I was walking to my house from an exhausting day. The work was so hard. The salary wasn't enough for me to pay my college fees and exam fees. Also, I need to send quarter of my salary to my sister.

I'm living alone since I was 13. I left my home. All because of my father. He is alcoholic. He never ever done anything for us.

He works to just drink. He thrashes mom every night infront of me and my elder sister Ramya. Ramya has never been happy because of him so did I.

There's night where I couldn't sleep in the sound of mom crying and dad yelling. There's several nights where dad thrashes us for being a burden to him.

I can't at one stage. Inspite of the fact that her husband is a snake, my mom still supports my father as if he is an innocent earthworm.

She never talks against him nor she lets us to. I can't at one stage to resist everything and control my anger. So, I complained the police against my own father.

I remember when my father and mother yelled badly when I was 14 and everyone in the police station's gaze was at us. They were looking at me strange.

But, I didn't care about them and stood against them. They put my father in jail and my mom was crying and cursing me.

I felt terribly bad when my mom was cursing me when all I did was for her. People were looking at me weirdly that made me think if I did something bad.

But no. I was right!

People around me including the police were whispering about me. Actually, the female police officers were praising me that what I did was correct and not to regret it.

I believed them. I believed them instead of my parents. Ramya, on the other side was crying. She was a coward all these times and even now.

She doesn't support my mom and dad. But, she was dependent on them.

My dad was kept on lock-up for them whole night. My mom arranged bail for him getting a big amount of loan. It made me furious that she was helping him.

After getting bail, my dad hit me with his slipper on my face. Everyone around was looking at me as if I was a criminal. But, they never knew I was a victim. Always a victim.

I took the biggest decision on my life that day. That was to leave them. Leave them forever. I thought living alone will be far better than having a toxic parents.

I tried to convince Ramya to come along with me earning a slap from my mom and dad. I ended up leaving the home alone without Ramya.

Why many woman support their toxic husband. Just because they're married?

In the beginning when I left the home, was like hell. I don't know where to go and how to keep myself alive.

I slept alone in a street in the first day night. 4 men approached towards me and tried to misbehave with me. Their mischievous smile and behaviour are still pictured in my mind.

A karate master saved me from those perverts. I'm not a person who believes someone easily. I hesitated to go with him first. But, he took me to an orphanage and left me there.

I saw many kids there without parents. For the first time in life, I felt like having no parents was better than having one.

My mind was constantly thinking and revolving around Ramya. I wondered if she was ok. Once I finished my schooling, I came out of the orphanage and started working part time. I was working as a delivery girl.

I joined a college and paid my fees with my own money. It was kinda hard. But, I managed. I went back to home after I was in a good financial situation after 1 year in college.

The situation was worse. My sister Ramya was having a kid. But, she don't know who the father of the child was. She was been assaulted by someone whom she don't know.

Her child was about 5 years old. She had been assaulted exactly when I left her. I felt a bit guilty. But, she consoled me that it has nothing to do with me.

Meanwhile, my father and mother entered the house and started blaming me for my sister's condition. I yelled them back that the sole reason for her situation is them.

But, my father refused which made me more furious and it was driving me crazy. Guess what I did? I just broke a vase on his head.

My mom was screaming and crying. My sister and my nephew was scared.

They admitted him in government hospital and gave him treatment. My mom gave police case against me. I just admitted my crimes and said I did that for defend myself. I lied he was about to kill me and without any choice, I hit him.

Ramya gladly supported me saying I wasn't lying. It drove my mom mad and she was thrashing us with her slipper.

It's been 3 years now. I will get a degree in EEE, which is hardest group in engineering. I will get a good job after getting a degree and leave this delivery girl work after getting a good job.

I reached my home and slept without even freshing up. I was dead tired and did not even have energy to fresh up or eat.

I woke up by the bright sunlight tingling my eyes. This is again going to be an exhausting day.

Each time, when I get up from the bed, I used to be worried that I have to face another exhausting day that's going to drain my energy.

Anyway, I got up freshed up and wore my uniform. Today is Sunday, but still I have to work.

Life sucks!

I left for my work. I have a lot of boy besties because of my job. Tomorrow, I will get my degree and can find a perfect job.

I'm going to leave my delivery girl job only after I get a new perfect job.

I stopped at Ram uncle's shop and settled in the bench which was kept outside the shop. I ordered three Dosas and was waiting for it to be supplied.

I love street foods.

I just devoured my breakfast because I skipped my dinner yesterday. The food was delicious as hell. I didn't leave a single bite. After I'm done eating, I washed my hands and drove back to my workplace.

I always eat my food in Ram uncle's shop. Because I will not get enough time to cook in my own. I sometimes end up skipping my meal because of that.

I finished my work. Had my lunch with my co-workers. Now, returning back to my home at night. Just on the way to Ram uncle's shop. Because, I'm hella hungry and can't skip my dinner.

