English literature - Black Hole CH-21 Black hole within Black hole

Jacob and Stella were marching forward cautiously in the dark den focusing their torches; still a presence of wild creature was at the back of their minds.
"Where are we? " Stella asked.
Jacob focused the light on the rock on which it was carved as ‘A’.
" We are in the different world altogether,.. so many years ago, a physics scientist Dr. Steven Halls created this world." Jacob provided the information.
Stella was looking at him in astonishment, with her open mouth.
"Different world ... How come?" She asked.,
They seemed to be eased of the fear of the beast existing in the den.
"He created what he believed." Jacob said.
"Seems unbelievable" Stella said looking around in the den.
Jacob raked torchlight across the den. While moving the torch he focused it on the different wells and the rocks coming across. On the rocks sitting beside the wells it was sculptured as ‘A1’ 'A2’ ‘A3’ etc.
"It seemed like there are so many wells." Stella said.
"They are not simply wells. These are entry to the other worlds, black holes as the villagers say." Jacob explained.
"Black holes? ... Oh my god, black holes inside Black hole." Stella said with surprise.
"Right."
"And, inside those black holes? " Stella asked with surprise and curiosity.
"Black holes again." Jacob said.
"Again black holes? ... Amazing!"
" How many times? There must be some end." Stella asked further.
"of course ...It seems that the scientist was able to create up to 5 nesting levels... A, B, C, D, and E" Jacob Answered.
"Five levels? ...I am just not able to believe this. In fact, nobody can believe." Stella was moved by the work of the scientist.
Jacob headed towards the well ‘A3’ (Level 1 black hole 3). Stella followed him.
"You know what. There is magic here inside. ...You want to see it?" Jacob asked trying to stretch her curiosity.
"Magic? ... This itself is not less than a magic." Stella said, lost in looking around.
"This is just nothing... I will show you the real stuff." Jacob said, taking her near the well labeled 'A3', holding her hand.
Jacob stopped, turned to face her, "Will you please remove your wristwatch?"
Stella looked at him with confusion.
"Just give me your wristwatch." He repeated.
Stella removed her wristwatch and handed over it to him.
Jacob matched it with his own wristwatch and adjusting the time in both watches he said, " See... now its ‘7.00pm’ in both the watches."
"What’s the magic in it?" Stella smiled and said jokingly
"Patience... the real stuff is yet to be started"
Stella pretended to be serious. Jacob smiled at her. They shared a tender smile.

.. contd..

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Marathi literature - Black Hole CH-22 Dimention of time.
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Adaptability is not imitation. It means power of resistance and assimilation.
--- Mahatma Gandhi
Jacob adjusted his watch and Stella’s watch to show exactly 7 O’ clock in them, kept Stella’s watch on the top of the rock labeled ‘A3’, and turning to her said, “Now, come on. Jump into this black hole with me.”
Jacob led Stella to the well. Stella backed off immediately showing her reluctance.
“Don’t worry, its similar to the previous one.”

Lastly he prepared her to jump and they both jumped into the well ‘A3’. Her shriek reduced slowly and then abruptly stopped.

Jacob and Stella both fell on the ground in the rocky den.
They got up slowly. Stella looked around, expecting something different. As Jacob got up, he focused his torch on the rock, which revealed ‘Exit’ carved on it.
"Only one well? " Stella asked.
"No, one more is there.... B1. Why?"
"No, nothing. I just asked."
"It seems you are enjoying jumping in the wells... Is it? Jacob said, trying to tease her.
Both of them sweetly smiled at each other. As Jacob stared at her lovingly, she averted. Jacob took her to the rock on which 'Exit' was sculptured.
" This is ‘Exit’ well, through which we have to go back. " Jacob said.

Jacob and Stella were standing near the ‘Exit’ well. They took a stance to jump.
"Is it possible that, Gibson may have been trapped in some black hole at some level? " Stella stopped and expressed her concern.
"Possible." Jacob said plainly.
" How it will be, if we search for Gibson through all black holes at all levels."
Jacob thought for a while, " Hamm.... Obviously, anybody would think so, but it is too risky..."
Before Stella could ask anything more Jacob hold her hand and jumped with her in the well.

Jacob and Stella fell on the ground in the rocky den of level 'A'. They both got up with smiles on their faces.
Jacob focused the torch light on the rock on which ‘A3’ was carved and Stella’s wristwatch was sitting on its top.
Jacob went to the rock, picked up the wristwatch, brought it near his wristwatch. CLOSE ON: Both wristwatches side to side.
"See your watch shows 7.15pm while my watch shows 8.15pm..." Jacob pointed out.
"How? How come? " Stella said in astonishment.
"The time dimension of this black hole is different than here ... 15 minutes here is equivalent to 1 hour in there." Jacob explained.
"Surprising!! Really, it’s so mysterious!! This way a human being can live many lives, within his one life." Stella said in excitement.
"How many lives you want to live?" Jacob asked her.
"Living many lives without Gibson is not worthy living just one life with Gibson." She answered firmly.
Jacob affectionately stared at her and returned her wristwatch.
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English fiction books - Black Hole CH-20 Dead body

