TIME TO START A NEW AFTERLIFE!

In a case of mistaken identity, 26 years old He YuLan, an eccentric university graduate, passed away the day before her first job interview and ended up in the Underworld. After finding out she had no option to return to the human world, and her next reincarnation was a lifetime away, she was given a fresh start with a new life... or afterlife in the realm of the dead.

Join YuLan as she learns to adapt to the other world while spending her time engaging in the many unique jobs the Underworld has to offer!

Henry finally decided what car he will buy. It was Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 black color, and it's cost just for $30,000. Henry choose this car as mainly it looks quite good but not attract attention as this car is fairly common at this time as even his father has one.
After decided, Henry then goes to Chevrolet dealer to buy the car. After 2 hours of the various document and stuff, Henry finally gets the car. Henry then circles Palo Alto as his home is near the famous Silicon Valley.
Henry feels quite fortunate as his home near Silicon Valley, to get there you just need 10 min drive. This will save trouble later if he wants to recruit talent here.
Henry circle Palo Alto and the Silicon Valley for 2 hours to familiarize as in the future he will have a lot of activities here. Henry deciding to stop as now is time for lunch and drove to a nearby restaurant.
Henry sits in the windows side as that is his favorite spot. Henry then orders a steak and a juice to fill his stomach. The restaurant quite crowded as this is a time for lunch. At this time Henry then spotted someone familiar, but he not quite sure.
That person then approached Henry as all the seat are full and just Henry opposite seat not occupied. It was a man with long hair and quite a messy beard.
"Hello sir, is your seat occupied, as you see now all the seat is full ?" He asked with a polite tone.
"Sure, get yourself occupied." Henry answered as he still thinks who this man is.
The man then sits down and begin to order.
"May I know your name? I seem has seen you somewhere." Henry asked as he is really curious, someone he familiar must be an acquaintance from the future or Henry know him.
"My name is Steven Paul Jobs, but people usually call me Steve." The man introduced himself
When Henry heard that, he shocks as he didn't expect to meet Steve Jobs here. At this time Steve Jobs still has his hair and about the same age as Henry as Jobs is 1 year older than him.
Henry quickly calm his mind as he introduced himself, "Nice to meet you Steve, my name is Henry William, but you can just call me Henry."
They then chatted for a while until Jobs food arrived. After Jobs finish his food, they chatted again about their lifestyle and hobby. Henry then learned Jobs now is in Reed College and looking for a part-time job.
Henry did not expect this meeting as now is still too early. After they chatted for 30 minutes, they parted way as Jobs has other business to do. Henry then pays Jobs food as they make a friend. Henry feels this is still too early to pull Jobs into his company as his preparation is not enough and Jobs still need to mature.
If Henry pulls Jobs too early, it will only counterproductive as now Steve Jobs he knows in the future has not yet mature. So Henry just makes a good impression to Jobs to make things easier later.
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Henry goes home and parks his car in the garage. His garage quite big as it can hold 2 car, 1 his father, and another his car.
As Henry enters the home, Margaret is sitting in the living room while reading a newspaper. His father Jacob usually home late at night as his job as a professor at Stanford is quite busy.
Henry then greeted his mom, "Hey mom, what are you reading ?"
"Your book now became a bestseller in the US, many media want to interview you." Margaret replied with a smile as she feels proud her son have this achievement.
"Of course, that's because my work is good. Oh yeah mom, I have a new book here, I already completed it last night." Henry feels proud but then he thinks now is the right time to launch the 'Da Vinci Code'. Henry plans to use 'Devotion of Suspect X' heat to hype the release of his new book so the book is selling faster and hotter.
"What book is it honey?" Margaret curious as now she knows her son is a genius at writing, maybe his new book can bring her surprise.
"Wait a minute, I gonna change my clothes and bring the book"
Henry then goes upstairs to change his clothes and bring the 'Da Vinci Code in his drawer.
Henry holds the book and gives it to Margaret. Margaret then read the book for 5 minutes as Henry wait patiently.
After Margaret read the book, her tone somewhat weird, "Are you sure you want to publish this book?"
"Of course."
"Do you know what are you writing? this can be considered as blasphemy!!!" Margaret tone somewhat high as William family is Christian, even though they just barely faith in it, but they still respect the religion.
"Of course I know what I'm writing. But listen to my explanation mom, all of this based on the historical research and various material that I researched. So the content is 99% according to historical material and about the content the book itself, I don't know much as I just fictionalize the rest of it." Henry explained to Margaret as he knows the content of the 'Da Vinci Code' is controversial and has condemnt many Christian in the future.
But he determined to publish it as the 'Da Vinci Code' is the bestseller of 5 years and sold for a total copy of more than 80 million in 2009. This book is determined the fund he needed for the company establishment.
Margaret was then silent for a while. Henry knows she is thinking now, so he just waits patiently.
After about 10 minutes of struggling in her mind, Margaret then says "This is the last time I helped you honey, if you want to publish this type book again in the future, I will not help you." Margaret then agrees as who makes Henry her son, so she decided to help him.
"Yes, this is the last time I write this type of book, I promise mom. And can you negotiate with the publisher about the royalties, it's best if you can help the royalties reach the highest." Henry promises as he knows writing book is just a way for him amass the money need for company.
In the future, there are a countless way to make more money than writing a book so he thinks this may the last book he released, maybe he will release a book later if he has time.
"Well, let mom call my friend and discuss this with her." Margaret then walks away from the living room and prepared to call her friend.


Henry William, reborn to 1973 due to unknown reason.

On this golden year, the opportunity is everywhere. 

The Internet, Black Monday, Japanese Real Estate Bubble, Soviet disintegration,..... he will participate in all of them.

Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Jeff Bezos,..... all of them will be working under his company.

Watch Henry as he builds a super business empire covering all walk of life and his consortium surpassing the Rothschilds, Rockefeller, Morgan.......
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This story happens at an alternate universe, so if there are similarities to the reality, it's just a mere coincidence.

