Sunday, 19 August 2018

Creative Corner

I am a craft loving person and like to create things out of waste, sharing few things that i've made(not so extra ordinary but i thought these are worth sharing).


  • Durga Maa's Portrait, made from wedding cards







































  • Another portrait of Maa Durga from wool and threads


































  • Gift bags from wedding cards and decor papers:






















  • Birthday card with old decor papers, ribbons and shopping bags:


  • Photo Frame on father's day, again with wedding cards:














Saturday, 4 August 2018

Is it possible? Part 3

Read Part 1 and Part 2
Its been two years, I am at mental asylum and no one visited me during this duration, not even my parents, not even my friends. You know what is most surprising thing? I don't visit that parallel universe any more and I don't have any back pains or bruises. But I am still given the electric shocks, without fail.

My mom left me here to be treated as mental, I cried for help but she just won't listen. My friend tried to explain things to her and the doctor but they won't hear him out, that was last when I saw him, when I saw my mom.

My life is hell here, I am not insane but nobody hears me out. And why nobody showed up in these two years. Is this my life now? Do I need to stay this way now? Why is this happening to me? Has everyone forgotten about me?

God does exist and this time he helped me, he helped me to get out of this hell. There was fire in our wing and we got to escape from there. I ran out, I am now free, free to go anywhere but where should I go? I went to my friend's house, no one lived there, he left the house after I was thrown into that hospital. I gathered courage and went to my house only to see what was unbelievable.
My friend was living in my apartment!!
I tried calling my parents but couldn't. I went to police station to know about my parents whereabouts, there I came to know that they both died in car accident, soon after I went to asylum. I told the cop everything though I was scared that he too would send me to asylum. But he believed me and assured me that he would gather evidences and will take action against him. Meanwhile I had to find home for myself, I went to a women's care center as directed by police station. There, I was given computer teaching job, considering my skills and I got a place to live.

I was in continuous touch with that cop and was doing my bit to gather evidences. And after 6 months of efforts I was ready to face "MY FRIEND".
Cops went to my apartment arrested him and now interrogating him and now he is unfolding the pages of past two years.
He was planning to betray me since long, he knew about my parents, about my parent's will! He knew all that because he used get me drunk and let me spill the beans. Back aches and bruises were because of some pills he used to mix in my water bottle while I was away.The "parallel universe" and all were his cooked up sh!t, those two guys were hired by him only. He made me sign a new will, when he gave me those pills to travel bl@@dy Parallel universe.He took away all my assets.  He only convinced my mom that I was going mad, he made her to put me into asylum. He killed my parents too in that car accident. He did all of this to get my life, my assets, my money. I trusted him so much and this is what he did to me...

Creative Corner

I am a craft loving person and like to create things out of waste, sharing few things that i've made(not so extra ordinary but i though...