Stella was scared, looked in, and searched for Jacob in the well. There was nothing, neither a sound nor a sign of Jacob.
It's strange that he has jumped in the well...
But now where is he?...
While Stella was looking in, with lot of worries on her face, suddenly without Stella’s knowledge, a hand slowly came from her behind and rested on her shoulder. Stella emitted a horrendous shriek. She turned and went away, as far as possible, from the reach of the hand, her eyes still closed.
"Don’t fear ... It’s me." She heard Jacob's voice.
Stella unbelievingly opened her eyes to find Jacob grinning in her face.
She sighed in relief and said, " Oh my god! You scared me so much that my heart was about to stop."
"See, I am totally safe. ...There is not a single injury."
Jacob said smiling.
Stella was still looking at her with her mouth open.
"Now you must prepare to jump." He insisted her off her silence.
"Where did you come from?" Stella asked, still with disbelief.
" It’s magic dear.. Just jump with me you will come to know everything. " Jacob said pretending and acting in narcissism.

At last Jacob prepared her mentally to jump in the well and lead her at the edge of the well by holding her hand. She hesitatingly goes with him. She followed him, still with reluctance. Stella jumped with him, tightly closing her eyes. Her crying voice vanished slowly as she was going down and then abruptly stopped.

Jacob and Stella found themselves fallen on the ground in the rocky den. It was deadly dark, therefore Jacob and Stella switched on their torches. They moved the torch flash around; over rocky walls of the den, rocky roof, and rock piles spread everywhere.

As Stella followed her torch flash, she screamed wildly. She hid herself in Jacob’s arms. Holding her in the arms, he focused his torch there. He dazed. It was a partially decomposed human body. Jacob sighed to overcome his panic. "It’s just a skeleton... The people from the village vanished in this well, and never able to come out." Jacob tried to overcome her panic too.

Stella was quite normalized now. She was still in Jacob arms. Jacob caressed through her hairs. She blushed, got up taking herself away from him. As soon as she got up, she screamed again, gluing to him.
"What’s wrong now? " Jacob said holding her tight.
Stella pointed at with her trembling finger. Jacob slid his attention in the direction of the pointed finger. An alarming waves ran thorough his body. The waist flesh of the dead body seemed to be eaten by some wild creature

... contd..

English Novels - Black Hole CH-19 Jump in the well

... When returned back to present from her visit to the past, she found that Jacob had slowed down the car. His car was now approaching slowly to a castle. Stella was transfixed, looking at the castle, with her mouth partly open.
It's the same castle, which once I saw in my dream...
A picture of Gibson coming out of the castle flashed through her mind.
"The same Castle..." the words came out of her partly open mouth.
Stella looked around; the farm around was grown wildly.
"...The same place." She continued.

The car stopped in front of the Castle, Stella and Jacob got down. Jacob carried two torches from the car, one he kept with him and the other he handed over to Stella,
"We’ll need this in"
Jacob headed towards the Castle. In confusion, Stella followed him, fiddling with the torch, still not sure what he was up to.
"Did you come here before?" Stella asked.
"Once... with Gibson." Jacob replied.
"When."
"Around 15 days back ... Come this way." Jacob steered her to the well, which was on the right side of the castle, just adjacent to it. As they came to the well, Stella was transfixed again. The scenes once she saw in her dream ran before her eyes, in which she stood at the edge of the exactly similar well, surrounded by the black rocks and boulders. At the same time she remembered a charcoal sketch of a well kept in Gibson's folder.
Jacob took her further ahead to the edge.
"It seems the well is not used for years together. " She figured out, looking at the surrounding.
"This is not a well.." Jacob interrupted.
"Come... look inside" Jacob said taking her still further to the edge. Stella anxiously went to the edge. Jacob leaned over and helped Stella to look in.
"...Will you just focus the torch in...?" She suggested.
Jacob focused the torch in and Stella looked in.
"You will not see anything, other than the dark. ..The villagers here call this well, a black hole." Jacob said.
She asked, looking at him in amazement, " Black hole? ... What is inside this?"
Jacob did not answer, just stepped back two steps. Stella also followed him.
"Now, be ready. ... We have to jump in this black hole. " Jacob said.
"Jump in!... Are you nuts?" Stella said widening her eyes, assuming he was just joking.
Jacob stood besides her, stared her, waiting for her affirmation.
"I hope you are kidding" Stella said reading his expressions.
" I am serious... We have to jump in. Come on. Come with me." Jacob said with equal seriousness.
Jacob pulled her gently towards the well holding her hand. "No... No ... I can’t. " Fearfully, Stella stepped back retracting her hand.
Jacob thought for a while, touching his temple.
"Well, do one thing.. You just wait here. I demonstrate it to you."
Jacob Stepped towards the well. Stella unbelievingly stared him. Jacob looked back, smiled at her and suddenly jumped in the well.