I sat on the bench as I ordered kuska to eat. Alcohol smell hit my nose along with my delicious food's scent. I hate alcohol smell because of my father.

Just then, I noticed a man who was probably my age sitting in the desk without steady.

He's drunk!

"Life sucks!!", He yelled looking at the sky.

True, bruh..

He looked at me and extended his hand for a handshake. I ignored him. Because he's an drunken monkey.

"You don't want to be friends with me?", He asked while sniffing.

Yeah! There might be a lot of hardships in life. But you can't make friends with a person who you saw 1 second ago..

"No", I said as he covered his face with his palm, probably crying.

"This world is cruel. It doesn't trust and give opportunities to good people.", He grumbled.

"Will you lend me an ear for sometimes. Please!", He requested which caught my attention.

"What?", I asked in disbelief.

"I just want to.. want to.. share my feelings with someone so that I can feel better.", He said in a sobber voice.

Anyway, I have time and there are people around. So, I'm safe. There's no issues in hearing him out..

"Ok.. but make it fast, not more than 10 minutes.", I fixed the time as he nodded.

"I'm a talented scientist. But, people in my head department always steal my ideas. I've been patient, Always patient until today."

I'm now curious to know what happened today.

"What happened today?", I asked out of curiosity.

"I put my strenuous efforts in creating a time machine past one year. I just finished it and gladly it was working. But, they're just trying to steal that too so that they can be an renowned scientist. But me? What about me who really was the one who found it?"

With this, he started sniffing.

"I just ran away from there along with my time machine. They're searching me now. I'm praying not to get stuck into their hands."

"Is it bad that I want to own my own creation? Is it bad?"

He started crying bad. I felt bad at the corner of my mind.

Poor guy. Needs medical help. I don't think he really found time machine.

Would you believe some random people in your locality claiming themselves as a founder of time machine?

No, right?

I don't believe him. Time machines are just content for taking films and web series. Just like zombies..

I don't think this man found a time machine. He looks young as old as me. I'm just 22. He doesn't look older than me.

"Maybe, you should visit a specialist..", I said as he looked at me with wide eyes.

Do all drunk people have to act exaggerating?

"What?", I asked as he continued to glare me like I was an alien.

"You don't believe me?"

"Yeah, I don't..", I admitted honestly.

"Wait!", Saying this, he started digging his bag probably searching for something.

He took out an watch which was looking strange from normal one.

"What is this?", I asked.

"Time machine!"

I was just about to laugh at this. It's just a 500rs watch that they used to sell on market.

I'm not underestimating him. But, there are many people in this world who claim themselves like this. How can I believe him?

He handed me the watch to have a look. Why does he want me to believe it? Can't he give it to the government claiming he was the creator of the time machine?

It just look like a normal watch. I looked at him in disbelief.

"Can you explain me how does it work?"

"Yeah sure!"

Exaggerating..

He positioned himself comfortably to explain to me.

"Let me start with basics. The past will still exist as your future exist. But somewhere other than present."

I don't understand a single word.

"I don't think you will understand all the science terms..", he shook his head in disbelief.

"I think I can understand a few. Because, I hold a degree in EEE."

"That's great. Now, my time machine is based on mutable concept. Which we can go to past and change what we want."

Oo

"It's a concept of movement between certain points in time, analogous to movement between space by an object of person with the use of hypothetical device which is time machine. The one machine which is in your hands."

My eyes went down to the watch which was laying on my hand.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes.. not fully.. but-"

"It's great you can understand a bit of it.."

"But, how do you travel with it?", I questioned out of curiosity.

"Turn the crown and set the time to where and when you have to go.."

It looks like a toy..

"And?"

"Press the crown and here you go.."

I did as he said. Don't blame me. I was just curious if he was being honest or lying. Anyway, I could come back right through this right?

I don't even believe that this watch takes me to past or future.

I set the date 12 March 949, 11:00 a.m.

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How was the chapter? Imagine a scenario..

You're sitting in a hotel. A drunk man had a seat near you and claims that he found a time machine and hands a watch saying that it's a time machine. Will you believe it?

Well, let me explain how the time machine works.

Once we enter the past, for example, you're living in 2022 and you travel to 949. You will only remember what you were in 2022. You will not remember what you were like in 949.

You might have been a queen in past or a princess or even a daughter of some rich zamindars. You don't know what you were. When you leave the body which you were in 949, which means you are dead, you will come back to your own timeline and the soul you were in 949 will eventually die.

I hope that's enough for now. Let me explain the new words for y'all in this chapter.

Dosa - it's a food which is widely eaten in India for breakfast or sometimes dinner.

Kuska - it's a delicious food which is eaten in South India.

It's one of my favourite dish too. I love to eat that with chicken curry.