The game of lost souls!

Why do you ask such lame questions in the class? How do you even think of it?

Do you seek attention in the class or you have this habit of making a fool of you every time?

Myra said this with her patented annoying style, shrinking her eyes, lifting the cheeks to an awkward position and that one sided grin.

 

I was about to say that Myra! You are right. He is behaving so weird these days.

Lost in his own world.

Who on this earth would ask the value of acceleration due to gravity at the end of the chapter called as Laws of gravitation? Ben added to Myra’s concern.

 

Do you remember the face of the physics teacher? They both giggled.

 

 

Ryan was walking little far from both of them and now after all this conversation, he slowed down even more to avoid listening to them.

 

Their physics class just got over and they were heading back to their home.

It was 8 p.m. and sun was completely down by now. It was getting darker.

 

They always walked back to their home even though it was long 20 minutes walk. Ben was a moderately rich with his own car at this age but he did not like to show off so he also preferred walking with Myra and Ryan.

 

Myra and Ryan were friends since childhood but they broke up for 3 years in class 9th till Ben came and sorted it out. It was not a girlfriend boyfriend break up. But both were egoistic to say sorry to each other on a stupid crush issue in school. They can, in fact, never be in a relationship because they literally hate each other.

Two scorpions can never be happy together. That’s what they agreed on.

They were almost born together with a difference of just a day.

12th and 13th November.

Ben on the other hand was a cool stupid guy with enough manly hobbies to make him look masculine. Otherwise he should have been a girl.

 

A skinny white guy with only 2 countable hair on his chin, which he prefers shaving rather than trimming just to act manlier.

Myra on the other hand was the prettiest nerd in the school. Her spectacles made her look more beautiful and her long hair was the charm of all.

 

Ryan was always lost in his own world, dreaming of something. He was not interested in studies or attending classes. He had this bad hobby of getting into new experiences even if it meant trouble to his life or anyone around him.

They all made a perfect match for a happy friendship circle.

 

Walking by the road laughing on Ryan’s stupidity in the class, Ben and Myra walked ahead of him.

Ryan never mind on these small issues. He loves spending time alone. Thinking of his own world.

 

Ryan had to return Myra’s calculator so he walked fast enough just to catch their site.

 

Kicking a stone on the ground for the 13th time in a row. He brought that stone from the tuition to this place now.

The stone has now gone into a gutter and he really felt sad about it.

 

He bent down to see where the stone has gone. He could see it through the holes of the gutter. He thought of opening it but it was too dirty and smelly. He could see many rats moving around and webs of the spiders covering the whole place.

He tried to open the metal bar kept on it but it was too heavy to be lifted alone.
He tried again but suddenly he heard Myra shouting.

Ryan threw it back on the ground and the bar made a heavy resonating metal sound. Ryan ran away from the place.

 

He looked ahead to catch a glimpse of them forgetting about that stone in the gutter.

 

He ran towards them and they were standing in front of him just signaling him to not make noise.

He slowed his speed as he came nearby, catching his breath again, he asked Myra.

What happened?

 

Myra signaled it to him to watch the next street.  They were standing on the T-point.

 

It was a huge street made on the sides of a very old graveyard.

The paint on the walls of the graveyard was fading. The black bricks could be seen with old greyish cement on it. They never reconstructed it. The smell was really terrible.

Rats and cockroaches roaming around the sides of the wall.

 

Ryan tried searching what Myra signaled him to watch but he did not find anything strange.

 

Myra slowly whispered to Ryan. A man just entered through that iron gates which they never saw opened before.

Something was shining in his hands. Ben also saw that.

 

 

Ben trying to be really cool about the situation was actually pissing off in his pants.

The place was really old, even older than ben’s great great grandfather. There was a terrible story his father told him about the place. He knew it was not safe to tell Ryan about the story, as he would get keener to get inside.

 

Ben tried avoiding the situation.

It should be the priest. What is strange about that?

Lets walk back home. Ryan you know about Myra.

She doubts on every single thing.

 

Ben trying his best to take their attention away from the steel gate.

 

But this was closed since ages Ryan walked diagonally just to see if he could see the man who went inside, whispering slowly.

He saw some strange green orange lights flickering inside.

The lamppost under which they were standing also flickered a bit. It made a trippy sound and started shining again brightly.

