Samaira loves Devyansh. He resorts to black magic and devil worship. A teacher by profession, he had everything, name, fame, riches...all that he needed except the one. What was the one he was searching for? Nobody knew except a few. They formed his core group of confides. His world, a creation of his deception and black magic housed her for a long time, leaving her with many questions unanswered. He did not have any weapon to kill but he still managed to damage her mind, body and reputation beyond any repair. By deception, he created a bad world for her. A world full of greed, lust, anger, betting, prostitution, penchant for gold and foul smell. A magical world of illusions inhabited by tantric practices and other-worldly norms.
Waiting for her release from the magical den, she is cribbed, cabined and confined. It is no peaceful place but a haven contaminated with all things bad and abound with negative energies. Samaira has travelled past dimensions of time and space for a purpose - to lead her life with the anti-social elements of the Universe. Who are these anti-social elements? How will she lead her life with them? What do they want from her? Will they succeed?
Was she an ordinary mortal or an Incarnation?

The Hell Games

“I am hungry. Let’s make some pasta,” Samaira cooks. 


“I want to try something interesting. Reading a novel might help me with my creative appetite,” She ponders. 


Excitedly, she reads her favourite genre when she envisions certain things. She begins her murmurings - 


“As I move through the dark corners of the tunnel, the dreaded spider mobs welcome me with their “other guests”. A bright beam of light glowing into a thousand splinters forges in with great pride unleashing its motive of tearing the density of the ever so mysterious clouded mist. Heavy spells of moist dampen the cracked walls, leaving room for morbid and mosses to settle. 


The heights of the pillars show no limits to the sky and abound my imagination with thrill and excitement. The various colors of the rainbows give way to the dark black hues paving the way to some lighter shades. 


Reminiscences