done?” the keeper was seen asking a huge shadow which covered the moon.

The next day, the body of a young man was found at the end of the swamps. The villagers attributed the death to a little shadowy demon which was believed live in the swamps. But the post-mortem revealed the cause of death to be because of hitting the head on a hard substance, which was believed to a thousands of centuries old holy rock on which he slipped and fell.

On the very next day, clouds covered everything on the sky, and a few villagers reported at the police station that they had seen a young man walking on the swamps with a singing young lady, and their feet never touched the floor. They also told the police that there was the music of the dead going on at the same time, which was a variation to the praise of the dead, that was sung when people died and their soul never really left this world. It was recorded as “the music of the swamps”.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

A Tale of Lethal Navigation

It was during one of the darkest of nights that Vampire Bat and Vampire Owl came across the teleportation gate, and with the device perfectly administered by Doctor Victor Frankenstein in his undead form, they stepped through it only to reach a certain dark space, and there was some highly modernized space which seemed to be having never-ending corridors that lead to nowhere.

Vampire Owl: We are not really supposed to be here. This is not “the place”. This doesn’t even qualify to be “a place”.

Vampire Bat: Well, I know that already.

Vampire Owl: It is a dead end now. I think that what we see in front of us are two seats and a few switches along with some levers. Wait, are those things coming towards us stones and rocks?

Vampire Bat: I think that there has been a teleportation failure of the first degree. We have reached a spaceship instead of the shadow world. I wonder if this thing navigates through space by itself. It also means that we will never get to see the Shadow Vixen anytime soon.

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Vampire Owl: These things are so complicated. There is our magical realm, there is the human side of the magic-free world, there is the shadow world, there are planets, and there is the bloody black hole. How can someone freely teleport through all these? All these planets, worlds and passages keep changing their locations! I am kind of glad that we are not sitting on one of those rocks in space!

Vampire Bat: I have been wondering which kind of aliens created this spaceship. Will they have horns or fangs? Can they understand the Old Vampire Languages?

Vampire Owl: Good question. But I got another one for you. Do you know how to navigate with a spaceship? I know the answer – we both don’t! We are going to die! Death in space! I can’t be even buried with the elders. The immortality clause doesn’t cover the death happening while traveling in a spaceship!

Lady Death [appears on the side]: Did I hear the magic word?

Vampire Bat: Why does she always arrive out of nowhere when death becomes a hot topic?

Vampire Owl: Why are you here? This is out of your boundaries. You don’t take the souls leaving body in outer space!

Lady Death [looks outside]: Wait! This is not what I intended. I was planning to take your souls from the known dimensions which is why I established a connection. Now, how can I go back with my link not being active in space? You are not supposed to be here. What are you people doing? Vampires don’t navigate with spaceships. Even those ships going through oceans don’t navigate that well under the vampire control.

Vampire Bat: I see that we are in this together now. Now, we can think about getting out of here with one extra brain.

Lady Death: This is so terrible. Because of you miserable vampires, I am already missing my time with my dead people. Who will torture the souls in my absence?

Vampire Owl: The thing on the right side looks like a phone. Call Doctor Frankenstein! Right Now! He should know this because he gets himself abducted by the aliens very often for stealing their brain essence.

Vampire Bat: Nice phone! This one has the options to call to all realms. We can even call the goblins at their underground layers. Doctor Frankenstein…got it! I will put this one on loudspeaker.

Doctor Frankenstein: Greetings, most valuable travelers of my teleportation device! Where are you now? Did you reach the destination intended?

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Vampire Owl: We have landed in a spaceship and there are space rocks all around us. Help us with navigating with this thing, and be quick!

Doctor Frankenstein: Okay, do you see the round red button under the main control lever coloured blue?

Vampire Owl: Yes, I will press it now; done!

Doctor Frankenstein: I was going to tell you that you should never press that button no matter what happens!

Vampire Owl: Oh! My bad!

Doctor Frankenstein: This activates an artificial black hole which will take you to a dimension outside the the known, which is also far away from the other dimension.

Lady Death: This should mean that I can be Dead Lady Death. This means death in more than one form, right? Will your immortality clause work in that dimension? I doubt about my control over death. But it is also another way of navigation and a new world will come to light.

Vampire Bat: Well, that was some nice way of navigation, Mr. Vampire Owl.

[The spaceship disappears].

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the movie, Hotel Transylvania.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

The Executioner: Deep Impact

He walked all around the hall, dragging his giant hammer on the floor. With his fangs covered in blood, he didn’t say a word and he surely didn’t care about the people around him. He did make a few grunts though. Nobody cared to go near him, as he kept the procedure going as if there was nothing else to do.

Vampire Owl: I think that he has some problems in his stomach after having all the porotta and chicken curry. These people are always having food at the wrong restaurants. What is that sound he is making? I believe that needs treatment.

Vampire Bat: What are you talking about? He is the Great Executioner. You can’t talk like that about him. It is so disrespectful.

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Vampire Owl: I am sure that I can. He has finished all the food here along with the special Blood Shake which he drinks seven times a day. And he is dragging the sharp end of his huge hammer on the marble – it was imported by the gypsies specially for this hall. Surprisingly, nobody is telling him anything.

Vampire Bat: That is not the sharp end; the hammer is a hybrid, a mixture of hammer and axe, one of its kind. He calls it the hammaxe. He is actually going through a state of depression. There is something which made a very deep impact on him, and he is struggling to go through the after-effects.

Vampire Owl: What happened to him? You call him The Great Executioner, but I have never even heard about him.

Vampire Bat: It is a long story which can be traced back through the ages. This man has been the official executioner of the realm a long time before you first joined the Vampire Team. Whenever someone needed to be dead, he was called; not just by us, but also by the other creatures of darkness and twilight. The creatures of the light had it easy because they would just come up with a damnation curse, and we had to deal with the rest of the situation. So, The Great Executioner has been of great help.

Vampire Owl: Such a creature of pure evil! It is like walking inspiration for the citizens of the dark side. I don’t see why he could be depressed or disappointed. I would guess that he missed one of his targets and thus failed to perform his duty?

Vampire Bat: That would be impossible under normal dark circumstances, but he came across something which is not less than a disaster – he was caught up in love.

Vampire Owl: Holy Vampire Elders! Now that is a disaster indeed. This is the worst thing that can happen to someone with such an immortal profession.

Vampire Bat: Yes, and he even fell head first on his hammer. It is quite a tragedy. The Dark Elves were the first to understand his problems, and later the Vampire Elders decided to take the responsibility and send him here after the Werewolves denied even knowing him.