Ben was terrified. Myra and Ryan felt strange.

 

Ryan took off his bag and gave it to Ben.

I am going inside, if I don’t come back in 5 minutes than either you call someone or grow some balls till that time.

 

Myra held her back. You are not going inside Ryan. It maybe dangerous, you know its dark right now.
The sun was completely down by now and the streets were black by the slow rain last night.

 

They heard a man shouting and Ryan rushed inside the door.

 

Myra came forward to stand on the door and ben was carrying Ryan’s bag and moving behind slowly.

 

Ryan stepped inside to another door, which was already opened by someone else.

 

He entered into the graveyard that was little scary at night. The scent of the flowers was fresh as if someone has watered the plants few hours back.

He could see the names of the people carved on the stones.

 

Mr bent who was his neighbor few years back died in a car accident.

He tried searching what he came for.

 

Hiding behind the bushes Ryan tried to look for the person who just entered. The lights were not flickering anymore.

He saw a man whispering something very slowly.

Ryan could not make out where the voice was coming from. He searched from left to right and finally found the man sitting in an empty grave whispering something.

 

Ryan keeping his feet as slowly as possible moved closer to the grave in which this man was sitting. He tried concentrating on what that man was speaking.

 

Suddenly the man stopped whispering and Ryan looked in between the leaves, catching the glimpse of that man again.

He was sitting there in the same position. He looked really weak, badly hurt and pale.

There was some light coming from something kept in front of his legs.

Ryan stayed there for a minute waiting for the man to make some movements but he was still.

According to ryan, this man was dead. There were no movements whatsoever.

He went in closer to the body, coming out from the bushes.

He walked closer to that grave with full intention to hit this man back if any movement happens.

He picked up the stone from the ground and kept it behind his back.

He saw a board shining in green blue light. Some weird things were made on it.

He could only saw 2 words on the board.

Play or die!

 

He felt weird in his eyes after watching that board. He came closer to the man to sense if he was alive or not.

 

Myra pushed him back from behind. They both ran backwards. Myra he is dead, we should call the police- Ryan said.

 

You need to get out of this. Ben has gone to your home and called your parents. You should rush back immediately.

Don’t get into trouble this time.

Just before going out Ryan picked the board in his hand, Myra asked him to leave it behind. He did not listen.

They both ran back out of the graveyard to their home.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before entering the house, Ryan called 911 and told them about this body lying in the graveyard. He swiftly put the board under his T-shirt from the back side.

 

Ben was standing at the door. Ryan punched ben in his stomach while entering the house. He took his bag from his hands, slipped in the board and locked him outside.

 

Call ben inside Ryan. I need to talk to him- Ryan’s father ordered.

Ryan opened the door again and ben was smiling.

 

Ben had already told everything to Ryan’s father and his reaction said it all.

 

You are not allowed to go out at night now. Not even physics tuition.

Study at home.

What if that man was dangerous?

What if he was a killer? Don’t be a hero at this age.

You are not mature.

His father shouted at top of his lungs.

 

Ryan went back to his room and his phone called.

Hello this is officer Mark speaking. You reported a dead body sitting in the graveyard.

We have taken him to the hospital. May I know who is speaking?

Hello officer. This is Ryan and I live closer to that place. I saw that man so I called.

Thank you Mr. Ryan but could you please come near that place for a minute?

 

Ryan rushed down through his balcony door and ran at his fastest speed just to make sure he could come back immediately. He did not want his father to make a scene again.

There was an ambulance and the police officer was standing there.

Mr. Ryan? He asked.

Ryan shook his head.

Thank you Mr. Ryan. We have taken him to the hospital. But could you tell more about the person?

Ryan had no idea about him and he told the truth.

 

Ok Mr. Ryan but do you know what happened to him? How he entered this place?

Ryan did not tell him about the board.

He just said that he knows nothing.

 

The officer replied back ‘we will call you back in case we need some information’.

Ryan nodded and came back immediately to his room.

 

He could not stop thinking about it and messaged Myra about the same.

His phone beeped.

 

Myra- don’t even think of opening it.

Ryan- why do you always boss around?

Myra- why do you always love troubling people around you?

Ryan-  You go to sleep. Good night.

 

Ryan was too tired but he just removed the cover to see what’s written on the board.

