Story teller (Vibin Chandira Paul)

     It was Sunday night.  I started to write my theoretical research paper on the topic called "To see the Future" .  I kept that letter in the book in which I was writing a short story(The Human who becomes an Alien in another World).        I took leave to finish my theoretical research paper.      This week is a very special week for every researcher, so it is hard to take leave.  Because, this week, we have to submit our research works.  From 70 research papers, they will select the top 3 research papers.  And the selection is done by the heads of every research community in the world.  Those selected research papers are submitted to the World Research Organization.   For the top 3 people(in each department), they will be awarded the "Best Researcher Award" and they will provide some funds for further research.  It happens once every 5 years.  And now, this is the day.      A call came from my Science Research Community (SRC).  They said, "You should come

       Aalya asked, "What happened? It's just a Quantum physics research papers" .  I replied,"I need your help".        I picked her and we both rushed to her home.  She was blinking without knowing what happened to me.  We entered her home.  Her parents welcomed me with a great smile.  I too replied with a smile.  And we both rushed to her room.      Aalya asked again, "What happened to you? Are you okay, Lashhuuuuu? "        I replied, "Not yet,  I need some clarification about these theories, Will you please explain to me?"      She replied with a smile, "Yep, sure".  And she started to explain.      "Initially, it's about the paradox,  I know you are well-versed with these topics, but I just recall you. Grandfather paradox – It is a potential logical problem. If a person goes to the past through time travel and kills his own grandfather(when he is child), it would make their own birth impossible. Schrodinger hypothe

       I reached Small Mount quickly at 4.20 P. M.,  It was a pleasant evening.  There is no sign of rain.  There are a few groups and a few couples in the park.  My dream started to break here.  My confidence level goes low.  I touched my pocket to feel the letter.  I boosted my confidence level to face the new situation.        At 4.30 P. M., Aalya came there by bus.  I saw her at some distance.  She waved her hand at me.  I too replied by waving my hand.  She started to walk towards me.        She wears shaded blue jeans and a moderate pink full-sleeve T-shirt with lite pink sneakers.  She had a little pink handbag with her.  She looks very cute, and the sunlight glows her skin tone, which makes her glitter.  The environment adds more beauty to her.        The distance between us decreased and my heartbeat increased.  But, I gave a casual expression to her.  Actually, we met after a long time.  Because,  I got some changes within me.  I wasn't able to face Aalya, as I faced befo

      The door opened......       Suddenly, I woke up with full of sweat and fear.  My vision turned from a blurring image to clear.  I saw my clock, it is 8:40 AM (tik tik tik....) and it is Sunday.  My heart beats very fast.  The same thing happened, as I said before.  My mom was cooking, and my Dad asked me the same question.   I was thinking that I got trapped in a time loop .      I saw the letter beside the clock.  I took the letter and I opened it.  Then, I realised that last night I wrote this letter for Aalya.  Atlast, I got it, it was a dream.      Dear readers, I can feel your inner feelings.  You all got upset, right?  I know, because I too got upset.  Now, I realized that I was not in a time loop, but rather I was in a dream.  Actually, the informations are right, but those incidents are dreams.      I made myself calm and clear that it was a dream.        Around 10 O'clock, Aalya came to my home.  By saying, "hi uncle, hi anty", she entered my room without