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English book - Black Hole CH - 18 Seashore

It was a stunning cold evening. There were so many lovely couples on the beach, enjoying the chilled beautiful environment. Suzan and Daniel walked along a sandy beach, their hands entangled. Both of them were looking straight far ahead, probably looking into their future days to come.
"Its since about fortnight, there is no whereabouts of brother." Suzan spoke, in serious mood.
Daniel looked at her trying to comprehend her emotions.
"Suzan, why do you worry? We are trying our best." Daniel was trying to boost her up.
"Though Stella looks normal, she is totally wrecked. I just can’t see her in such condition... some times she wakes up in the night and starts crying like a crazy kid" Suzan said.
"I am telling you right from the beginning..."
Suzan looked at him quizzically.
"...Listen me, take her to some good psychiatrist, she badly needs counseling." Daniel completed his sentence.
Suddenly a person catches Suzan’s attention. The person attempting to look inconspicuous seemed to watch them. He was pretending to read a newspaper sitting on a bench.
"Daniel ... look.... just look at that pretty asshole." Suzan said.
Daniel looked at him, their eyes met. Suddenly, that man hid his face behind the newspaper.
"Look he is pretending to read ... but the freak is continuously looking at us." Suzan said.
"Oh...Sitting in London plane, trying for New York "Daniel said sarcastically.
As they started to talk about him under their breath, the man got up slowly. He was Jacob. He left the place immediately pretending as if nothing had happened.

Sun had already set. Two images sat at the seashore; passionately holding each other with love. Both of them were enjoying the tender waves of the sea.
Daniel stared at Suzan, " Honey, I think it’s the right time to ask? "
"What? " Suzan asked.
Looking into her eyes, he asked, " When we are going to marry? "
Suzan pretended to be casual, stared at sea, " Let me think..."
"What?? What do you mean??" Daniel pushed her apart with surprise.
" Let me think, how much early as possible we can get married." Suzan said Smiling.
"Oh my sweet Suzie.", Delighted Daniel pulled her into his arms and started kissing her passionately.

...contd..

English Book - Black Hole CH-17 Door bang

Suzan was in sound sleep. Suddenly she woke up and sat up. She heard a continuous loud banging on her bedroom door; probably it was the reason due to which she woke up. Worried, she got down the bed and stood there for a while, trying to compose herself.
Who it would be?...
At this hour...
She went to the door. Still she was not completely woke up. She opened the door and looked around with partially open heavy eyes. There was nobody at the door. Still the banging sound was coming. Now her sleep ran away completely. She followed the banging sound.

As she reached Stella's bedroom, She found the door been knocked from inside, though it was not latched from out.
Why she is banging the door so hard?...
Is it jammed?...
She pushed the door but felt that it was been pushed from inside. She pushed it with full force; the door got wide open. Stella came out frightened. She was drenched with sweat. She quickly clung Suzan.
" What’s wrong? " Suzan asked her, trying to sooth her.
" Someone was peeking through the window.... and the door was also not opening." She was so feared that Somehow she managed to speak.
Suzan glanced at the open door and said, " Stella, Are you insane?"
Stella looked surprisingly at Suzan, not expecting such a reaction from her.
"The door opens in. How it will open if you push it out? " Suzan asked her.
Stella looked at the open door, still confused. Stella again firmly hugged Suzan and burst out sobbing. Suzan stroked her.
"When I was eight it was my mother to leave ... Then my father followed ... I was thirteen at that time...
Now, Gibson also left me alone." She said in chocked voice.
Suzan tried to sooth her," Calm down… Calm down… we will find him." ...

... When Stella again came out of her past, she found Jacob was still driving. Now the car has reached the outskirts of the city. While driving, Jacob glanced over Stella through the corner of his eyes. Stella looked at him curiously, " Where are we going?" She asked. Jacob just smiled at her.
"Where is he?... Do you know?" She couldn't stop to ask.
"Right now, I can’t say anything whether he is dead or alive..." Jacob said.
Sadness spread over Stella’s face.
"However, if he is alive, we need to find him... and that's why we are here" Jacob said.

...contd..

Books collection - Black Hole CH-16 A Shadow

Stella was walking alone on the road. She looked ahead. There was nobody till the far end of the road. She turned and looked at the back. There was nobody on the other end of the road too. Still she kept walking ahead, to see an old castle standing in the middle of the wildly grown farm, on the left side of the road. She started to walk towards the castle as if some hidden unknown power was forcing her to do that.
When Stella entered the castle, she saw big portraits hanged on the wall. It seemed that every portrait was depicting some mystery. She found a prism shape sculptured on the wall; she touched and felt its warmth, as if she wanted to store the feeling in her heart, for ever.
Suddenly she sensed someone’s presence in the castle. She looked around, sensed a shadow moving forward. She followed the shadow, felt like it was of Gibson.
“Gibson.” She called out.
Suddenly, the shadow disappeared in the dark.
“Gibson.” She called out again, little louder this time.
Calling him, she raked through the whole passage, but neither could she find the shadow nor him.