 

It was kept in sand and he cleaned it with the cloth.

It was written in a Belarusian text.

 

 

Гульня страчаных душ

 

 

THE GAME OF LOST SOULS

 

 

PLAY                              OR                                             DIE

 

 

 

 

 

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How to travel the world without money?

Spoiler – I’ve learned more about the world from regular trips to the library than on any escapade abroad.

In general, I love traveling, I have managed to gather plenty great experiences and stories that linger along with me thanks to those travels, but more than traveling, I love home and my library. Some things cannot be lived in your own country, smells, sounds, tastes etc, which is why the only way to experience these things is to book a flight, grab a bus, or a train, and travel to some unknown destination for you and feel these things for yourself.

Why travelling is overrated?

 

  1. Gaining perspective. You get a broader image of what the world is, its an opportunity to burst your bubble and Get out of your comfort zone.
  2. Coming back home. After an intensive trip of constantly moving around, there’s no better feeling than arriving back to your own space, your own bed, your family, your food.
  3. Better appreciation for what you have. Being grateful for those things you take for granted on a daily basis.
  4. Problem solving, Creativity . Unlike in your own country, in other places you have to hustle to solve problems, many times they don’t speak any language you know, you have limited knowledge on how things work, and you have a limited amount of resources to fix problems.
  5. Not Traveling by the book. “When in Paris, you have to go to X or Y”. There’s nothing I hate more, than having to visit a place and taking a selfie, just because a trillion people have already done it, you have to travel by your own demands and your own intuition.

 

“Buy experiences, not things. They last longer & make you happier”.

 

Moving to the topic. Here are some tips to save money when you are travelling.

 

Couchsurf  – This service connects travelers with locals who are willing to let them stay with them for FREE. Using this site you will never have to pay for accommodation. Years ago I read about a guy who has been traveling for years while only Couchsurfing and I’ve used this service about 10 times and always meet amazing people. Sometimes you get a room, sometimes a couch, sometimes an air mattress, but it’s always free. There are also local Couchsurfing group meet-ups that can help you make friends in your new city. Similar sites include Servas and Hospitality Club but I like Couchsurfing the best. It’s a more active community.

Airbnb– Another cheap way of travelling to cities with local people.

Hitchhike – A free way to get around destinations that is relatively safe and quite common in many parts of the world including Central America,Eastern Europe, Japan and some places in India.  I’ve hitchhiked in a few places around the world and know many people who have done the same.

Free Walking Tours – Want to learn about the city, get your bearings, and see the major sights? Take a free walking tour. You can find them in 90% of the major cities in Europe, and there are also a few in large Asian cities, New York, Australia, and New Zealand.

Some good free tour companies include:

 

Get Free Flights — There are so many ways to earn free flights. Sign up for a few travel credit cards, collect miles, and then fly for free. Most cards offer sign-up bonuses of 50,000 points — and if you sign up for both an airline card and a general rewards card like the Chase Sapphire or AMEX card, you can combine the two point balances and get a cheap flight faster.

  • Watch out for deals and coupons
  • Shop at their member stores
  • Put everything on the card
  • Date a lovely air hostess
  • Make a pilot friend

 

Sleep in large dorms — Large hostel dorm rooms are the cheapest paid accommodation out there. If Couchsurfing isn’t your thing, this is your next best way to save money on a place to sleep.

Get rail passes / Travel by bus— Booking ahead of time can usually save you about 50% of the cost of a train ticket, but if you don’t want to be tied into a fixed schedule, rail passes can save you a lot of money. I’ve saved hundreds in Europe.

Cook Your Meals – Buying from 24*7 and cooking it yourself is the best way to save money on food.

If you feel that no matter what you do you will never get ahead by saving money, follow this guide to ultimate travel frugality and see the world on the ultra cheap

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Exam time?

Mind always wander!

Where Life is a travelogue...

In the middle of exams, when you must complete a syllabus in a fixed period of time, why does the mind wish to run away from the table and books and to watch beauty of spiders gliding down from their cobwebs, of the patterns of shadows cast by pen and its various components, of the leaves swaying and birds chirping, of the blinding golden sunlight wanting ferociously to break in through the windows, inside which I sit; of the rustle caused by the footsteps of people coming and going out of the library, of the crinkles caused by the smiles, of the furrowed eyebrows creased with concentration, of distracted minds and of focused minds, of the library architected with impeccable symmetry, of creating pieces of art with the paintbrush, of watching the strokes that the pen creates, of watching the muscles twitch when the words are penned down on paper…

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Trust…

Where Life is a travelogue...