Discord - https://discord.gg/w3N7T6f

*****

Eden just lies down on her sleeping bag inside her tent, a flickering candle providing a dim light beside her as she flipped the pages of her journal in the beginning first pages to where she had written her first entries from when the zombie apocalypse began, how it started and when it started.

Eden's gaze was almost distant as she read the written entries again as she remembered those dark horrific time that happened so suddenly a year before.

She decided to write another entry to her recent one, reached for her pen that was there beside the candle, and despite the low dim light, she can see very well to read and write even in the dark.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: DAY UNKNOWN, 8TH MONTH AUGUST, 2XXX

Hey, it's me again, Eden.

I had to write this down just so you can get the idea of how long has it been since I had remembered on when, where, and how this apocalypse all began.

It had all happened and started so suddenly that anyone including me wouldn't have expected it at all or was even prepared for it.

It was just a year ago that it all began.

Starting the first days when I first moved into this city, thinking that this place might be the chance I'm looking to have a normal life.  Me finding and living a simple apartment, searching and working in a normal job and so on as normal and simple like that.

But I didn't know that everything was going to change.

Just go to the beginning.

And you'll understand.

*****

Eden finished writing, put her pen aside and then flipped to the first pages again, reading the first entries once more before the candle goes out and she goes to sleep peacefully for another night.

Her mind wandered off as she read her first written entries again, remembering those times.

*****

A YEAR AGO BEFORE APOCALYPSE

Eden was so happy that she felt like screaming with joy as she finally putting the last storage box into the storage room inside her new and cheap apartment she's now living in, after moving into the metropolitan city.

She looked around at her space which is already filled with furniture and stuff and decently made up in a simple homely appearance.

She was happy at this kind of simple set-up for she isn't like most people who wanted to decorate in a fancy or messy way.

Once she double-checks everything and saw that everything is all fixed up and fitted to her satisfaction, she went straight towards her desk where a newly-bought big book is at the top and a new pen is there beside it.

She opened it, almost caressing her new personal item like it's a treasure and then started writing on the first blank page.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 1ST DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, 2XXX

Hi! This is Eden, the new owner, and writer of this new journal.

I just moved here into the metropolitan city.  But I will not write here exactly where and who I am, because if ever I lost this book somewhere in the city whenever and wherever I bring it along, I'd rather not have some stranger find out even if it's a kind Samaritan one or something.

There are plenty of other journals in the world obviously, so it's not a loss that I lost this one, even if it's like a diary to me.

It's not like I don't care if someone did read what's inside it since it's just some random stuff I write in here about what I'm doing in my life, what my thoughts are and venting out my frustrations.

Anyway, I'm getting a little sidetracked.

I just found and moved into a new apartment, it's simple and luckily cheap.  And it's in a good neighborhood where I don't have to worry about coming home late at night and worry about some gangsters that are going to be roaming about the streets.

Not that I don't know whether there are in this city I moved in.  But I hope there aren't some here.

Seriously, all I want and wish for in my life is a quiet and peaceful normal life for once.

Since the beginning when I was a kid, my whole life has been noisy, hectic and a complete mess with me being someone used something like a punching bag verbally or used as an outlet from my own family's frustrations.

Don't get me wrong. I love my family and I do really.

But for once in the former past of my life, would it be nice for them to at least not try to use me as a verbal punching bag for almost all my life?

I have ignored them or tuned them out whenever they talked bad to me as if I didn't do anything good in my life, since my high school, college and now my first ex-job days.

Hey, all I want is just normal life.  That's it.

Simply put, it's not like I want to go anywhere if I had super-high grades or anything.

I don't want to be one of those people looking for supreme and high-end rich jobs that will provide so much for me and my family.

That's not me at all.

Sure, my whole family has been medium-poor in a way of sorts.  But it's not like we're about to go homeless so soon.

That's just me sounding a bit selfish for myself but I'm telling the truth here.

Anyway, I finally had enough and when I secretly saved enough money for myself, I left my family behind without looking back except leaving a simple note and then moved away to this city so that I can firmly become a sole independent.

Most of my life, I have been doing something for my life, it's just that my family didn't even consider listening to me or giving me a chance to show it.

Well, who cares about them?

As the saying goes, they'll reap what they sow when the time comes.

So right now, before I finish writing this entry.  I'm about to go to my new job, which it's only a part-time job as an office assistant in a small firm during the day and cashier at a small grocery store during the night.

Though it's part-time, I'm just content with that. I have enough money saved up for myself that's with me kept safe and hidden in cash and the one in my bank account.

I'm off to bath and get ready for work.

So stay tuned for more! (smiles, laughter)

I'm writing this in my journal to liven it up and lighten up a little.

I'll be writing my next entry and tell you how my first days go here in my new normal life at this new place.

*****

After Eden finished writing her first entry in her new book journal, she stopped and put down her pen and sighed and stretched her arms up high as if instantly tired from writing and then rotated her neck around to heal the strain she's feeling inside.

Then she turned her head to look at the curtained windows beside her and the desk she's sitting next to and slowly stood from her chair and went over to it.

Eden moved the curtains a bit, staring at the grand and beautiful view before her which is going to be usual and normal in her new life.

She wouldn't trade it for anything and if ever in the future that something goes wrong, she won't go back to her life before and keep on trying and moving forward to stay and live in the city.

Then she let the curtains fall back into covering her windows and she walked to her bathroom to shower and prepare herself for her new part-time jobs and start working in her first days living and working in the city.

Little did Eden know, it is that her whole life is going to change.

In an unexpected way that she had never expected and wasn't prepared for it.

*****

It was exactly 7 days later, right there in the same apartment at the same city Eden is living in for only a week now.

Eden came bursting through the door like a bomb just exploded from outside and she ran for cover in her apartment instantly.

She quickly slammed shut and locked the door with the double locks latched as well and she panted heavily as if she was running a long marathon.

Then Eden seemed urgent and panicked and felt like she had to write in her journal to calm herself down from what she seemed to saw or witnessed before.

*****

JOURNAL ENTRY: 7TH DAY, 1ST MONTH JANUARY, YEAR 2XXX

Holy Mary Mother herself and Jesus Christ himself too!