Vampire Owl: The impact should have been that deep. Otherwise, I wouldn’t expect this man to walk around like this.

Vampire Bat: Yes, love makes people dumb, especially when the person whom we are talking about is a witch from north, and she is even allied with the Lich Queen.

Vampire Owl: La Belle Dame sans Merci, right?  One of my favourite humans, Keats knew it. That certainly can bring the deepest impact. I have always hated those magic cauldrons and flying broomsticks. I once read a spellbook and fell down dead, but then I remembered that I was immortal. I had to apologize to myself about the same, because that was the result of drinking human blood poisoned with hate for fellow creatures.

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Vampire Bat: What we should be worried about is related to finding a new executioner. I have heard two names among humans, someone known by the codename Agent 47, and another one called John Wick. They are known to make the deepest impact with their shots.

Vampire Owl: Lets see what my zombie minions can find out then. I shall use my wide network in the graveyards all around the world to find these replacements.

[Leaves the castle].

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the movie, Hotel Transylvania.

This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

TeNy

Listening to Silence

Vampire Bat: What are you doing here? This is rather too early, don’t you think?

Vampire Owl: I am listening to the voice of silence and making an attempt to communicate through it.

Vampire Bat: By which, you mean to say that you are standing on one leg and looking at the sky.

Vampire Owl: What? No. This is just what you see. It is just an external feature, and what you see on the outside is just an illusion. Internally, I am making connections with the other world, to the land of the dead. Lady Death will be contacting any moment now. Please go and return with a chair. A wooden one will be nice.

Vampire Bat: Oh! In that case, you should have done it at your place. Why did you come to my home instead? Don’t you have open spaces there?

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Vampire Owl: Because I needed silence. It is a little crowded at my house. Can you please stop talking? Only by connecting with the voice of silence can I send my message to the other world. Wait! What is that noise? A cat? Tell it to stop.

Vampire Bat: It is Simona the Kitty. She is one year old now and takes her own decisions. She won’t stop until that squirrel on the tree stops making faces at her. That thing has been bothering her for many days.

Vampire Owl: I was concentrating so well on the voice of silence! This cat is so evil!

Vampire Bat: Wait! Is that lady in black on your right the side the person you were looking for? I think that she needs a visit to the dentist soon.

Vampire Owl: Oh! Yes, it is Lady Death. She made it here, and that too so quickly.

Lady Death: I received your message and roasted two souls in hell-fire.

Vampire Bat: You didn’t tell me that you were having Soul Fry these days, Mr. Vampire Owl?

Vampire Owl: I don’t understand what you are talking about. I don’t try new types of food these days.

Lady Death: I was working according to your message about the noise of violence. Don’t you know that I have always been violent? Your message came to me as a case of special inspiration.

Vampire Owl: It was the voice of silence! But how do you know about my method of connecting with you?

Lady Death: There was this message with the connection – “this connection is made through and for the noise of violence”. So, I started some burning a few souls.

Vampire Bat: Bloody advertisements!

Vampire Owl: Stop talking about violence. It is the voice of silence. And also stop thinking about burning souls all the time. Here, we don’t even get LPG and the gas subsidy is going to removed. I always wonder how you manage the hell-fire out there. Is it true that it burns forever? The idea of perpetual damnation is very popular among the zombies.

Lady Death: We burn the souls which create certain energy which is converted into fire and then we burn the souls in the same fire. Souls are replenishable energy. There are so many new ones arriving there and we often have so much extra fire that we sell some of it to the Dwarves for their gold and special engineering products. It is a secret pact, just don’t tell anyone.

Vampire Owl: The other world is indeed strange.

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Vampire Bat: I told you that she is a bad underworld queen. You should be very careful; you know how it works after you cross the gates of the dead. You are going to be fried too.

Lady Death: So, where do you keep the fire in this side of the realm?

Vampire Bat: Feel free to show her your version of hell-fire at your place. I am not part of this pact.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of Hotel Transylvania.

TeNy

A Letter to Vampire Santa

Vampire Owl: Good evening, my dear vampire apprentices. I know that this is Christmas, but this will be a very short class after which we can have the Christmas celebrations. Standing once again before you in this class, it is my honour and great privilege to read this letter which was written by the Vampire Bat to Vampire Santa when he was a little fang-less one, and it was sent only to be returned by the cruel postman. This comes as a part of the second semester Part IV paper twenty seven. There will be annotation questions coming from this one. So, please listen carefully.

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Vampire Crocodile: Sir, we are going on a Christmas carol in two hours. The transportation is waiting outside.

Vampire Owl: Sure, you are allowed to go for that. Actually, this will be very short. I will just take a few minutes of your time. I am taking this class right now because you can actually keep talking about it when you go for the carol or arrange the crib and put the stars. This topic will suit the occasion, and it will make sure that you remember the whole thing in a better way, making things better for the examinations. Now, here is the letter. You can note down the points, and I shall provide you with a photostat copy of it later. Whatever you do, try your best to remember what comes next.

Dear Vampire Santa,

I know that you are very busy gifting those toothless little vampires with those special things. I have read a lot about the bloody cakes and those variety blood-wine which you provide them with. But I am asking you not to forget me. I had asked for something during the last year’s Christmas too? I think that you forgot that because it was blood-moon season at that time, and you were working only as a part-time Santa. It must have been difficult to work with those wolves instead of the reindeer, as you took over as the first Vampire Santa only last year.

I know your problems and limitations, but I also feel your abilities have improved this year, and you are no longer working as a part-time Vampire Santa. This year’s vampire programs are sponsored by the vampire elders, as I came to know from a letter sent to me as a reply from Uncle Dracula’s office. I have also understood that you are now paid in blood for your services, and that you are also training Easter Bunny for Easter, while developing a special relationship with Mahabali during your last visit to the underworld, which was clearly defined during the latter’s visit to Kerala during last Onam.

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So, please try to bring these gifts for me. The first thing that I want is an autographed work from Uncle Dracula. I have heard that he is writing a new work on the truth behind the legend about him. I would like one of those very first fan editions from him. There has been some rumours that he will give these books only to the vampire elders and those who are part of his vampire guard of honour. Even if that is true, I know that you can get this because you are the Vampire Santa. There are not many things that you can’t do on a Christmas Day; this is December 25th – your own special day.