From far end, she saw a movement in the main door of the castle. She bolted to the main door and peered out. She found some movement in the bushes out. Therefore she ran towards it. Suddenly, she stopped, realizing that she stood at the edge of a well surrounded by a pile of black rocks. She felt some movement behind her. She turned, to saw Gibson coming out of the castle. She started moving slowly towards him. All of a sudden, a bright light fell on him and Gibson’s shadow fell on the ground. She saw slowly his shadow disappearing. She ran towards him, but by the time she reached him, Gibson also dissolved completely. She reached the place where he was standing. Where Gibson was standing, she found a crystal fallen on the ground. She picked up the crystal, looked at it and cried desperately in agony...

...Looking at her hands, Stella woke up, her face looked panic. There was nothing in her hands. She looked around; found herself in the bedroom lying on the bed. She realized that whatever was happening with her was mere a dream.

She got down from the bed, immediately felt that somebody was staring thorough window. She looked at the window. She realized that whoever was in the window, crouched down immediately. As she vigilantly started to approach the window, some image stood and ran away from the window. She was horrified now; she quickly ran towards the bedroom door.

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Free Books - Black Hole CH-15 Who is the greatest artist in the world?

Suzan came out of the house with police officer brat to walk him out. But he hindered at the door, may be still he wanted to ask something more. Suzan waited for him to talk, when they heard a roar of a bike stopped at the gate. The rider removed his helmet. It was Daniel, Suzan's friend. Seeing Brat and Suzan at the door, he waited there only, and kept sitting on the stopped bike. Brat looked at him with his inspecting gaze.
"Who is he? " Brat enquired.
"My friend ... Daniel" Suzan replied.
Brat stared at him strangely and whispered under his breath, " I see ...thirsty has rightly come to the well.
"What? ... Did you say something?" Suzan asked.
"No, Nothing." He replied sternly.
Brat turned to leave and stopped as if remembering something important, " Take care of Stella ... She is undergoing a shock very badly ... at least it ‘seems’ so."
It didn't escaped from Suzan's realization that he had given more stress on the words 'seems’ than usual.
Brat was headed for the gate, when Suzan interrupted, "Seems’? ... What do you mean by ‘seems’? "
Brat abruptly stopped, smirked and turned to her.
"You know? Who is the greatest artist in the world? " Brat asked her unexpectedly.
Suzan looked at Brat in surprise, not knowing what he is talking about.
Brat walked few steps, stopped again and turning towards Suzan answered his own puzzle, "A criminal"
Brat walked out quickly not looking back even once.

When Brat went out of the gate, he stopped near Daniel, stared at him, holding his shoulder, made his collar right. Daniel was surprised at his strange behavior. Before Daniel could say anything Brat stalked towards his jeep.
Daniel kept looking at him in surprise.

Brat sat in his jeep, closed the door slamming it hard and started the jeep. When the jeep departed Daniel kept looking at it, avoiding the dust and the smoke coming on his face.

... contd..

Online Entertainment - Novel - Black Hole CH-14 Suzan's statement

Suzan and Brat, both sat across in the drawing room.
"What do you think? " Brat asked without any reference.
Confused, Suzan looked at him.
"I mean.... Where Gibson would have gone?" Gibson elaborated.
"No... I am just clueless. Actually, he is very particular... even if he is late for 2-3 hours; he rings up." Suzan replied.
"You are ringing the same bell as your brother’s wife." Brat said sarcastically under his breath.
"Moreover, nothing like this has ever happened before." Suzan continued.
"What do you think about kidnapping possibility?" Brat asked.
"Who will kidnap him?" Suzan asked, as if to self.
"May be some foe." Brat tried to give her clue.
"I don’t think so... forget about enemy he even don’t have friends... His nature is like that... He is little introvert." Suzan said.
Brat etched his forehead, seemed to be thinking something.
"How was his married life?"
"I mean was he happy?" Brat continued off Suzan’s silence and confusion.
"Absolutely!" Suzan said firmly.
"How is Stella’s attitude towards him and you?" Brat asked further.
" Nice ... In fact Stella is always friendly with us. " Suzan replied.
"Something suspicious about Stella...? " Brat asked.
"Suspicious? ... Are you suspecting her?"
"She is very simple. She could never even think of whatever you are suspecting." Suzan said off Brat’s silence.
"No, not like that... my suspicion is somewhat different." Brat tried to be more clear.
"Different ... What do you Mean?" Suzan expressed her surprise.
"I mean ...You know ...some extramarital affair or ...something like that." Brat felt awkward to express his real concern.
"No ...No, it's just not possible." Suzan slammed back sharply.
Suzan didn't like Brat's approach to blame and involve her brother's wife directly into such delicate matters.
"I am sorry to say...Officer I think you are crazy... " Suzan said rudely. And then trying to control her anger she said, " I mean ...I think you are beating around the wrong bush. Just look at her, and think, could she indulge in such things? "
Brat smiled strangely and said, "You know ... smiling teeth hurts badly ... when they bite."
"Green goggle sees grass everywhere." Suzan replied back sharply.
"Look ... Ms...." Brat pretended to forget her name.
"Suzan. " She said sharply and firmly.
"Yeah! Ms Suzan ... I can understand the emotions you are going through. But, I can’t help. It’s a part of routine enquiry. " Brat said.
Suzan tried to control her anger. In an effort, she bit her nails and stared outside the window.
" Just relax." Brat tried to calm her down at the same time he checked the possibility of Suzan’s outburst to speak something important. But, She did not speak anymore.
Brat got up to leave.
" OK, I take your leave. .. If you find something worth mentioning... " Brat looked inside suspiciously, towards the door curtain, " ...Or worth hiding ... just, don’t hesitate to ring me up"
"Yeah, sure." Suzan also got up.
Brat walked off. While going, he abruptly stopped, looked in for Stella. He glanced around, smirked. His watchful eyes must have caught the little movement in the door curtain.
He turned again to leave. Suzan walked him out.