Sorry, I wrote this so suddenly that I couldn't help but do it.

I'm sure you're wondering why I'm suddenly writing and looking a bit frantic in this entry.

Well, something happened that I didn't expect it at all and I'm pretty sure that the people aren't as well when they saw the news and heard stories and rumors about it.

I don't exactly know when, where and how it happened.

But it did so suddenly that I wasn't even prepared for it.

This is how it all started in the beginning.

I'm writing it all here in my journal.

The first days of the apocalypse.

*****

*****

I am alone.
In a Zombie Apocalypse.
I'm on a self-journey to find more survivors or trying to find a safe place.
Or I'm just living through it and surviving all by myself.
Listen to my story.
Listen or read about my survival.
It is all here in my SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL

*****

A lone survivor.
Since the beginning of the Apocalypse.
She survives through a hellish fallen world.
With nothing but her wits and a few skills that she has from her former normal life and learned throughout the apocalypse.
Listen to her tale.
Listen to what she has gone through in her survival through everything and how she managed to stay alive.
Listen or Read her SURVIVOR'S JOURNAL.

*****

"How long have you been alone?"

"Since the very beginning."

"How did you survive by yourself?"

"Nothing.  Nothing but with just my wits and a few skills and smarts that I have learned throughout everything."

"I'm surprised you're even sane and alive for so long and being alone."

"Oh, I'm not alone.  I have my journal."

*****
(Author's Note: This is a fictional story.  It is not based in real life at all.)

****FINAL EXAMS****

It's the final exam now!well to be honest I did study for the past few months and did quit well in some of the subject but I don't have a good feeling about math.

As I enter the hall, I try to reflect and remember the important points. Well finally we all sat down and the teachers gave us our questions and we started writing on our answer papers.

I tried to remember the answer for the question but couldn't,I felt quite frustrated at that time. what's the answer for this!!shit why can't I remember it🤦🏻‍♀️.

So, I got pissed off and started writing what came to mind when I read that question. After nearly two hours, I finally finished my exam and went to Jigme's hall to wait for her.

She finally came out after fifteen minutes or so. Well we discussed about the answers. After sometime,we rested under a shade. She suddenly turned to me and asked a question.

"Where are you going for winter vacation Sonam?" She asked tilting her head.

"Well... I'm not sure right now, maybe I'll be doing my part time job or go to my village?" I said not knowing what I'm gonna do.

"Ahh..you still doing that part time job for saving money and go meet BTS right? Sometimes I can't believe how obsessed and hardworking you are when it's about BTS."She said laughing at me.

"To be honest, it's not my obsession or hardwork, it's just I feel myself more in content and happy while I'm thinking and working for them."I said smiling.

"Yeah yeah!I know how much you feel happy with those seven men. Anyways you heard about the scholarship right? where they would choose only 5 students to let them study in South Korea next year"She asked me.

"Wait..what? There's also a scholarship for South Korea?Like how would we get the scholarship?how will they choose those 5 students?is the scholarship funded by government or not?"I bombarded her with questions.

"Chill.. Sonam,I'll tell you about it. It was announced yesterday in our class by our teacher. Well if you wanna get the scholarship you have to first of all have good grades in this year's exams plus you should be athletic and lastly they said you at least had to do some charity events in school. Well practically they'll let you study for the whole year,the teacher said that it was some kind of way to strengthen the friendship between the two countries (Bhutan and South Korea)and it's fully funded by the government. The teacher also said that if we get the scholarship, we'll have possiblity of having good jobs in future as the teachers there are very good at teaching." She said.

I widened my eyes at her. Dangg she should have told me about this earlier,I at least could have studied more smarter. There's no possiblity that I would get the scholarship. Keep dreaming Sonam!yi won't get the scholarship I know.

I asked her,"Well I don't think I'll get the scholarship if I apply. Jigme isn't there other way to get the scholarship?"

"I don't know about that...the teacher only said that much to us. Why don't you give it a try?who knows you'll be able to the scholarship by miracle!Just give it go okay?"she said sweetly.

"Hmmm..well I'll try then but I seriously want that scholarship, it's my ONLY WAY I think now as I won't be able to meet them if I just sit still like this"I said monotonously.

Jigme cheered me to be strong!To be honest who wouldn't want a chance like that right? where you get to study and get to go to your dream place! So now finally both of us started walking towards our home. Both of us said goodbye and went out own ways.

I reached home finally. As usual there was nothing to do at home and I still had 1 hour before my part time started. So I just scrolled through the phone and remembered about the Namjoon's birthday today. So I quickly wished him in weverse, twitter and Instagram. 

****After one hour****

I didn't know how the tf the one hour passed away. So I got ready and told lie to my parents that I'm going over to my friend's house. I walked for twenty minutes and reached the cafe.

I wore my uniform and started cleaning the tables. I was humming a song and was cleaning when someone shouted at me from behind. I got so scared that I stumbled backwards and was about to fall when someone grabbed my waist and pull me towards itself.

My head instantly came in contact with a hard chest but somehow it felt comfortable to me. I looked up at the the person who grabbed me. My my who knew the person who grabbed me was Ugyen!!!! Now my cheeks started to get redder just by looking at him!!I instantly let him go and stood their with a red hot cheeks 🤦🏻‍♀️

"I'm so so sorry Sonam!I didn't know you would get that scared. I'm so so sorry okay?" He said in a apologetic tone.

"No n-o it's okk-kay, I-i wasn't scare-d"I said stuttering.

"Really?you sure right?but why is your cheek red?did my hand hit your cheek?" He looked at me in such cute way.

"No no I'm okay!my cheeks are just like that and don't be sorry!"I said lying about the cheek thing.

"Ohh okay then,well I wanted to ask you if you wanted to grab some dinner with me after we finished our shift?if you don't have any plan"He said with a smile.

My crush just asked me to have a dinner with him. How can I not accept that?gosh!!!!I'm so happy uwu uwu

"Sure why not?i didn't have plans anyway"I smiled reassuringly.