There is another present that I need you to provide. It is not for me, but for a few others. I am not sure if you provide presents to the older people, but this is a special scenario. I am asking you to provide some brain to my relatives who have always been so irritating. I want you provide them with the knowledge that money isn’t everything, and maybe you can implant this idea directly into their brains. Providing them with the ability to think will be easier, but they just don’t want to think at all, and it is depressing. You are the person with the skills, and so please do make the right decision about them here.

I also wish for our vampire world and the future New Vampire World which Uncle Dracula is working on, to be perfect. I hope that you provide enough strength and blessings to him and his minions. I have heard that your blessings have been touched by the Great Vampire Orb of Eternity, and I know that you are the one in command during this time of the year. There are things that you can do, which most people don’t know about yet. But I know, because I have always believed in magic, and I have chosen to keep my faith. You are my hope to seeing a better world order at least among the vampires.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the movie, Hotel Transylvania.

TeNy

Like Music to My Ears

He was riding the scooter continuously for the last few hours despite the fact that it was raining for most of the time. The road was terrible, but he decided not to stop because he felt that he would change the idea and might decide to go back. He didn’t want to return, no matter what happened, but he wasn’t sure that his mind would allow him to keep going if he had a second thought about it. He took a sudden left and then a right turn to reach a narrow road and continued through the route. The place was getting rather deserted, and finally he saw someone on the left.

“Where does this road end? Or does this reach some special place?” he stopped the scooter on the side and asked the man selling tea on the road side.

“It goes just a few kilometres ahead. After that, you can walk to the edge of the cliff there” said the tea seller.

“I haven’t heard much about this area. This is not really a tourist destination, right?” he asked.

“No, not really. It used to be visited by more people earlier though. Now, the roads are so bad, and a better tourist spot has been set up a few kilometres away on the other side. The local politician owns a resort and partially owns two restaurants there and so he promotes that place instead of this location. The families go there. Only some college kids come here, but none at this time of the day. The path is clearly not suitable for the scooters like the one you are riding now. People come here on big motor-bikes and bigger cars”.

A bridge on which you will drive your car. It is part of nature :D

“The business should be very dull then. You are like the last witch hunter; I mean the last tea seller” he added.

“Yes, but during the weekends and the other holidays, it gets better” the man said while looking at the empty glasses on the side.

“This should be the perfect place for me, the exact location which I have been looking for” he said.

“You have to be careful about walking near the edges. It can be slippery” the man warned.

“I will just go and have a look now” he said.

“Do you need a cup of tea? And maybe some snacks like parippu vada, uzhunnu vada or onion vada?” the man asked.

“Not now. Maybe when I return from there; if I do. I am not really sure if I will be back” he said while continuing his journey.

He could hear the tea seller shouting from behind, but he wouldn’t stop. He continued through the road. The pot-holes were many and it was more than what the scooter could handle. But he was sure that he was not going to use this scooter again, and so it didn’t really matter for him. The petrol was almost getting over when he reached the end of the road. He stopped the vehicle on the deserted area on the side of the road and started walking towards the end of the cliff.

Here is the vision which you should have very often to make life feel better.

He was waiting for that news which was to be music to his ears. He had waited for that for too long. He was so impatient that he himself asked if that particular thing was going to happen. But nothing really happened, and he was left waiting, and each moment was like eternity for him. It was only last night that he decided that enough is enough, and he had spent more than the time which was required. He decided to leave that behind and begin this journey.

He walked around the place for a few minutes and enjoyed the beauty of nature. There was greenery all around except for the small buildings which seemed far away. As he stood at the edge and looked down, his mobile phone started ringing. He decided not to take it, but it continued ringing for some time. After some hesitation, he attended the call and listened to that news which was music to his ears. Yes, what he wanted to hear had finally reached his ears then.

“But it is too late now. No more music to my ears, only the terrible noise of chaos” he told himself.

So, let the dark clouds leave and get to the destination I am talking about.

He had decided about what he had to do and there was no changing it now, as he closed his eyes and jumped off the top. The tea seller arrived on a bicycle a few minutes later to find an yellow scooter with the key and a bag left on it. He searched inside the bag to find a towel and a note which said – “No more music to my ears; but death is only the beginning”.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on Sony Cybershot DSC-W310 and Samsung Galaxy A5

TeNy

Simona Times: Edition VI

***Just some fictional cat news centered on our most loved cat of all time, Simona.

Simona gets her first umbrella.
It is a known fact that none of the cats like to be in the rain, and Simona has been not much different from the others. The two immortal enemies of Simona has been lightning and thunder while rain has been her one true enemy whom she avoids at all costs. She knows that water has brought all kinds of evil animals who came to have a drink, and so she applied for an umbrella to at least save her from the water in the form of rain. Even during a flood, she plans to use it to float on water. Still, she has raised concerns about the strength of the same as she also intends to use it as a shield against stray dogs.

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Simona discovers how to fly.
Even thought the common concept is that cats don’t fly, and some anti-cat people also say that cats should fly, Simona could discover the easy way to fly. She used a Lays packet to achieve the same. After this achievement, she has been called be many cat scientists to explain her first flight and how they could develop an advanced method to give the cats an advantage over the stray dogs. Most of the cats already feel the need to get the better of the crows how make faces at them. Simona has assured the other cats that flying cats will be a possibility in a few years.

The Cat Gang talks about big deeds.
The popular Cat Gang who is also called The One True Cat Gang of All Righteous Felines have declared that they have managed to bring twenty seven stray dogs to the dog shelter, and thus did a great service to the humans. The gang is known for their extreme dislike for dogs, and have often been heard talking about sending all the dogs to the deserted islands so that they can do some Robinson Crusoe there alone. Most of the popular cat groups have declared themselves not related to the Cat Gang in any manner. But recently, the Cat Gang has been claiming more service to the humans than ever.

The Demo-C(r)ats check polling booths.
As the voting progressed and ended, there was some news about cats wandering around the polling booths. This groups which call themselves to be Demo-C(r)ats have been exploring the human democracies to find and establish the best system for the cats. Even though there is a certain amount of voting among cats, there is nothing of true democracy, as declared by the members of the team. “We are rising in membership these days and soon we will have enough among us to make that impact which we have been waiting for; we shall unleash ourselves in a short time” the local leader was saying.

November to be declared Simona Month.
Even though it is not clear on which date she was born, Simona has made clear that it was sometime in November. She was found and saved from the canal on November twenty eight which is celebrated as the Great Simona Discovery Day which is declared a public holiday for the local cats. The one day anniversary is coming up this year, and special celebrations are planned in relation to it. The same is to be extended these days, and November will not have less working days for cats as it is the month of Simona, and it will bring a lot of joy to the Simona fans.