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Book online - Black Hole CH-13 Investigation

When Stella came out of her thoughts she found Jacob was driving the car and she was sitting beside him on the front seat. She looked ahead on the road. Jacob glanced at her with mischievous look.
"Just few days back, Gibson came to me." Jacob said.
" You? .... He met you?" Stella asked in puzzle.
With wide eyes, she looked at him, anticipating his answer.
He just nodded.
" In what connection?" She asked.
But Jacob didn't answer; he just concentrated on driving as if he didn't listen.
It would not be proper to disturb him while driving...
She thought and again continued to look ahead on the road. While looking ahead she again lost into her past...

... Stella and Brat sat across each other in the drawing room. Brat was a casual fat police officer around thirty-five, not with much height, but sufficient, which was required to join police force. Stella was lost in void, slowly came to present. He was carefully studying her expressions and actions.
" So.. what you was telling?" Brat took some notes on his writing pad and extended his hand to pick up a glass filled with water.
She looked at Brat. Their eyes met. Brat took a gulp from a glass of water.
Stella sighed in despair and continued,
" I went on calling him... But he did not look back ... not even once ... Now it’s almost a week.... Neither he came nor his phone... "
Brat, who was about to keep the glass of water back on the table, held the glass in air for a while and asked,
" Since then, did somebody ring up for him? "
"No." Stella replied.
Brat looked at her, kept back the glass of water on the table. He then scanned through the portraits hanged in the room. A photograph of a college girl caught his attention.
"Who is she? " Brat asked.
"Suzan ... my sister - in - law" Stella replied.
"What does she do?" Brat asked gazing at the photograph.
"MBA, last year "
"Can I talk to her? " Brat asked, etching his temple.
"Suzan." Stella loudly called in.
"..I mean in private." Brat interrupted to add.
Understanding his intent, Stella got up and heavily started to go in.
"Just a minute." She said while going in.
Brat kept looking at Stella going in slowly.

...contd..

Book online - Black hole CH-12 Where is the shadow ?

Stella’s door bell rang. She went to front and opened the door to find Gibson standing in the door. As the door opened he directly entered the house without giving her attention. Stella constantly stared at him. His face was gloomy with beard grown of 3-4 days.
“ Where were you?” She asked.
He did not speak.
“ Neither phone nor message... “ She continued.
Still Gibson kept going in without any response.
“I am not talking to walls.” Stella said in irritation.
Still he was silent.
“Gibson...please...I am talking to you.” She said blocking his way.
Gibson stopped and responded, without looking at her,
“ It’s better if we talk later ...Can’t you see ..at this moment I am in hurry.”
Gibson entered the bedroom. Stella kept staring him until he entered the bedroom.
She was surprised of the sudden change in his behavior. He never behaved with her so rudely.

Stella was busy preparing break fast in the kitchen. She broke an egg striking gently over the pan edge, poured the yolk and spread it evenly. She stopped making omelet when she heard the main door slam.
Did Gibson go out?...
But how can he go without informing me?..
She bolted to the main door, leaving behind the kitchen work as it was. On the way she found the bedroom door open and a charcoal sketch fallen on the ground. Curiously she went in and picked up the sketch. As she stood, something in the room caught her attention. A loud scream came out of her mouth. Animal skull was sitting on the table in the corner. She sprinted out, saw Gibson going out. Gibson was headed for his car. Stella almost ran at him,
“Where are you going? “
“And, what the hell is that skull in the bedroom?” She said in anger off his silence.
Gibson kept on going.
“For God’s sake, will you speak out something?” She almost cried grumpily.
Gibson stopped.
“I will be back soon.” He said coolly and continued to walk towards the car.
As he walked towards the car, Stella stunned. She saw that in the sunlight, the shadow of the car was falling on the ground, but Gibson’s shadow was missing. A wave of fear ran through her body. First time she was seeing such a phenomenon. She wanted to speak but she was unable to, as if her tong was frozen inside her tight and locked jaw. Within seconds she was completely wet out of sweating. She looked at him and again on the ground where there should have been his shadow fallen. It was true, his shadow was missing.
He got in the car, started the car, slamming back the car door.