"Great!"he said happily. So we both started working and soon the shift finished. We then left the cafe and Ugyen started leading me to a restaurant.

Well it was great restaurants, the interior design looked modern and fresh and there were many people who were there to eat. Ugyen took me to a table and we looked through the menu but the prices of the food was expensive.

"Psst.....psst Ugyen! isn't the prices of the food expensive?"I asked him worriedly.

"Ahh that's why I didn't tell you where we were going!I knew you would've been worried about the price but don't worry it's on me today" he eye smiled at me.

Well soon the dishes came and we ate and finally we finished the dinner and left the restaurant. Along the way we talked about random stuffs and funny things. Well suddenly he asked me if i ever had a crush or boyfriend?lmao how could I practically tell you that you're my crush!

"Well actually I do have a crush!but I don't have a boyfriend"I said.

"Ahh I see! who's your crush?"he asked me with puppy eyes.

"LMAO I won't tell you that!and by the way you might've a crush or girlfriend right?"I asked him but practically begging him to say no from inside.

"Chill Sonam was just asking!well I don't have a girlfriend but I have girl in mind lately" he said.

Well practically that hit me hard!it felt as if my heart shattered into million of pieces. I just gave a small smile at him. Soon we both said good-bye and I thanked him for the food and went out own ways.

After reaching home,my mom was practically nagging me about coming home late but that didn't matter to me. I just felt hollow and felt like sleeping. I thought to myself that I should stop crushing on Ugyen now!he already has a girl in mind lately!so Sonam stop now!But I couldn't stop wondering who's the girl in his MIND?I'm just nothing to him I guess. With a heavy heart I slept...

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please support and forgive me for the mistakes 🙏🏼
Thank you so much for reading tho!

Time!money!family problems!no support! MAINLY THE BASHERS!
See if a seventeen year old girl is able to meet the idol(BTS)whom she loves for more than 5 years despite the problems holding her down!. 



PS~ It's my first book!hope you enjoy>.

That night Little Bo stayed with Lin Xiaoxiao at the hospital. Shen Xing and Shen Li went to work on trying to find the best doctor they could to give Little Bo's mother even one more percent chance towards the better of the outcomes. Qin Mei was heading home to gather up some overnight bags for the two girls. When she peeked in on them in the guest room that was connected to Bo Ling's VIP room, Qin Mei couldn't help but smile. The term "blood is thicker than water" is not always correct. Bonds formed together through hardship can be just as thick as any blood ties one may have. Blood relationships do not always mean the best of relationships. The two sleeping girls in front of Qin Mei are proof of that. Even Qin Mei's relationship with Lin Xiaoxiao is proof as well. Between the three of them, there were no blood ties just a deep familial love that could not be severed no matter what. 
Qin Mei left the hospital and headed back home. She stopped off at her house first to freshen up and get changed before heading over to Little Bo's place. Qin Mei did not go directly to Little Bo's room, she went to Bo Ling's room first. She wanted to clean the room up for her sister so that when she came back she would have a nice clean room to stay in.  As Qin Mei started pulling the sheets off the bed an object fell to the floor. 
Qin Mei knelt down and picked it up. It was a bunch of pieces of paper folded up together. Qin Mei opened it up to find it to be a letter. Qin Mei's hands started to tremble as she started reading the contents.
"To my dearest daughter. By the time you are reading this, I am probably already gone. The pain in my body has become too much to bear. I did not want to leave this world in such a way but I can no longer handle the pain that constantly shoots throughout my body. But before I go I must let you know a few things. That is why I am writing this letter. All those years ago when you were just a little baby I found you near a dumpster in City A. Some cruel minded person, actually left an adorable baby such as yourself to suffer the hardships of life at such a young age. At that time it seemed as if you were only a few months old. When I laid eyes on you I fell in love. Instead of taking you to the police station, as I should have, I took you home. During that time my life was very grey. But the day you entered my life color was once again added to it. You are the treasure I found that gave me something to work towards in life. 
Raising you became my goal in life. I told you that your father left when you were very young. But that was a story I made up the day you asked why you didn't have a daddy. I cried tears that night because I had to lie to you. At that time I found you I had a serious case of depression. I lost both my parents due to an accident and was having a hard time paying for the bills on the home my parents left me. But after I found you everything changed. I quit the job I had and started doing jobs that allowed me to bring you with me.
You became my life… No, I should say that you were my angel. A Guardian angel that broke me out of my depression. You actually saved my life. Because at that time I was thinking of ending my own suffering and joining my parents in the afterlife. 
As you got older and saw me struggling to make ends meet you even dropped out of school. As your mother, I felt upset that I was not able to give you a good life. But not once did you complain. You did oddball jobs and helped bring in more money which helped us a great deal. That year I borrowed money from loan sharks in order to pay for a few repairs to the house, made you suffer the most. Those people caused you to have a fear of men at a young age. My daughter, I am sorry. That was brought upon you by me and my foolish actions. If it was not for Qin Mei my dear sister I am sure our lives would have been a lot worse. Thanks to her the loan sharks finally left us alone so that we could continue our normal lives. I owe Sister Mei so much I don't even know how I could ever repay her.
Then there was the day you brought Lily home. That poor girl had such a horrific life. Such a kind girl treated in such a way brought tears to my eyes and made my heartache for her. It was then though with Lily in your life that I saw you truly smile for the first time since you were young. The two of you became like sisters in no time. I was truly happy that Lily came into your life. She changed our hard lives to one of ease within the first year she knew us. For this, I will always be grateful. There is no way I could ever pay her back for all she has done.
Now, my daughter, you are grown into such a beautiful woman. You finally met a man you love. You might not say it but I can tell by how you talk about him. The gentleness in your eyes gives it away. I hope in the future you will be able to marry him and have a good life together. Maybe even have a daughter of your own someday. 
My dearest daughter, Ru'er, although we are not related by blood. You are my Bo Ling's daughter. I love you and wish for you to have all the happiness in your life that you so dearly deserve. I am sorry that I am stubborn and did not want to see a doctor. They cost so much money, how could I ask for help when I already owe so much. Now that you are grown and have a life of your own now. I can leave this world content. 
Ru'er your mother loves you with all her heart… And I'm sorry I left like this."
Tears streamed down Qin Mei's cheeks...
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Death... That was all Lin Xiaoxiao got as she tried to walk down the red carpet at an awards show. Well, it should have been her death but when she woke from the darkness, she found her self in the body Xi Xiaoxiao. A girl who was the unwanted daughter of the Xi family. Beaten and enslaved, treated worse than an ant crawling on the ground. Lin Xiaoxiao promised she would get revenge on the Xi family for treating a little girl in such a horrific way. While taking back her title of top actress of the entertainment world at the same time! As an ex-top actress who can stop her? The one thing she did not count on was this devilish man who forced a kiss on her and whats worse is her body and soul cant resist him!

