Annie Stops Time Frankly Chapter 4 – Little Big Explosions

Annie stops Time Frankly


Note: This book is a work of fiction, any co-incidence with any person’s life living or dead is just awesome and we should dedicate our lives to find and ask him/her how to do it.


Little Big Explosions


Annie continued “Wren asked me to walk with him into the cockpit of the spaceship which he told me was the portion of the ship with the most volume. I rose with him from the room with grey floors and walls and for the first time looked at the teleporting pad which was actually just copper-coloured thin tubes going into base of the ship. With that we went into the hallway with entrances to the pantry, the teleport room, the bathroom and the cockpit. He walked over and opened the circular gate by a fingerprint scanner.”

“DNA scanner” interrupted Kalazi.

“Yeah I got to know that later, that it actually scanned the DNA off his finger, but at that point I thought it was a fingerprint scanner. Ok” barked back Annie. “Anyways we went into the cockpit and he introduced me to his weapons officer Win, basically a grimy octopus with extra legs and wooden brown, mucousy body, and his communication’s officer Zion, Win’s twin brother from his father’s another wife’s husband’s sister, and how is that possible don’t ask me but I had a hard time talking to them as they were comfortably twins with each other, as I had a very hard time believing that their parents were loyal to each other or to their brothers & sisters.”

“Yeah I know the relationship dynamics of the Sionisquians are rather hard to take in at once, since relational dynamics work very much on principles of ribose pattern matches in their external pituitary glands, in fact I have seen many couples married to each other and still unsure whether they were in the right husband and wives circle.” explained Kalazi.

“I guess I really won’t understand this relationship dynamics until I become a wife in some such circle.” Annie commented as she removed the piece of skin dried out under her thumb nail.

“No, you can. All you have to do is to read the full version of Galactic police issued book on intra-species relationship Dr. Tyikhxokh’ s book on the Galactic Personal & Social Abidance on 39000 different planets. It’s just a 100 year read and leaves a positive effect of factual awareness abundance on your mind.”

“Sounds like fun. So what do you suggest what should else should I sacrifice in addition to living for this book.”

“One other thing you would sacrifice is boredom.” Kalazi said trying to instil a sense of wonder in his voice to raise the girl’s anxiousness to read his personal favourite book, but his voice instead sounded like the squeal of mouse when an eagle swoops down to pick a mouse but then sees that instead he is the fatter one.

“Maybe, though I would need a lobotomy first. I guess you can arrange that pretty easily.” Annie eyed Kalazi.

“Indeed I can. Our people love cutting off a portion of their brain so we can regrow it. It feels amazing.”

Annie just stared weirdly at Kalazi not sure how to respond. “You may not know this, but people from Earth cannot regrow part of their brains if they are cut.”

“Really?” asked Kalazi surprised, “ then performing a lobotomy would be just stupid. I mean you would get stuck being a dumb chick all your life.”

Annie wondered how their conversation always rose in level of their stupidity, this time it had started with reading some book rising all the way up to cutting some brain. “I really think I need to complete this story before we reach home” she paused and added, “only if you want!”

“I don’t see how your story can be long enough to take more than three earth days, as you have been with Wren for two short days. But still in case if it is, go on.”

“Well Win and Zion welcomed me with smile and  I returned the courtesy, then sat down on the seat Wren instructed me to sit onto, I put on the stabilizer belts as he instructed the ship AI to prepare the hyper -space jump boosters, he told me that we will go straight to the Delta’s headquarters in the Andromeda galaxy. He told Zion to inform the Delta we were coming, and Win to be ready to blow anything that comes near us before Andromeda not that we were stopping before it. Seconds later a very high pressure built up in my ears and was almost gone that instant too after a second long burst of light and sound.” Annie stopped for effect and continued. “As soon as we stopped Zion told Wren with a very subtle tone of anxiety in his voice that we were not at Andromeda, not even close. Wren took to the display in front of him and called out with slight panic that the space jump boosters were dead. He told the AI to perform diagnostics on ship when Zion said that some ships were approaching them and were a few light seconds away.  Wren in a fit told them to turn on the main engine before telling them to stop as it would definitely throw us on their radars. And then the lights went out. Wren let out a small cry and I asked him what was happening. He didn’t even bother to answer me and instead asked Zion for our co-ordinates. He blabbered some numbers to Wren”

“Well don’t you remember, there’s no way you don’t remember it now. We gave you that drug for a reason.” Kalazi demanded.

“Uh… well” staggered Annie. “You know all this experience was new to me. So, trapped there I could only see imminent death. I was scared out of my mind. So, I cupped my ears with my hands hoping that it was all a dream and I would wake up screaming.” Annie said flinching.

“Hmm. I understand you fear what I don’t understand is how could you possibly confuse something real with a dream?”