Simona decides to travel on two-wheelers.
Telling everyone that she support two-wheelrs for cheaper traffic and saving fuel, Simona has now chosen to travel only on electric scooters. This was part of her speech and campaign to save energy and environment. It was a reply to the last meeting of dogs which supported traveling with owners in cars. Simona has made it clear that cats are with the common man and also with saving petrol and diesel. “We want our humans not to go poor, right?” Simona was heard asking. “Who will take care of us if such things happen?” she further asked during an interview with the Cat People Channel.

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The cat version of The Martian planned.
Simona has planned to bring a full-cat version of The Martian after being inspired by the story of survival. In a recent discussion in a television channel, she made it clear that it won’t be the same story or a direct copy, but an inspired remake which will touch the heart of the cat people. She has given the clue that it will be more based on the true story of a cat who escaped from a canal when surrounded by many stray dogs. Simona has made clear that it was not a fake story, but a real incident, and so it will appeal better to both cats and humans compared to The Martian.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Asus Zenfone 5.

TeNy

Significance of Death

Vampire Bat: Good morning, my dear vampire apprentices; welcome to the second day of the second stage of this week’s vampire syllabus. I hope you loved the last class about Lies and Hate from the Vampire Owl because he has told me that he enjoyed discussing the topic with you. It will be me in charge of today’s classes. I will be taking four hours continuously and after that you can have the blood lunch. I know that you can take it because it is better than Uncle Dracula taking care of the whole day’s hours. The topic won’t be the typical vampire stuff though. This will be the external elective subject and we have chosen the Death Theories from Lady Death after the voting; the choice just seemed too easy. You will find newer ideas from this class, no matter how much you are interested in it.

Vampire Alligator: This is going to be an advertisement for Lady Death and her Death-care supplies. I feel that Vampire Owl is behind this. He was always obsessed with Lady Death and Vampire Bat with her evil twin sister.

Vampire Crocodile: Inspiration to follow death’s way. That should be interesting. We should take down extra notes.

Vampire Crow: But we are immortals. We can’t follow Lady Death just like that. Death has his limitations in exploring vampire immortality.

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Vampire Bat: We live as immortals. But the Death Theories from Lady Death give us the opportunity to check this from another perspective which has been absent from the usual vampire life. We have to think about how humans find death, and how our giving up of immortality reflects the same. A lot more concentration will be needed, but I am sure that all of us will go through this new perspective in the way it is supposed to go.

Vampire Raven: So, we simulate death right now, with possibilities of giving up the immortality coming up later.

Vampire Bat: Exactly. Lady Death has clearly stated this as part of her Death Theories. The first point in favour of death is that it doesn’t look for one’s religion, caste, race or economic status while taking lives, and with all dead in the same manner, souls are also taken care of according to the good and evil which they have committed in their lives. She has also added that there is a provision to divide between the two. She is the one who provides the best kind of poetic justice while humans are never fair.

Vampire Crow: But we don’t have such divisions. I guess this is for humans only. It is depressing that they don’t have this in their huge lists of syllabus. It is up-to us to do this then.

Vampire Bat: Yes, and we are to look through their eyes. If you read what the humans write these days, there is too much praise about their own religion. They can’t look through the eyes of others, but thankfully, we have that ability. They will continue to justify their actions saying that people from other religions have done that evil, or that they did that like that centuries ago just because they want to justify their actions now. But Lady Death has given instructions not to hate them, because they are either murderers or inspiring murders, thus providing her with more souls. It consistently saves her from the soul scarcity. Without souls, there will be no Lady Death.

Vampire Crocodile: But we are beyond such divisions. We need to activate our special ability to look from the perspective of these humans. Werewolves, zombies, goblins and orcs are less twisted, and it is easier to the see from their viewpoint. They don’t cause divide among themselves.

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Vampire Bat: Yes, we will meditate more in peace related to the same later. Coming to the second point, Lady Death has made it clear that there is the need to escape all these troubles and hatred of this world. Here, good things are not rewarded, and evil only reigns supreme. But she has promised that it will surely be better in her world, and that those with problems should go and embrace her. She says that there is no point in continuing in this world which will end by itself or with your death. So, the question is about why one shouldn’t people embrace it early enough?

Vampire Alligator: That is actually a fair point. Even the absent Vampire Hamster would like this.

Vampire Bat: There is also the promise of happiness and goodness which are absent in this world, especially that of humans. I am sure that it doesn’t exist in this one, but Lady Death has promised them all. Without the haters, abusers, fascists, extremists and the vain people I don’t see how it can’t be better in the other world. She will roast them in the pan and we will live happily ever after. Fair isn’t it?

Vampire Crocodile: I don’t see anything better!

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the movie, Hotel Transylvania.

TeNy

Simona Times: Edition IV

***Kitty Newspaper from the Cat World lead by Simona the little big cat.

Why don’t you give it a try? asks Simona.
After the recent talks about banning Tuna in the cat world in favour of Mackerel, Sardine and Herring, Simona has dared the cat community to do that and suffer the consequences. She has also told the press that this ban is because the name of the cat leader’s former girlfriend was Tina, and not because there is a special love to see more Tuna living in water. Simona was also heard saying that nobody has the right to choose what others eat, and all these decisions for saving Tuna from getting eaten in also with political motives to support those who sells the other types of fish. She has also made it clear that she will always find Tuna and eat it.

Simona shows her tongue in defiance of the latest food ban.

Simona valiantly shows her tongue in defiance of the latest food ban.

Simona works part-time to explain dreams.
As a lot of cats have been experiencing interesting dreams in the recent past, Simona has decided to work part-time, explaining them. She addressed the worried local cat community last day and has assured them that this doesn’t mean the end of the world. She also offered them to explain the dream with one chicken leg taken for the interpretation of each dream. She has promised to continue the job until her stomach is full, and then there will be a break. Those who bring fish along with chicken will have the extra interpretation which is related to the dream that is to be seen on the next day, according to her.

Simona asks for votes in the “cool cat competition”.
In one of those competitions held by the Feline Brotherhood of the South-West Canal, Simona starts at number twenty nine out of one hundred and seventy five entrants. She has asked for each human to vote for her by hugging a cat which looks like her, as one hug is equal to one like on Facebook for her as cats are not on Facebook. She has also asked to feed a cat coloured black and white, and the action will also be counted as one share on Facebook. Simona says that she doesn’t really need this label because she is already the coolest cat around, but she wishes to add it to her resume.