When Stella came out of the shock, she called out him loudly, “Gibson”
Gibson was drowned in his thoughts. He was not able to listen her or did not want to listen. He drove away in full speed, without looking back, not even once.
“Gibson ...listen”
Stella rushed up to the compound gate.
“Gibson.”
But the car reached the far end of the road. She ran few yards behind the speedily departing car. After some time the car was out of her sight.

Today midnight Gibson again went to the well. He stood near the edge of the well and leaned to look in. He focused his torch flash inside the well but it was black and dark right through. He took few steps back and suddenly jumped in the well. No sound, everything was silent - horrifying silence, piercing the black darkness of the well.

... contd..

English Books - Black Hole CH-11 Time is money and space an asset

The castle was not allowing Gibson to keep quiet, because today night also he came to the castle. When he entered the castle, one place he found a big rock. Few moments he observed the rock and the place around and he tried to move the rock pushing with full force. With repeated attempts, at last he was successful in moving the rock. As it moved he found the dark entrance leading in. He focused his torch, to see the mysterious cave inside. In fact the rock was sitting on the top of the entrance to the cave. Focusing his torch, he stepped in.

As he entered the cave, he moved around the torch flash.
It appeared that there were many physics laboratory apparatus, clumsily spread around. Paper pieces and charcoal drawings were littered all over the cave. In one corner a sand watch sat. The sand was still flowing, but dead slowly. The dust over equipments showed that they were neither used nor touched since long. Gibson walked across trying to avoid the obstacles coming in between.

Gibson focused the torch on the dusty rock wall; saw something blurred written on the wall. Due to accumulated dust it was not identifiable. Gibson cleared the dust. It read - ‘Time is money...’. Still there was something more written on the wall. He cleared the dust on the next portion. It read ‘...and space is an asset’
'Time is money and space is an asset’ Gibson again read the complete sentence. He felt, there was some deep meaning hidden in the phrase.

As Gibson turned, something fell on his head. He stepped back with panic. In torchlight, he saw a bulk of old, torn papers fallen on the ground. The papers were yellow and worn out. He picked up the bunch, started going through it. There were some algebraic expressions written and few pages showed figures. Now he started to go through them carefully. Slowly a smile, a smile of finding some treasure, started creeping over his face. As he went through further, the smile started widening. Slowly the smile became so wide that Gibson started appearing crazy.

Gibson stood very close to the edge of the well, never worried of falling down. He was still holding those documents in one hand. He glanced down leaning over the well.

He stepped back and focused torch on the documents. Again, the crazy smile spread over his face.

... contd..

Online books - Black Hole CH-10 Where did the ball find?

Gibson and Brian sat across, in Brian's house, sipping a morning tea. Looking at Brian’s bandaged head Gibson recalled the incidence of the last night. He felt to laugh about the incidence at the same time he was concerned about the injury.
"Are you OK?" Gibson asked, trying to be serious.
Brian only nodded.
Some time passed without any word.
" Did you ever see somebody staying in the castle?" Gibson asked.
He was still thinking about the castle.
" No.... However, people say an old man used to stay there... so many years ago." Brian said.
"Hmm..." Gibson said immersed in his thoughts.
"They say... he never used to talk to anyone in the village... some says he had come from the city...but nobody was sure..." Brian added.
"Now where is he?" Gibson asked.
"Nobody knows... my father used to tell that he was a ghost... because he vanished and nobody got his body or any traces." Brian said.
"Ghost? ... Do you believe?" Gibson asked sarcastically.
"I think he must have vanished in the black hole..." Brian said.
Gibson pondered over, realizing something he asked, " When was the well dug? Do you have any idea?"
"People tell that he came and he himself dug the well alone.. People used to fear him due to his whimsical behavior." Brian Said.
When they were talking Brian’s son, Frank around 7-8 years of age, came running in the house. Though black he was quite cute. Gibson obstructed and stopped him,
"Hello cutie, what is your name? "
The boy looked at his father for approval. The father gave him expressive permission. Out of shyness, without facing Gibson he replied, " Frank"
"Nice name" Gibson said, gently pinching his cheek.
Gibson removed the ball from his pocket and held it in front of Frank.
" Where did you get this? " Gibson asked.
Suddenly fear crept over Frank’s face. He looked dreadfully at his father.
"Don’t worry, your father won’t do anything." Gibson assured him.
Still the boy was not ready to tell.
" Where did you get it? ... Why don’t you tell him?" Brian asked him sternly.
Gibson signaled Brian to calm down, got up, and stood in front of the boy. Gently holding boy’s shoulder he knelt down. Gibson looked into his innocent eyes, held his tiny hands, and stroked them.
"Can you take me to the place?" Gibson asked gently.
Though feared, affirmation could be seen on Frank’s face.

... contd..

English books - Black Hole CH-9 The ball

It was so quiet in the night; all that could be heard was the chirping of crickets. Gibson couldn't stop himself to come to the castle. Gibson held his torch, focused on the well. Slowly as if possessed he went to the edge, focused his torch and leaned in to look.