Just like the droplets of water that slide off the rose petals,

or off the wings of duck,

or off the leaves of lotus,

I would want some of my worries to slide off my head.

I would want them not to linger upon my mind,

but they hover like wasp over its prey,

they stick like grease on the skin,

they engulf like the swamp of a mire.

I wish to wrench myself away from it,

like the river running away from the glaciers,

like volcano erupting from the core,

like the rain bursting out from the clouds.

I shall keep my mind calm,

like the moonlight on a silvery night,

steady as the flame in a windless room,

with the calmness of the deep sea waters.

The power which courses through the universe shall bring peace home,

the power which brings in the fragrance of the dewy night,

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A Walk among Many…

Beautiful

Where Life is a travelogue...

I sit at the crossroads again,
The smell of the freshly cut grass fills my lungs deeply,
And the my feet have walked through these roads yet again,
With the rustle of whispering leaves and the lingering scent of bamboo accompanying me in this walk,
Where I felt the rhythm of my steps, and the feel of my full sleeved shirt on my arms,
Where I observed the distinctive gaits of so many different humans,
Where the ears strained against the silence to hear the ever-present chirp of crickets, so seeped in the darkness that it seemed a part of the silence,
I saw the violet moon, with only a golden crescent peering out to those roads, where I walked, yet again.
I drink in the sight of a lone lamp in the big gardens decorating the center of campus,
I relish the sight of tiny violet flowers that spring out…

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Monochrome…

Where Life is a travelogue...

The contrasts of black and white…
The pearly white moon spreading its radiance in the dark velvety skies…
The wavy reflection of the white moon on the endless bewitching dark waters of the sea…
The smooth black ink gliding across the pure white paper…
My feet, white against the dark of the black dammer roads…
The black and the white, the surreal patterns on the passing butterfly…
My nature’s beauty incomparable, powerful, dreamlike in the monochrome.

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How I travelled 7 countries in less than 50k (700 euros) ???

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Clear blue skies and just a small groundswell - perfect conditions for enjoying this stretch.
Travelling is not about money, its about courage.

I am pretty much sure that you must have read one of the books of the legend who said these words. The living alchemist- Paulo coelho
I am not sure if this is the right way of saying it or not but yes these words are true.

You must be thinking.

What is the relation between travelling and courage?
Give me the money and I will travel. Sounds cool and easy. Right?

The underlying condition behind these lines is that you are passionate to travel, you love talking to people and making random friends anywhere, adventure drives you crazy, risks makes you go awesanneeee and you are willing to give up anything but travelling.

But what is the reality?

You cancel your travelling because you think its gonna cost you a lot. You make plans but you don’t execute or you dont…

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The game of the lost souls!

No one has ever been able to prove the existence of the terms rebirth or reincarnation. The existence of a soul is still not ascertained yet believed by most of the people. Though many people seems to believe in past karmas, life cycles and soul.

No one exactly knows what happens after we die. Do we take birth again?

How is it decided? Heaven or hell exists or it’s just a story.

Even if we come back then who decides what we become in the next cycle.

Why do we forget our past actions in the next birth?

Who weighs this good karma with bad karma?

Is it all decided?

This vicious life cycle as described in all the holy books.

All these were unanswerable until this man claimed that he has made the game of lost souls? He claims to know the secret hidden behind our subconscious brain.

All that has been ever done in your past and present life.

He could relocate any person to his past life.

Being a psychic neuroscientist for past 45 years with a dark background, the officials decided to lock him up in the prison for disturbing the media and the people around him.

Before they could catch hold of him. He ran away or maybe he died but they could not find his dead body.

They just found the laws of the game of lost souls, which he claimed was the only way to communicate with the past karmas.

The 7 levels that need to be cleared if anyone need to exit this game of birth and death.

Any failure in any round of the game leads to complete paralysis of the body, mind and soul and then the ultimate macabre.

Can anyone step forward and see what’s inside those 7 levels of the lost souls?