The work on The Great Feline Epic begins.
The cat intellectuals have begun the work on what is supposed to be the greatest epic from the cat world, which is called The Great Feline Epic or the Legend of Cats in Black and White. With one hundred cats working together to achieve on grand aim, the representatives of the movement have told the press that the work will finish in less than a year, just before the building of the Great Feline Statue of Freedom finishes. More cat intellectuals are supposed to join the team from different countries. The work is supposed to be honoured as the one true book of cat myths and adventures.

Simona publishes the new “Wanted” list.
Simona the Kitty, with approval from the Universal Cat Sorority Mission, has published an update to the current “Wanted” List which had only four dogs until then. The extention to the list became a need after Simona failed to catch two cockroaches which successfully evaded her. Simona called for support among the cat team, and after bribing with some extra tuna, successfully managed to get the support of more than half of the members, and has declared the two cocroaches as wanted for treachery. She made it clear that cockroaches are not supposed to escape from cats certified with the titles of Spider Slayers. She has also accused the neighbourhood dog of aiding cockroaches.

Simona was shocked to see the last cockroach escape from her.

Simona was shocked to see the last cockroach escape from her.

Simona calls herself the future of cricket.
After practicing every day with the ping-pong ball, Simona has called herself the future of Cat Cricket. She proclaimed herself the captain ultra-cool and has brought the idea to bring a new Cat Cricket Team for India. “We can always do better than the current Indian cricket team” she said. “They waste their talents, but we work hard because we are cats and there is nothing much to do for us. We have survived the deadliest dogs which wander around the streets and the most evil humans. This will be very easy for us. We shall defeat everyone because we know the secret cricket ingredients” Simona was further heard saying.

Simona does a hunger strike in style.
To make sure that all cats get to live under a roof, Simona started a hunger strike. She has claimed that this “nirahara sathyagraha” has worked and did provide home for twelve more cats before she called it off. But the dogs lead by Simona’s neighbourhood dog Jimmy has claimed that this is pure nonsense. “We have seen her hunger strike. It lasted for only four minutes and fifty seven seconds. What kind of impossible result is achieved with that? This makes no sense, and we demand a probe into this claim” Jimmy was heard commenting. Meanwhile, Simona has said that she does the impossible, and it has become natural to her.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on Samsung Galaxy A5.

TeNy

Hello on the Beach

It was once again not a good day. I wandered around the beach which was very much without any crowd. It was mid-noon and expecting a crowd there would have been rather a strange idea. But I was there, and I was glad to be there at that time. Nobody was around and with the mobile phone switched off, there was no words of nonsense advice coming up. So, I continued the walk until I heard the voice.

“Hello! Hello!” the voice came up with the same thing.

I looked around to find the person, but there was nobody. I checked the phone to make sure that it was switched on, but it was not. Then I turned around to face the rocks, and there I found the Lich Queen.

“So you are here again. It is always a pleasure of horror seeing you. How did you manage to resurrect yourself this time?” I asked.

“I am a simple undead creature who gets animated on magic. I thrive on your depression; it works like a spell to bring me back from the dead each and every time. I have often wondered from where you find the sources for this much depression. It has made me feel so much alive this time” she said.

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Wandering through a beach at mid-noon – perfect for some extra thoughts!

“I have my interesting sources, and I have even listed them down. But you look so beautiful this time. What happened to the skeletal structure? This is against the third law of the undead which talks about bones. You are like the prettiest girl around here right now”.

“That was smart, because I am the only girl around here right now and so I will automatically be the prettiest; no need to say. Yes, I am more than just skeleton right now. Your depression has hit a new level, and it has helped me to get my own upgrades” she said.

“Stop feeding on my depression to come back to life. Why are you always after me? Why don’t you go to one of those sorcerers practicing black magic and make them bring you back from the dead?” I asked.

“They are not really good as they used to be. The modernity has taken a lot of their powers away, and they struggle to keep the magic going in the world of science. But that is no worry, as I have you here. Who is your source of depression this time? The ones who compare you with their children and keeps telling you that you should be like them?” Lich Queen asked.

“Yes, something like that and a little bit more” I answered.

“No way! I thought you had gone a long way beyond that. You have been listening to that ever since you were born. I was expecting something bigger! I thought that it would have something which I can tell my zombie minions. Yes, we are going to attack you together because my zombie kids need more territory and bones, but this is depressing for me to come alive feeding on this centuries old case of depression” she complained.

“I should just get rid of you because I need loneliness. This beach is supposed to be lonely at this time” I said.

“No, you can’t. I am the product of your depression and I will be with you until sunset when I will be free to go to my zombie team. We will have some horror fun around here. I will let you know about the total number of skeletons under this sea and we will count the number of crabs under the sands. I can even tell you when the sky will fall on your head” she said.

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The sands, the sea and the coconut trees never judge people – fair enough!

“I really don’t need to know that. Do you know that you can go and sit under that coconut tree until sunset because you can see me from there and then you will be with me without bothering me?” I asked.

“Absolutely not. I have to cheer you up. Why don’t you start the process by saying a hello back?” Lich Queen asked.

“Why do you need a hello?” I wondered.

“Because you can write about how a hello lead you to the Lich Queen? Isn’t it a nice reason?” she asked.

“Yes, not that interesting though” I replied.

“Well, things are going to change now. We are going to talk about those people who think that you are not good enough. We will connect them to hell and then we can roast them in the Devil’s Chicken Curry. I still wonder why none of them have come to my place yet” she said and continued talking as if there was no end to the dialogues.

As the day came to an end, the time period of the existence of that ‘hello’ was beginning to disappear, and the Lich Queen scattered into the wind which carried her off to the nearby cemetery. It was also the time for me to leave as I kept a few things said by her in my mind and returned home.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Sony Cybershot Digital Camera a few years ago.

TeNy

The Chaser of Dreams

He was always good at chasing dreams. The result was that he could always find the right paths which lead him to great success multiple times. But he often felt that he had chased them so much that he often forgot to live. His friends had also warned him about the same. His parents had also told him to work less and live more. He used to spend a lot of time thinking about the same. It was at night on a rainy day, that he found what had followed his earlier dreams and what should be done. He decided to come back at the same time every day for weeks, until there was some progress in the later stage of his story. On that special day, the rain was once again there and so was the lady.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to chase me. I am not the one you are looking for. You don’t need me at all” she screamed.

“But you are the only person whom I ever wanted. I have known this throughout my life, and I am sure about it now” he said.

