I am a Professor of Mathematics and Statistics in a Government College, and an avid writer too. However, my teaching is limited to only two or three classes as I am a visiting faculty, and my work majorly involves preparing question papers for mathematics. The college management has handed over this work to me because I am good in compiling tough and confusing questions in mathematics and statistics, which can easily, flung the students in sixes and sevens. During the weekends, I use to visit an NGO (Non-Government Organisations.) for teaching mathematics to the students free of cost, as they were unable to pay exorbitant coaching classes fees, and at night, having gin occasionally, wearing a house coat and slumbering, and that was my typical weekend programmes. However, I use to stroll around in the city during my free time.

I firmly believed in moral values, and always believed in taking the high roads. I belong to a family, which firmly believes in God, and in moral values, due to which I was indulged in moral conduct, and always stick to the principles. My colleagues were conducting tuitions or coaching classes, apart from teaching in college, and they charged exorbitantly, due to which they lived extravagant or a posh life. However, my desires were less, so I was contented in small needs, and I lived a simple life. I believed in simple living and higher thinking.

I have always thought rationally in my life, and it would be wrong to say that, I tad believed in supernatural forces, as I am a Theist. However, my family members believed in supernatural entities like ghouls, goblins and ghastly beings. Albeit I tad believed in the spirit world, but as a rational person, I always make conclusion on rational decisions, before thinking of anything creepy or irrational. I am keen on Vedic Mathematics, which contained ancient formulas of Algebra and Geometry, and I devoted my time reading and solving those problems. My interest involved in practicing Trigonometry, Geometrical Theorems and many more chapters in mathematics, so a man involved in mathematical world, has no time to ponder over supernatural entities. As belonging to a traditional family, I always listened to the horror stories, which were common among our folks and our neighbours too. I was curious about writing those stories, which were passed on from my folks, or my neighbours, and I jotted down these stories, thus publishing it in a local or large newspaper, or magazines, and I always wrote under pseudonym.

These stories fetched roll in, but I use to donate that money to orphanages. I would seem fuddy-duddy but I was satisfied with my deeds. I don't have whole lot of money, albeit money is not everything, but still we require for surviving in the world, and I believe to be good, honest and what truly makes you happy as a person. I was staying in a bungalow, which was not big, but it was a beautiful, and it was set with roof and windows. It had a gable roof, and the house was covered with stile. I use to sit on a rocking chair at hall, looking at the changing shades coming from the transom window, and thinking new stories. Not talking out the side of my neck, but there were people out there, who loved my stories.

I came across a bizarre occurrence which challenged my rational thinking.