"Little beauty how about you help me warm my bed tonight?"

"I told you a thousand times don't call me little beauty! As for warming your bed... Not happening."

"Then how about I warm your bed then?"

"Mmm... This I can agree to. But after it is warm you will need to leave so I can go to bed. I'll be in the other room, take your time."

"Then I will just warm your body Instead."

".......Ah! Okay...."

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Days passed quickly and but progress was slow. Nishant was trying to understand techniques of writing better by reading as many books as he can. Book reports were being written without prompts from Rajat or any other senior member of the Lit club. Occasional writing assignments were given to Nishant, but those felt easy and did not bother him much. Shradha was helping him occasionally, but for free. When Nishant had offered money again, she laughed in his face and in between the laughter spree, she had confessed that it was just a prank. Things were not progressing well with Shradha. She was still struggling to save money for a laptop and just like she suspected, her father had refused to give her any money. "Why will you need laptop? Paying for your college itself is waste. I should have saved that money for your marriage instead of giving in to your stupid demands" these were the exact words Shradha's father had uttered. Despite of trying not to take these words into consideration, shradha was sad for few days. Sessions with Neeta were helpful, but money for laptop was still a problem. She had even thought of giving up on buying laptop and just accept her fate. But the sessions made her realize, she should give it a serious try before giving up. So shradha was looking out for a second part time job. 

One could say that Shradha and Nishant were friends now; acquaintance would be a better word to describe their relationship. They spoke occasionally in class about computer programs and coding. Shradha would ask him if she did not understand any of the academic topics or coding questions. But mostly their conversations outside the class were  about books. They suggested books to each other and occasionally discussed about their thoughts on the topics. By now they chatted few times, but mostly on instagram. Shradha had never given him a phone number and Nishant was not going to ask for one anyways. 

Semester  was almost coming to an end and lab exams were starting in couple of days. Shradha had some questions on the syllabus  and Nishant was helping her. They were sitting under a tree in the campus and discussing when shradha got a call. It was from one of the bars where she had applied for part time job. There would be almost 3 months of holidays  after the exams and Shradha wanted to earn as much as she could, during this time. Unfortunately they needed someone with prior experience. So they were calling to tell her that they rejected her application. Nishant could hear only half of the conversation, but Shradha's sad face told him that it wasn't  a good news. Upon asking, Shradha simply replied that she was not able to get any summer jobs.

 Nishant was puzzled for a minute. Even though he was from a middle class family he never had to take any part time jobs. Sure, having some extra money would be really good. But his parents had always told him not to worry about money at this age and concentrate  only on studies. According to his observations shradha was not from a rich family, but they were not poor either. So her sadness for not having a summer job was really puzzling for Nishant.  So he asked her directly why she needed a job now. Shradha gave him a smile upon hearing the question. "Because I need a laptop. I love gaming." 

"So just ask your parents to buy you one. Why would you struggle with all these low level jobs". 

"Because pretty boy, not all parents care about their kids. Correction,  daughters. " 
 
The look on Nishant's face told Shradha that he had not understood her words and sighing, she tried to explain. 

"My dad thinks he is already wasting enough money on me by sending me to engineering  college. If I had studied some other degree in some random college, he could have gotten rid of me in just 3 years instead of 4 years and also could've saved more money for my marriage and dowry. Despite knowing that, he will not give me a single rupee, I asked him to buy me a laptop. Result was an hour of constant ranting from daddy dearest and 1 hour lecture from mom about knowing my limits and what not. So pretty boy, I have to earn money by doing the LOW LEVEL  jobs. "

Nishant was shocked to hear this. Living in a patriarchal  society,  he knew there were people who looked down on daughters. But he never expected shradha to be treated that way. He always thought that she was this spoiled girl who obviously had support from her parents. Otherwise why would someone will  be so stubborn,  headstrong and adventurous. He had also heard that one time, Shradha was involved in some dispute which resulted in warning from principal. Someone had mentioned that Shradha's  mother was also present while talking to the principal. So listening  to her now, he had more questions. 

"But still, you could find some other way to earn  money. You can probably work as freelance editor or something like that. These days a lot of options are there for online jobs. "

Shradha laughed listening to his suggestion.  

"How do you expect me to earn money online without a laptop? " 

She was right. He had not thought about that. He was thinking of other ways when shradha continued speaking. 

"And we should never look down on jobs. Work is work; no job is low or high. I have been working as receptionist all these years and these jobs help me earn money and also I get practical experience. So I don't mind working; in fact I prefer working outside than staying at home during vacation. I will have to learn cooking, do household chores if I stay at home. So its win-win situation  for me. "

****Ongoing re-write****


‘Agar Tum Saath Ho’ means ‘If you are with me’ in Hindi. These simple words could explain how shradha felt about Nishant. He was her sole source of energy; He was the only person who could sense her emotional distress and calm her down easily. He was her best friend, her guide, and also whoever she wanted him to be. To Nishant, Shradha was like a breath of fresh air. She always pushed him beyond his comfort level and helped him rediscover himself. She was his strength and also his weakness. 

Shradha was the girl who was considered as ‘bad influence’, while Nishant was the ‘good guy’, who was role model to many students and even parents. They had nothing in common except for the fact that both of them were lonely and maybe a little broken. 