“Don’t you have your dreams? I know that you have a lot of things which you desperately want to accomplish in your life. Can’t you go after them instead of bothering me?” she asked.

“You are my dream. Not just any dream, but the one true dream. You just keep following me inside my head whatever I try to do. I feel very much inspired for the same” he said.

Darkness spreads. But how fast can that happen?

Darkness spreads very fast. Dreams often get completely lost in them.

“I have a lot of work to do. Do you see this list? This is the list of people whom I have to meet tomorrow, and I have this complete list of work which I have to do before the next Christmas. There are lots of special days in between too. There is nothing about us here. Do you have any idea how difficult it is already for me? Do you understand that I have no time for this?” she asked.

“Yes, I know all that. I have been seeing you every night at this exact time. You are a busy person, and so am I. But I can help you with these. I just need to be with you. Just be kind enough to provide me with a chance” he begged.

“This is really getting ridiculous. You seem adamant. Okay, you have been asking for so long. I agree. You are going to get what you want” she said.

“What? Did I hear it right? You really do agree? So we will be together forever like a beautiful fairy tale which has no ending?” he asked with a certain amount of surprise.

“Yes, for eternity; forever and ever as they say in those strange little stories, even though I don’t believe in even one of them” said the lady as he fell down dead. Lady Death took out a diary from her bag and tore up a page. She put the paper in the trash can on the road side and told herself “I hope that the minions at the other world won’t mind a few extra souls coming early. Some people will just keep asking for it, and it is so heart-breaking for me to refuse. After all, I am such a good person”.

Is there a sign of relief among the dark clouds?

Is that sign of possible relief among the dark clouds actually the symbol of the end?

She had a look around. As it rained heavily, she opened the umbrella and walked towards the distant light. The flickering source of light seemed to be moving away, but she kept following it slowly. Meanwhile, two figures emerged out of the shadows and looked at the corpse.

“And then he quit the conventional way of love and life. Some people really ask for death, don’t they? Do you have any idea what his inspiration might have been for doing so? How could this have become a dream for him?” asked the Vampire Bat.

“I have absolutely no idea even after such a long time on this planet, even though I have surely made a lot of guesses. It should be a human thing and often even what these creatures thinks about thinking is completely beyond my understanding. Actually, it is good that we are immortals and back from the dead. Otherwise you and your good friend might have been already dead” said Dracula as both of them had one stare at a police jeep approaching before going back into the shadows.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Asus Zenfone 5.

TeNy

No Land for a Darkling

It was the time of darkness. It had spread far and wide in the last few years. During those years, what we had seen more than the rest was the spread of this strange darkness. There were people who resided in them, or rather creatures. They were called the Darklings. The history books will never tell their story because they are not part of it. The only thing which they are part of, is the further spread of darkness. They have always needed this darkness to survive, as it was an integral part of them. They satisfied themselves with the same during night and harvested its energy for the day.

The Darklings didn’t belong anywhere, but they were from everywhere. The creatures had spread all around in no time. They were not called Darklings for their looks, but for the nature of their soul. They have been trying to devour the goodness of people for quite a long time and replace them with decoys taken out of their own dark souls. They knew that a small part of their eternally dark, pure evil souls would be enough to corrupt the humans who never suspected about their existence even in myths.

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These creatures have existed in many forms, sometimes inside people and sometimes taking different forms. They knew no fear because they rarely valued their own existence, but wished to make it big. Their evolution can be traced from the greed of the common man, and also expanded on the pride and envy. They were digging a pit right in the heart of their mother. They knew that it would help them to hold on to their positions and have a significant amount of power which would help them to make more and more money in this world. It did help their kind through centuries, but the process had never been this direct.

This was more of an act of vandalism because they had ceased to care any more and hoped to find even a treasure if possible. They enjoyed this act because they had dreams of the Vault of Plenty being opened to them at the expense of the people of nation as well as their mother herself. They had all the ingredients which were to be put in there including intolerance, hatred, religious fanaticism, terrorism and many others which they had cultivated in a secret cave and brought to their target location on a magical spear which was spawned as the result of a spell called Politics de Heartless.

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Intolerance was their greatest weapon. It was easier to come along with hatred because it could easily work on a personal level. They knew that it was the strongest of them all because a combined strength of these could make the rest happen with ease. The Darklings continued to dig deeper, and they used the weapon of intolerance to make the sides more beautified. Only by reaching the bottom of the heart could they target the core and plant the evil there with full strength. They had hoped to find the core, the Unity in Diversity, a lot earlier but they just kept going deeper and deeper.

After hours of digging, they had finally reached somewhere. They had planned for this day since a long time ago, and they kept their newfound minions, necromancers and shadows ready with their weapons of hatred and intolerance. But it was not like they had thought. The core was immortal in nature, and there was nothing that could take its unique superpower away – it was love and compassion for the other, which never vanished. The core expanded and threatened to explode, only to bring hope to the Darklings about replacing it with pure evil. But in just a second, it returned, and with that return it took them all inside.

Unity in Diversity was the strongest of them all, bigger than anyone had expected. Darklings never knew its true power. They thought that they could take over it, but they were wrong. Along with the Darklings and their minions, the core took with them, and destroyed the secret ingredients of evil. Darkness slowly spread away, and as things seemed to settle, there was a small crack on the ground which was left. A few children came to the open ground with a football and started playing. It rained, but that didn’t affect the game. The crack on the ground then stood closed.

And then Mother India smiled, free from all worries.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were captured by me and the term Darkling is taken and personified from Matthew Arnold’s Dover Beach: “we are here as on a darkling plain”.

TeNy

Time Machine’s Child

“Are you sure? This is a tiring job. This looks like another blue sofa” he said.

“Yes, and you have to turn it around” she said.

“We have been turning blue sofas around for quite a long time. We turned them around so many times that some of them are now in their original positions. Why are we in this furniture shop in the middle of the night? You told me that we will hide here until the shop closes and there is something which is a matter of life and death. Now, you are turning blue sofas around. Have you completely lost your mind?” he asked.

“I am trying to reach a certain pattern. Can you just trust me for now?” she asked.

“Yes, I can do that. But turning blue sofas around at midnight is no sign of trust” he remarked.

“But it is so in this case”.

“Well, this is too strange. I have seen many kinds of people, but none of them keeps turning the blue sofas around in a furniture store at midnight for no reason” he said.

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“Okay, please read this then. It has enough details” she said while giving him a book.

“Your diary? No, I would rather turn the blue sofas in all directions”.