Gibson came two steps backward and looked around focusing the torch flash. Old walls of the castle and the wild grown trees around appeared more terrified than the daytime. Wailing sounds of dogs could be heard from far distance, which made the environment more timid. Besides well was the old castle. Gibson slowly and cautiously started to walk towards the castle.

Gibson entered the castle. He was walking one step at a time cautiously and alertly inside the castle. Gibson scanned around, suddenly realized that some black thing was about to attack him. Frightened, he stepped back and ducked down. They were bats – swarms of them. He dived to the ground. They hovered on his head for a while and went away. Gibson let out a sigh of relief.

Old portraits of Leonardo Da Vinci were hanging on the walls of the castle. Gibson tenderly touched a portrait, showing his liking and respect about Leonardo Da Vinci’s art.

Suddenly Gibson sensed someone’s presence outside the castle. Gibson steadied and switched off his torch trying to listen to the movements outside. As he stopped the movements outside also stopped. There was weighty and fearful silence. He peered out, took back with one hand his long hair strands, which obscured his face.

He saw a scary shadow, carrying lamp.
Who could it be?...
This time of hour?...
Gibson hide behind the wall. To his astonishment the image moved in the direction where he was standing.

When Gibson realized that the shadow was coming to him, he silently picked up a piece of wood lying near by. As the image was coming closer, Gibson’s grip on the piece of wood tightened.

As the image came in his reach, he hit it hardly. The image fell down and screamed.
The voice seems to be known...
Gibson immediately switched on the torch and focused it on the image. He was a villager – Brian, around 35 years of age, black shiny skin and muscled body. They had met earlier in the village. As he focused torch light on him, he screamed protecting his head with his hands, "Sir ... its me...Brian... I came to help you."
"This time? ... Is this a way?" Gibson said in irritation.
Brian sat up holding his head. Gibson went closer to him and checked his head injury.
"I am so sorry... I thought.." Gibson apologized.

"I got to show you something." Brian seemed to be comfortable now.
"What? " Gibson asked.
Brian got up, removed a tennis ball from his pocket, and held it in front of Gibson.
"What is this?" Gibson asked.
"It’s the same ball, which fell in the black hole." Brian explained.
Gibson grabbed the ball with surprise, "Where did you get it?"
"My son got it." Brian said.
He took a closer look of the ball and surprised to saw the monster picture on it.

... contd..

English Book - Black Hole CH-8 In search of Simon

In front of the castle, near the well, Simons father, mother and other people were gathered. Simon's father and other two people carried ropes along with them. They were releasing rope inside the well to get down. An aged villager suddenly popped up.
" Don’t do anything stupid ... Till now nobody has returned, who entered the well..." The aged villager warned.
Simon's father looked at him, pondered over and ignored him. He continued releasing the rope in the well. As everybody ignored him the aged person left.

They dangled the rope in and Simon's father started to enter in the well with holding it. One end of the rope was in the well and the people standing outside tightly held the other end. They held it firmly and were slowly releasing it.

The first rope ended. Therefore they tied the other one and continued releasing. Slowly the second one also ended and subsequently third, fourth, fifth ropes also ended. They did not have any more ropes to tie.

While releasing the rope inside, suddenly with a jerk, the stretch of the rope vanished. The people holding rope fell behind on their back. They got up; looked at each other with a glimpse of fear in their eyes.
" What's wrong?"
" Did it break?"
One of them stirred the rope but there was no response.

Gradually people gathered around the well. Few of them were stirring the rope, still in the anticipation that there will be response from inside, while some of the others were leaning in. There was no sign of life in there, just a black hole. They were in dilemma, what to do next.

Simon's mother broke down, as she must have understood the reality, looking at the gloom faces of the people gathered around. She started wailing. Ladies gathered around her and were trying to console her.

Due to Simon's and his fathers demise the environment in the village was sad. They even didn't get their bodies and there was not a slightest hope to get it. As a symbol of Simon and his father's body people kept two rocks in front of their house. People were gathered around those two rocks, which were partially covered with white cloths. The short rock - the boy Simon was laid adjacent to the longer one - the father. Simon's Mother’s sobbing was choked down to breathless whimpering.

Four persons from the crowd came forward, held up two rocks carefully on their shoulders as if holding the dead bodies. As they were carrying the rocks, the lady, boy's mother got up and started crying again. Other women held and tried to sooth her.

Four persons, with the rocks on their shoulders, headed for the woods. Crying mother and the crowd followed them. Behind all of them, Gibson joined the crowd and followed them with heavy heart.

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English Books - Black Hole CH-7 Simon

After surveying the castle and the area around, Gibson came back to his car. When he reached the car, once again he looked back at the castle, and stood for a while, absorbed in his thoughts.

Later, coming out of his thoughts he looked around. Around a mile away, he saw a small village sitting at the bottom of hills. He felt better knowing that there is life nearby.