Nishant and Shradha came together by coincidence. Their relationship started with simple friendship, which slowly grew into strong bond. He could show his silliness only in front of her while she could afford to show her real self only to him. Despite constant opposition from their family, Shradha and Nishant had continued to be ‘best friends’ and nothing else. 
They were each others ‘first’ in many things and even when the whole world could see how they were already in relationship, Nishant and Shradha could not see the obvious.
When they finally realized they have been in love the whole time, all it took was changing the status on social media.

****

I always was a shy person, and I was frequently under the impression that everything that I have done was doomed to have failed. This feeling of inadequacy was deeply rooted in my heart and, as the dandelions one can find on the side of the road, similarly hard to get rid of.

These kinds of feelings would have kept a person hunched back in self-pity for a long time unless rotted out from the depths of one's mind. One had to explore the deepest part of their insecurities to be able to find the cause for this kind of feelings, but even then, after you would have gotten down and dirty and fought a long war to rid yourself from them, the self-doubts and judgements from others would just encourage new spouts to grow and the nightmare would start all over again.

I have tried not once, not twice, but numerous times to escape these crippling feelings, but I was unsuccessful. These weed like feelings had taken control of my life and have dictated the way I saw myself and others around me. It had left me feeling devoid of willpower and corrupted by the dark thoughts that I wasn't able to share with others, no matter how close to my heart one would become.

My life had been always affected by these thoughts and because of their influence, I was struggling to find a way and stay afloat in today's society.

I wasn't always like this, I was once an optimistic person, and people around me always said how my cheerful disposition made them smile, however this all changed once I grew up.

My family was never rich, and when my mother passed away when I was little, I was left in the care of my father who was mostly grieving on his own, trying to drown his problems in alcohol. In the end, he left me to be cared for by my elderly grandmother.

I couldn't complain much, but the absence of my parents, who were supposed to be my pillars of support, and the increasing judgemental society, I started to feel unwanted. And then the thought that I was not good enough for them, started to eat away at me. And that is how the feeling of being inept in everything I tried, followed me through my forming years.

As I passed my teenage years, I learned to lie in order to hide my shortcomings and to put up a font towards everyone. I was always the person who smiled the most, when I was nervous, when I was sad, when I was lost, every emotion I felt would be masked by a bright smile.

I once read that to be happy, all you needed was to smile brightly and believe it. I never could fully believe it, so it never worked for me.

I could no longer cry around people or show them when I was sad, my defense mechanism was so well put together that I would automatically plaster a smile on my face whenever someone even looked my way, no matter what I was really feeling inside.

And so the years have passed, and school was over in a blink of an eye.

I stumbled from job to job in search for something that I could say I was good at, a talent that everyone else seemed to have, except me. I worked for a while at a web design company doing content writing, adjusting keywords and researching them and even article writing. When that didn't work out I stayed for a while at home looking for jobs and working on small freelance projects. I was from a small town so a job in something I actually had experience with, were few and far between. I ended up working for various stores, such as clothing stores, a toys store and even an animal store.

My last experience at the animal store only drove me to never look for another job as a sales clerk again. I loved to be around animals and I was good at understanding their needs, I finally thought I found something that I was going to excel at, but I was proven wrong. My kind-hearted disposition along with my own convictions that I would mess up things made a good target for being taken advantage off.

From working two full weekends without a break to having to work a total of seventeen days in a row. Being accused of giving the wrong change and then made to cover the loss. And even being the only one to clean and mop up the shop after closing. I was being made into a joke by my colleagues and everyone knew it, even me.

Although they were all aware that this was not right, that did not stop them but instead made it seem like I was only making a big deal out of nothing. It was this kind of attitude that made me sick of working there. Before my trial period was even over, I had reached my breaking point. While I felt sorry for the animals I was leaving behind, I submitted my resignation.

Even on the day that I submitted my resignation, I was made to stay through the day although I was not obligated to by the contract, I did not want the animals there to be left unfeed because there were not enough employees around. Besides, I had some good times as well, such as exercising with the dogs, catching parrots and other exotic birds, and heck, even scooping out fish was pleasurable if the customers were patient since it was quite time-consuming.

After this experience, I had already reached the age of 28 and gained a new understanding of my situation. I would have to find a workplace where I felt comfortable, be it on a lower pay or out of the city, but I wanted to be somewhere where I would be appreciated. And so, I started looking once again for a job that included my favorite pastime, namely writing.

With the new idea in place, I knew I had to change to some degree, I would not be able to keep running away from every job just because it was hard, with this next job, I would surely hold my ground and learn to adapt. This effort would be something necessary for me to grow up and would help me become a functioning member of society.

Who would have known, that this new endeavor, would forever change my life...

Kate Ross is a slightly awkward young adult that has problems fitting into the norms of society. Her friends are all married and even with children while she is still struggling to find the right job. One day her luck changes when she is hired to work as a copywriter for a small company.
 
  Meeting new people and making new friends becomes easy when she joins the workforce, but when her care towards her boss becomes more than she could allow herself, her once quiet life becomes filled with struggles to keep her own feelings under control.
 
  Whether she falls prey to her feelings or she manages to fight against them, one thing is for sure, life is never as easy as it seems and it is up to her to face her own weaknesses or to stand up and fight for what she wants.