“But don’t you want to know why we are turning the blue sofas around?” she asked.

“Yes, but I don’t want to read the terrible details in there. None of it makes any sense” he hesitated and turned another blue sofa around.

“It is about a time machine and the future” she said.

“I wonder why it is not about the fairies”.

“Well, it is a long story. There is a myth not much known. It is about the opening of a portal which initiates a lost time machine as it alters the balance which is maintained between the past, present and future, and the machine will come through from an alternate reality”.

“You used to talk about a time machine since you were a kid. I have often felt that you were seeing things which were never there. I often feel surprised that you see less these days” he said.

“Yes, I used to provide you the information which was fed to me from the future. I know the source now. It is from someone who was lost during time-travel, and there is a machine which lost its way into that reality which has no connection with ours. So, we have to open the portal to know about it better” she said.

“You could have chosen someone who believed, and not me. For me, this is really tiring” he said.

“Wait! Something is happening. Keep watching” she said as she looked under one of the sofas.

A light appeared from under one of the blue sofas and covering the same, shadowy figure appeared. With a long tail, two horns, two giant wings and fangs, the creature came out from under the furniture and stood tall. Its wings covered most of the width of the room and the horns were burning blue. Its fangs were bloody and its eyes were red. There were flames in its right hand and darkness as a globe in its left hand.

“Who are you? Where are you from?” they asked while trembling in fear.

“I love this blue sofa. So you want to know. Well, I am many things. In simple terms, I am the death of goodness; very often, I am the plasterer of falsehood and the darkness of your own soul. You have seen me on many occasions, but you have never really noticed me. I am all around you in the form of abuse and hatred. The creatures from the other world call be by many names. But you can call me Mephistopheles. History has known me by that name. There is no question about where I am from, because I am beyond the realms and I can deny the concrete existence of any known place in your world as I can alter its reality” it said.

It is to the insides of Earth that we have to return, for we are dust.

“This is really not good. I was so wrong” she remarked.

“You have invited me to your world. Now let me take it step by step. There is enough hatred in your world for me to thrive on. I shall make it destroy life like the flames in my hands and spread further like the shadows in my other hand. But I need to start taking over from some point, and I feel that I should start with you two right now, right here. Interesting, isn’t it? it asked.

“I really wish there was a time machine, and then you could have gone back in time and watched supernatural horror movies instead of the science fiction fantasy” he whispered in her ears as the demon set the room ablaze while shadows covered the building from outside. The shadow cover in the night made sure that the flames were not seen by the people in the vehicles who passed through the roads on the way to the airport. A burning diary flew out making its way through the shield of shadows and landed inside a waste bin which also caught fire.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Sony Cybershot Camera in the last few years.

TeNy

Back to the Memories

Vampire Bat: You said that you wanted to ask a question. What was that?

Vampire Owl: Yes. Do you know how I got this scar?

Vampire Bat: I believe that there are plenty of wonderful reasons for that, and if I start counting, I shall find myself in need of a calculator.

Vampire Hamster: Vampire Knight, sir, do you need a calculator right now? I have ordered one from Flipkart. I can show you the model and you can tell me if it is enough.

Vampire Bat: That was not supposed to show an actual need for a calculator. Why is this guy always here whenever we are talking something seriously?

Vampire Owl: The rest of the vampire team takes too many holidays. This person here forgets to take vacations due to his memory problems, and so he is here for most of the time.

Vampire Bat: Okay, you can still tell me one reason for this particular scar.

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Vampire Owl: It is a very long story. Once upon a time, not that long ago, but still enough years behind to have a subplot to my story…

Vampire Bat: We won’t be needing that much detail. You can start with just a few hours or rather a few minutes before getting that scar.

Vampire Owl: In that case, I can deal with this in seconds. When Mavis was little, she hit me with the immortal claw while we were playing.

Vampire Bat: The immortal claw? Who gave that to a little child?

Vampire Owl: Nobody. She was ready with that when I returned to her after giving some instructions on what not to do.

Vampire Hamster: Sir, can you look at my claws and see if they are immortal?

Vampire Bat: They are not really claws. So Mr. Vampire Owl, you were instructing her on something.

Vampire Owl: Yes, I had given her a list about things not to do, and objects not to touch, and in failure of the same, I threatened to punish her.

Vampire Bat: You shouldn’t have been allowed to take care of anyone above the vampire toddler level. It is where your expertise ends. You can’t be the boss to any kid these days, and this one is the youngest known member of the immortal vampire clan. She is the legacy, and you can’t talk to her like that. Considering what the new generation kids do these days, you are lucky to be alive.

Vampire Owl: I didn’t know that the situation was this bad. I have been taking care of kids for centuries. I have even taught a few kids to take over the world.

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Vampire Bat: What? You were responsible for those wars? Well, the influences on the generation are pretty bad. They have terrible role-models among their own people and celebrities, and you know that the effect of modernity has showed up here too.

Vampire Owl: Yes, I am the only good role-model around here. It is written on my scar; I mean, the face.

Vampire Bat: The problem has to be solved at the root level itself. Parents these days have no time for the children; just like Uncle Dracula. The current friends of the children are mobiles and laptops. Parents need to be like friends, or they can’t gain the trust of the children.

Vampire Owl: I understand that we can’t depend on fear. Even in my case, I was the one who ended up being afraid. Kids these days are dangerous. I need to get into their good books or get some armour.

Vampire Bat: Find a way to bond with them, or your end will come from your times with the vampire kids. Mavis has grown up and is in control. But you can’t say that same about the human kids who are ignored by their parents.

Vampire Owl: I would start the next season by eating Chocos with them.

Vampire Bat: Fair idea. Develop on it, and make sure that they don’t bite you. If they are working on any of those electronic devices, there are more chances of them biting you. There is no chance for guessing what all they are exposed to, with the internet so much readily available.

Vampire Owl: The infection of modernity and its gadgets; we have to be very careful about it. I understand.

Vampire Hamster: We will beat this infection together, sir.

Vampire Bat: Can you at least stop looking at your mobile phone while you talk against it?

Vampire Owl: He would make a nice kid; at least better than the new generation children. He is surely not going to go Lord of the Flies on me.

On this occasion, do have some Chocos 😀 : https://www.facebook.com/mychocos

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of Kellogg’s Chocos which I have mentioned just above.