Gibson sat in the car and drove off. He must have traveled some distance when a group of boys, Simon, Rayon, Malcolm and Abraham hiding behind the tree came out.
"Come on he has gone." Abraham said.
"Who is he?" Simon, who was the youngest of them, enquired.
They walked towards the castle.
"I don’t know. May be some visitor." Malcolm said shrugging.
"Hey, my mother warned not to ever come here." Simon said trying to alert the others.
"Elders always scare us." Abraham patted on his back and said recklessly.
"I heard there is a ghost in the black hole." Rayon said.
"We will not go there." Malcolm assured trying to calm him down.
"Black hole?" Simon asked again.
" You don’t know?... People call this well as a black hole." Malcolm said expressing surprise.
"Why?" Simon asked again.
The eldest one, Abraham slapped Simon on his bottom and said with smile, "For...every hole is not black."
Rayon, Malcolm and Abram chuckled, Simon also joined with them though he did not understand the humor.

Boys were playing with the tennis ball in the open ground in front of the castle. Abraham was in possession of the ball. Before throwing at other boys he looked at the ball. He saw a monster picture sketched with black ink on the it.
Must be the creative work of one amongst us...
He thought. Now Abraham started to find who is closer to him. Abraham found that Rayon was closer to him, compared to others. He chased him and hit him hardly. Ball hit Rayon's back exactly in the middle.
" Unn ..k" Rayon moaned, as the ball was hard enough.
Ball hit Rayon's back and bounced around.
Bouncing and trembling the ball came in Malcolm's reach; he ran and gathered it. He looked around for the closer ones. Other boys, who were closer, started running apart. Malcolm chose Abraham to chase, hit him as hard as he can. Abraham cleverly knelt down and the hit missed.

Ball came in Simon's reach; He ran after it. This time the ball had enough speed as the hit was missed. The ball traveled with speed and reached the pile of rocks and tumbled towards the well. Simon tried hard to catch it before possibly it could fell in the well. Unfortunately the ball fell in the well, and now the boy chasing the ball slipped and he too tumbled towards the well.

Other Boys gathered around, watched helplessly Simon tumbling towards the well. Simon tumbled and fell in the well. A screech filled around, faded away, and abruptly stopped.

... contd..

Fiction Books - Black Hole : CH-6 Gibson's visit

When Stella came out of her thoughts she found herself sitting beside Jacob on the front seat and Jacob was driving the car. The crystal tied on Gibson's wrist again caught her attention; She stared at it. She was surprised of the size and the brightness of the crystal.
" Where did you get this?" Stella couldn't stop asking him.
Jacob glanced over Stella and the crystal.
"Seems to be fond of crystals. " He asked and continued to drive looking on the road ahead.
"Gibson ... Gibson gave me." He said further.
Stella looked at him and then kept on looking at the crystal. She went into her past again....

...... Gibson's car traveled with full speed on the road. He glanced over the green farms around, while driving the car. There was greenery everywhere around. After some time
The car passed by a wildly grown farm; an old Castle nestled beneath it. Gibson stopped his car taking to one side of the road and got down. He was as if mesmerized looking at the castle. He slowly moved towards the castle, as if some unknown force attracted him.

When he reached the castle, he saw a black rocky well beside the Castle. A pile of black rocks surrounded the well.
This must be the same well...
He thought. Curiously, he headed towards the well.

He stood at the edge and leaned in. He picked up a stone nearby, threw in. There was no sound. He looked again inside, this time carefully. There was neither water inside nor no bottom; it was only endless black and dark black hole.

.. contd..

Books online - Black Hole CH-5 The folder

Carrying his bag, Gibson was ready to leave for his work. He stopped at the door and turned, seemed to be his usual practice. Stella came from kitchen, went to him. Going closer, she tightened his tie. They shared a tender look.
“ Don’t wait for Lunch. I am not sure, when I will be able to make...” Gibson said.
They kissed and he walked off.

When Stella came back in house, she realized that her husband has forgotten the folder, which sat on a dining table. She picked it up, darted to the open door. She reached Gibson, hiding behind the folder.
"Are you sure... You are not forgetting anything...?" Stella asked.
Gibson stopped and looked back with confusion.

Out of the blue she revealed the folder. He playfully tapped on his head blaming his forgetfulness. After holding a folder in front of him, she casually leafed through the folder, encountered a canvassed picture of a well sketched with a black charcoal. Gibson came back to her with smile on his face. She was sensing something eerie about the sketch.
"What is this?" She asked.
Gibson became serious but then trying casual he said,
"Nothing."
She looked at the sketch. There was a weighty silence. She had realized that it was some important sketch about which her husband didn't want to disclose anything. And Gibson also sensed what was going on in her mind.
"...Will you give it? It’s already getting late." Gibson said with fake smile.
Gibson deftly grabbed the folder, pecked on her forehead, and departed. Stella kept looking him departing.

Stella gazed at Gibson driving the car. Gibson waved his hand through the open window, " Bye."
"Bye Honey... Take care." Stella Waved back.
Gibson drove off. The dust clouds came up and slowly settled down.

Stella walked back in home and closed the front door; her face was still perturbed.

... contd..