     The job flyer caught my eye as it deliberately excluded robots.  Most menial jobs without work experience requirements were done by privately owned robots whose owners reaped the profits.  The more robots you owned, the more net worth you could earn.  A lot of people invested in robots, so they could double their income.  Few jobs were listed anymore for solely humans.
     I jotted down the time and place for the interview and headed home.  I planned to check it out if I had the time.  Three blocks away from home, I had a holo from my dad.  "I saw your show today.  How much longer do you have until it wraps up?"
     "Just a few more days, Dad." I changed the subject. "How's the new dog?"
     "Better than the last one.  Your mom hasn't tripped over this one yet." 
     "She's still in the hospital with her broken hip.  You need to train the dogs better or hire someone to train them," I reminded him for the umpteenth time.
     "Why aren't you home yet?  I'm hungry." He griped in response to my nagging.  "Can you pick up something fried?"
     "I was going to cook.  It's healthier."
     "You only live once.  If I'm going to die, I want to be happy.  Pick up some fried chicken."
     I hung up the phone and headed to the nearest transporter to place an order for fried chicken.  It was no use to argue with a crotchety old man.  Plus, I liked fried foods too.  After a few seconds, I had piping hot fried chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy as I strode the final blocks to my street.  "Dad, I'm home," I called.  "I brought the chicken."
     "In the squatter.  Put some chicken on a plate for Fred too."
     "We don't need to feed the dog until we finish eating."
     "He's my dog.  He's family.  He eats with us."
     "Fine then."   Off to the kitchen I went.  Robotic arms on a track attempted to take the food from me, but as the robots would not serve the dog a portion, I decided to manually get the plates ready.  The Helping Hand robots were awesome, except for the fact that they would not serve portions outside of nutritional guidelines or for more people than were present in the home.  I have spent countless hours trying to defeat the robots logic to obtain a snack before.  Some things are left better to manual control.  Portion sizes are one of them.  However, I never want to relive the nightmare of doing dishes by hand like that week I was grounded for sneaking to a party ever again.  It's a delicate balance.
     Dad, Fred, and I ate dinner while watching the holo5.  The holo5 was the newest version of visual home entertainment.  The 3d holograms were now able to incorporate smell, so they were closer to making the five senses of humans appear in your home viewing.  I think they chose the smells though, as food smells were enhanced, but body odor didn't seem to ever appear.  Taste wasn't something they could transmit digitally yet (at least not cost-effectively), but food companies were always on stand-by when certain shows came on for multiple orders to the transporters.
     As a commercial for pizza came on, the smell was overwhelming.  I looked at my chicken with resignation.  Once I smelled Italian food, I was done.  Fred looked at my hands offering him my leftovers and rolled over to show me his plump body.  He was full too.  I put away the leftovers and placed a blanket over my father who had fallen asleep in his recliner.  I pressed the button to make the recliner go into sleep mode, which inclined Dad to a better posture for sleeping.
     I took Fred for an evening stroll, equipped with the disintegrator in case of any "deposits" and then deposited him to Dad's lap for the rest of the evening.  I pulled my hair back and got ready to hook my digital tablet into a charger so I could assist with re-writing the script for the show's finale.  The audience had responded more favorably to a villain than expected, so we had to adjust his ending and give his story more screen time.  
     As a junior screenwriter on this project, I did a ton of work for very little recognition.  Once this was over, I hadn't been assigned to any other teams, so I would need to look for another opportunity myself.  My boss for this project was an ambitious lady named Justina.  She made it clear that I could not promote or follow another team without her permission as she wanted my talent, but didn't want me to advance and leave her team.  
     Considering most of the recent season episodes were content I had written and gotten no credit for, I was ready to move on.  Justina always responded to questions as it was a team effort pulled off under her leadership.  While she was happy to take the credit for a team effort, any criticisms did not adhere to the same principle.  Therefore, the only thing in my file was reprimands, not accomplishments.  It would be difficult to sign onto another team with this company, even if I could go around my current boss.  Freelance writing positions didn't pay much, so I would check out that job I had seen on the flyer earlier today.
     After far too little sleep, I kissed Dad on the cheek as I headed out for work and he headed to the kitchen for his 4th cup of coffee this morning. When I arrived at work, I handed one of the five Galaxy Grinds takeaways to my best friend at work, Shelly Tragalfar.  She was waiting for her mocha cappuccino when I walked in.  "Prepare for the worst," she whispered as we headed to the writer's area.  "Justina is on the warpath.  We made our client wait until 3 a.m. for the script for next week."
     "Seriously?" I asked.  "We got the notes from the director after five yesterday.  That's less than twelve hours on a project that should have taken days."
     "Yeah, the director was raving about the content being wonderful, so she couldn't ream us on that today."
     "Sometimes I think Justina exists just to make us feel inferior.  Every time, we deliver quality, yet we get written up for the most ridiculous things."
     "Yeah, I mean, she even put in a reprimand on you for delivering items only a few hours late when you rushed to the hospital to deal with your mom's broken hip.  What does she expect from us, supernatural foresight?"
     "Shelly, if I go for another job, I'm putting you down as a reference to counteract what she's put in my file.  I can't afford a litigator to have my file corrected."
     "You know it, CJ.  I have got your back.  Any prospects yet?"
     "I'm looking into this position they were advertising.  It said robots need not apply."
     "That's usually something creative.  Robots have difficulty with fields that require creativity after all," Shelly postulated.
     "They are still great with analyzing what people respond to regarding creativity.  They can definitely help in a brainstorming session for marketing departments and many of the best marketing agencies use them.  They can even write according to formulaic phrasing if given enough data.  All of the latest Patterson Enterprises novels have been written by robots.  That's how they are still crediting novels to that Patterson guy who's been dead for a hundred years now.  If a formula works, it works.  They say he and his robots have written thousands of blockbusters."
     "There's a reason few of those are fantasy or sci-fi.  It's harder to be predictable in a novel where creativity is the biggest selling point."
     "Some of those are just as predictable.  Ever since video games came out, fantasy adventures are basically just a few adventurers going on a quest to save the world from something over and over again."
     "Yeah, you might be right.  Look lively, Justina is heading this way."
     "Ladies, team briefing in ten minutes," Justina informed us.  "One of those for me, CJ?"
     "White chocolate mocha is in the red cup," I smiled.  "I heard the director loved the script."
     "The director absolutely loved the script.  He's thinking of pitching a spin-off featuring this villain if the audience continues to respond like they have been.  We did great work on this one ladies.  Going forward, you just need to work on timeliness a bit, CJ.  We've discussed this before.  I'd hate to have to put another reprimand in your file.  You were supposed to have the revised script to the director at midnight."
     "I didn't see that note in the file transfer while I was working on the project."
     "Right here," Justina pointed to her screen.
     "Doesn't that say midnight tonight?" I genuinely felt a bit perplexed at having missed a deadline.
     "Either way, you need to sharpen up.  It doesn't pay to deliver things close to the deadline.  Prepare more quickly next time.  You should just have multiple scripts on hand when you are working on an arc.  I used to do that when I was a junior writer."
     "I'll take that under advisement," I smiled thinly.  Luckily, Justina didn't seem to care that my smile wasn't genuine.  I anticipated a long day ahead.

