Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 9)

When I look back at the moment we faced each other in that corridor, I realise it was merely my brain going into an overdrive and ignoring all other stimuli except his face. But that’s not how I felt that time. We were in a noisy corridor but it felt like someone had turned off…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 9)

Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 8)

“All participants are requested to wait backstage for the results, which will be announced in fifteen minutes.” Honestly, I didn’t care about the results or anything for that matter. I was in the green room, where I had rushed to as soon as the speech was over. I didn’t wait for the applause, or chance…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 8)

Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 7)

“You look pale as a ghost. Are you okay?” The auditorium was empty when we arrived and Raj made me sit on one of the seats. “I am fine,” I said, “just out of breath from all the running.” He sat down next to me and took my shivering hands into his. “I am sorry…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 7)

Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 6)

I stood on my shaking feet, facing the dance floor. The sight of Shashank surrounded by his fan club wasn’t helping. I was aware of the DJ changing the song. It was one of my favourites. I could hear the sound of the others cheering me over the loud music. Adi’s voice was the loudest.…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 6)

Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 5)

Meanwhile, the others had decided to play a game of Spin The Bottle. I still had an hour and a half before the much dreaded Round Two, so I chose to join in the game. Shashank hadn’t yet made an appearance, and I needed something to take my mind off him. I didn’t want Raj…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 5)

Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 4)

The main foyer was a hive of activity. It was lined on both sides with stalls put up by students from various schools and the sponsors of the fest. A small stage raised against the north wall acted as the DJ console. In front of the stage was a makeshift dance floor. I scanned the…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 4)

Fiction Affliction

SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 3)

“You’re good and you know it. Just trust yourself and be calm.” I wanted to tell Raj that the problem lay in the execution of his ideas but I loved it when he fussed over me like this. We were standing outside Block 49, and Raj held my hands like he always did when he…… Continue reading SToRy TeLLeR: The Crush (Part 3)