TeNy

A Flashback: Vampire Way

Almost everything around us is artificial. There has been a trend of having natural stuff, but that doesn’t really reflect the truth. The marketing is very good and it means that we are forced to believe that something is good for a certain thing, but the actual truth is that it is not even close to being okay. So, the products are artificial and the advertisements are fake, and so how difficult it will be to find the right option?

We even had artificial vampires in the form of Twilight, and then, it is only natural for humanity not to be natural. They have taken modernity to replace the nature and it has been a common thing. The baby’s skin should be even more sensitive to the harmful effects of those artificial things. The negative effects that the products like paraffin can create on the skin are not worth it.

Mavis Dracula: This is an interesting read. There is no horror, but good.

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Count Dracula: And so it was written, and so it is.

Mavis Dracula: Is it true, dad?

Count Dracula: Yes, it is. There is a long story related to that.

Mavis Dracula: Oh! Is it an immortal vampire epic already? Is it part of the Imperial Vampire Library?

Count Dracula: No, not that much. It is related to the Vampire Owl. He has written a book related to the same.

Mavis Dracula: I never knew that he had such a special skill.

Count Dracula: It is a long story. The book was actually very popular with the Lich Queen. She didn’t buy it though. Still managed to take photostat copies for the little zombies.

Mavis Dracula: You are sure that such artificial things were not used on me?

Count Dracula: Yes, there is a list on the things used, and the artificial is not part of it.

Mavis Dracula: I would need to get and read that book to be sure though.

Count Dracula: For gaining more information on the same, I am sending a secret agent, the Vampire Squirrel.

Mavis Dracula: He is of any good? I have never heard about him. I thought I knew all members of the team.

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Count Dracula: Yes, he actually has a very good knowledge about the goodness of natural oils and its benefits for the baby skin. He has read the book, and he is also doing further research about the same.

Mavis Dracula: Is this Dabur Baby Massage Oil from my past? I think I know something about it.

Count Dracula: Yes, a lot related to the same. The vampire babies need special care related to the same. There are only a few years when the vampire child is vulnerable.

Mavis Dracula: I miss those days. There was so much care for me. I have some fine memories from that time. Those days can never come back.

Count Dracula: The memories are recorded, my dear. You can rewind and watch them whenever you feel the need to do so.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of Hotel Transylvania.

I am participating in the #FirstLove activity at BlogAdda in association with Dabur

TeNy

Need to Remain Evil

[The story so far: The wizards join in the grand tower to make sure that the sons and daughters choose nothing other than the Dwarven engineering or the Elven healing. The Wizard of Wind takes another step towards the same as he receives the book “Guide to Destroying the Hopes of Others” and advice from the Dwarven Eldar which he takes to The Wizard of Life; he thus attains knighthood. Meanwhile, the rest of the magical world remains free of the ridiculous thought procedures of the wizards. ***The images used in this post are screenshots from my time spent in the game, Age of Wonders: Shadow Magic which I highly recommend.]

“I am sorry, but I can’t hear you” shouted the Wizard of Wind through the personal magic portal.

“You should be able to hear me, because your portal is newer, and it even got the touch screen” shouted the Wizard of Life.

“I know. I got the touch screen just to show people this new technology which can be used with the magic. It is not of any use to me. I just need to show people that I am awesome, that is all” replied the Wizard of Wind.

“Yes, even I want to do the same only. I am hoping to prove that some people whom I don’t like are so bad that it will make me seem like the better person. I will just write a magical letter to everyone that these people are very bad, and also add some psychology to it to prove that they are mentally unstable”.

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“I don’t think that people are going to believe you, especially if you add the part about being mental. It becomes a case of spreading hatred against somebody. You can just they that they are not right, and also that they are bad” Wizard of Wind came with another opinion.

“I have been sending letters related to such things about my wife’s family for so many years, because I can’t really blame our wizard and sorceress teams. It feels so good after to have blamed the others. Well, we are all so awesome right? They are the others, and we should blame them only. It gives me so much satisfaction that I can make others seem bad in the eyes of the world. Even though they are all lies, it provides me with the happiness which can’t be compared to anything else, not with the material wealth or even a life in heaven”.

“Actually, the material wealth is very important. It is what should define our lives. This actually brings me to my son, and yes while talking about all the good things, my son and his wife come to my mind. Do you know that how much they earn? I might have told this already, but I need to say this so many times every day, and otherwise, I can’t sleep. And you shouldn’t write bad about the family of your wife, especially if they are lies. It is bad, and instead why don’t you write a letter about our greatness and send them to everyone? After all, we are all big achievers. We should write a book about how great we are and it will automatically make it clear that the others are not good enough” Wizard of Wind gave the idea.

“But I have to speak ill about others. It is the only thing which I have done for the last few decades. I hate everyone who has achieved anything as long as they are part of my wife’s family. It bothers me so much. We should be the superior ones, right? I mean we are like a high caste, the grand wizard legacy which goes back to that time when we were married, and I hated her because she was from the island. I mean, we are like a group of legendary wizards and sorcerers, and what is she but coming from that island far away where people seems to have so much culture. It made me so jealous” Wizard of Life added.

“Actually, they were the superior ones, better civilized, and better cultured even at that time…”.

“No! Absolutely not. We were always the greatest. We have been a united group of brothers and sisters who have loved each other, and have known how to do the right thing for such a long time that…” Wizard of Life kept adding new lines.

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“Until the day of the partition. Of course, I wasn’t there, but I have heard what you people were doing at that time, taking sides and giving it a nice fight” added the Wizard of Wind.

“That is only partially true” remarked the Wizard of Life.

“Which part is not true?” asked the Wizard of Wind.

“The part about the fight. I didn’t get to do anything. I was just standing there and listening to all this. I retired from the Great Wizard Council International after that”.

“You just left from there? You can do that?” wondered the Wizard of Wind.

“No, I just took the Voluntary Retirement Programme. It is a fair deal, and as it was the best time with a nice offer, it didn’t do that bad to my career”.

“Did the early retirement bring anything better in you?” asked the Wizard of Wind.

“Yes, I bought a hawk to deliver more letters about others being useless and mentally unstable. I had too much free time after that, you know”.

“So the idle mind remains the devil’s workshop? What they say is true for wizards too”?

“I don’t know about the devil, but I have only good intentions”.

“Yes, but nothing good actually comes out of it; but money is everything – all the things depends on it” remarked the Wizard of Wind.

“But still, I am the Wizard of Life, and I am the oldest and the greatest of them all as I am also the Wizard of Mind” proclaimed the Wizard of Life.

“Yes, title is pretty much working for now” said the Wizard of Wind.

TeNy