CJ finished her writing gig on a hit television series as a junior writer.  Not having gotten added to any new projects, she interviews for a human only exploration mission to a newly discovered planet capable of supporting biological life, like Earthlings.  What she discovers there will change her life forever.  Are you up to taking this journey with CJ?

EIGHT YEARS BEFORE

"FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT!
 TURN
 DOWN
UP 
AND…. 
SPLIT"

"Wohoooooo! Good job guys!" says Anne clapping her hands. She's a part-time fitness trainer. Suddenly her phone rings, 'it's me mommy' (the ringtone). Everyone around is envious of Anne to be soo good looking and young even though she is a mother of a one year old child. "Hello! What happened Kathy? You know I am at work…" "well Anne, Baby Gia is running a fever all of a sudden. I am rushing towards the First Hospital. Call me when you reach there." Not giving Anne a chance to speak, she says and ends the call. Anne panics for a second and recollects that this is the 3rd time in the past two months that Gia is running a fever. She instantly dismisses class and rushes to hospital without changing out of her black track pants and grey tee. 
She sits in her Audi R8 and starts the car. Rushes to the hospital as fast as she could. She enters the hospital and spots Kathy in the waiting line. She goes to her and takes Gia in her arms. "Sorry baby mumma couldn't take care of you. I promise I won't leave you now. I'd be with you always." Gia is in her sleep. Feeling the warmth of her mother's chest she snuggles to sleep. "Kathy thanks a lot for taking care of her. You must rush home and complete your work. I remember the submission is today at 11 p.m. I am here to take care of Gia." Kathy nods in agreement and takes a last look at Anne and Gia and says, "take care of yourself as well. You can barge into my house anytime. Don't stress yourself out." With this Kathy leaves. 

After waiting for another 20 minutes, the receptionist calls for Anne. Anne goes with baby Gia in the doctor's cabin. "Doctor this is the third time my child has got a fever please check and please tell me where I am wrong. I am a fitness instructor but I can't take care of my own child. How ignorant of me!" She is in tears. 

Doctor Luna has known Anne for the past two years. She diagnosed that Anne's fetus is unstable and then she was with her in the journey of nine months. She saw Anne from being dependent on her husband for her daughter's sake to divorcing him and giving birth to Gia all alone. She knows that Anne would blame herself for everything related to Gia. She sighs and says "Anne, Relax. Take a deep breath. You aren't ignorant. You did your part well. It's just that Gia's immunity is a bit weak and she gets affected due to the cold. Argh! The weather these days…..!" 

"Are you sure, doctor?" she asks and then bites her tongue. 'Anne she is a doctor. Not you!' "doctor please tell me what to do and how to take care of her more. I can't bear to see her in pain."

"Anne.. Relax. I have written down the meds. She'll be fine. But this time Anne did you keep the Air Conditioning on for a long time? Remember, babies aren't supposed to be under the AC."

"Okay doctor. I'll keep it in my mind. Thank you."

"Have a good day Anne. Relax. Everything is alright. Gia will wake up soon."

"Thank you Doctor." She smiles and leaves the cabin. She pays the bill at the cash counter and turns to leave.  

As she walks she ponders over what Doctor Luna said.. 'AC? When did I turn it on? And then she realises something… 'Kathy must've turned it on.. Oh! How did I forget that.. She is always using the AC! I can't blame her.She doing a favour on me by taking care of Gia. No. I have to figure out something else. She thinks of her everyday routine, which is so unstable. She's running from one place to another. She wakes up at 4:30 in the morning. She takes Gia with her to Kathy's place and leaves Gia in Kathy's care. She works as a fitness instructor in the morning- her classes start at 5:00 a.m. and go on till 8:30. She rushes home to take a bath and get ready for work. She is a senior content writer at 'THE NINJA'. She works there for a 9:00 a.m. to 5:00 p.m. shift.  After that she sets off to her own office. Yes! Anne has a company of her own. She started off as a small firm in her college days but with her hardwork and dedication 'THE WRITING SPACE' Anne's company entered the top 20 list of successful businesses in a short time. Kathy works in Anne's company as a senior Editor. 'The Writing Space' is a place for all Literature lovers. The company has hired professional critics, content writers, content editors, proof-readers and opens up an internship for college students every summer. Anne owns this Company and makes a seven digit profit after sharing the profit with her employees. She invests largely in the share market and earns money. Even after all this, she isn't satisfied. She wants to earn enough money for her daughter's education, future, hobbies, marriage, every demand Gia has, it must be fulfilled by her.'

I must stop the classes in the morning and take an all time work-from-home from 'The Ninja'. As for The Writing Space, her office is just one lane down her apartment. She can take Gia to her office and take care of her.' 

She spots a medical shop and buys the medicines for Gia. She then takes a lift and reaches in the parking lot and walks towards her car. She makes Gia sit well on the passenger seat and secures her with safety belts. She walks towards the driver's seat and starts the car. She keeps the temperature in the car warm and drives towards her apartment. She lives in a two bedroom-hall-kitchen flat on the third floor. She puts in the password and enters the house.

I was as far as the 7th month when one day, accidentally mine and Stephen’s mobile phones got exchanged. He put a password on his mobile but forgot about the notifications and then I saw a text from you. “Let’s meet over a coffee??” (along with a winking emoticon). I had just visited my gynaecologist who told me my baby was healthy. I had a hunch for a long time that Stephen had an affair and your message confirmed it. It’s so amazing that one harmless emoticon could shatter someone’s life and family forever.

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