“You know what you can’t, but that’s the whole point of it you try to pass grave dangers as just being a dream. No dream is that long or that vivid with perfectly detailed conversations, but denial is a strong emotion.” Annie told solemnly. “Besides covering my ear didn’t help that much I did hear the latter part of it that we might be caught and killed by the pirates as there was nothing else in that part of space except gas clouds and asteroids. Then suddenly Wren came up with this idea of hiding in the asteroid field a thousand miles to the starboard of the ship, but Zion complained that for that the ship’s engine would have to be turned on the back up nuclear based power source and then we would sure be easily tracked. You know by that point I almost started to think that either the brother Win was mute or had almost only as much idea about what the hell was going on as me. But it was then he told something that saved our lives.” Annie cleared her throat and continued. “He told Wren that we didn’t have to turn on the engine, all that was needed was to power up the weapon engine and then he would eject a fusion jacked torpedo to any random gas cloud at a calculated distance to our port and it could push the ship a thousand miles starboard into the asteroid belt, and the residual heat and radiation from the blast would mask the ship for a few minutes enough to get away. Zion asked them to do it fast as the pirates ship were only ten light seconds away. Wren quickly traced a line on the display floating under him, did a swiping gesture and pushed a red button that came up and the ship jerked as I imagined a big weapon ejecting and floating away. Wren told the ship AI to drop force fields on the port side of ship. Zion shouted in alarm that the pirates had arrived and were preparing to tractor them in. I covered my face and with a slight feeling of being sucked out for a moment, I was thrown to one side of my seat remaining in place only due to my seat-belts. I heard a deafening tearing sound with a huge pop as the metal walls on my left side began to dent in. And when the terrifying inward denting of the walls stopped, I was left out of breath again as the ship came to a stop by striking against an asteroid with such a great intensity that I was twisted and thrown to the opposite side of the chair to which I was previously thrown to almost cramping my neck. Some part of the ship broke away with a huge noise.”

“Wow that must have been intense.” Kalazi exclaimed anxiously.

“You bet.”

“You know you already have an experience in your short time in space that many can’t have in their lifetime.”

“Know what, they are lucky. Nobody would like to have this kind of an experience.”

“You bet they won’t like it. These people don’t have contact with any kind of petty thieves in their entire lifetime and you managed to be in the company of a big one since you entered space.”


Annie Stops time Frankly Chapter 3 – You don’t mess with time without endangering someone’s existence

Annie Stops Time Frankly

Note: This book is a work of fiction, any co-incidence with any person’s life living or dead is just awesome and we should dedicate our lives to find and ask him/her how to do it.

You don’t mess with time without endangering someone’s existence

Annie stood up and stretched her legs. She went towards the craft’s window and saw distant stars pass by in speeds hundred times more than light. Kalaziunga enjoyed sipping something extremely resistible from a tetra pack and Annie poured herself a glass of water to wet her throat. Back home Annie was an editor for the school newspaper and had a life so normal, it wasn’t worth mentioning. She contemplated cheating on her boyfriend once to add some spice to her life but the guy moved out of city before she could act upon it. She thought if that tragedy could induce some melodrama in her life but the best she could come up with was a yawn at their picture, apparently their relationship was not True Love serious as her friends had claimed.

After musing unnecessarily over her past boyfriend, Annie slowly took a sat back on the chair. “I guess, I’m ready now.”

“For what?” asked Kalazi.

“For continuing the story, obviously.” Annie mumbled .

“Oh you’ve got to tell me that. What’s with you dropping obscure hints.” Complained Kalazi.

“It was the only relevant thing I could be ready for, you know let’s not argue clearly we have different cultures. Let me just tell the story and you drop me home.”

“Ok, what’s with being that grumpy.”

Annie itched her forehead for a second then continued the tale. “I asked him what that had to do with me being sucked into a spaceship. But all he did was tell me relax and listen to his story witout interrupting him.” She said eyeing Kalazi. “Anyways he told me that after discovering this, the pirates decided to steal all of Earth’s gold which would leave the planet half ruined due to turning of every particle on earth as they suck out each and every atom of their precious gloser. For this they stole a highly experimental weapon in works for the Space Patrol Delta which could stop time for entire planets except people being shocked with quantum matter wave in their hypothalamus or equivalent glands. This weapon was stolen and transported directly to earth with the Delta in pursuit but the bad guys used it in time to stop all time on planet earth, but apparently the radius of its effect was much larger than estimated and froze the whole solar system in time as well as the delta in pursuit. Now the whole solar system in risk of collapse with a three star system nearby as the solar system stands still while the galaxy rotates on its axis. Though, somehow I wasn’t frozen in time.” Annie stopped and waited.

“So what?”

“Well don’t you have anything to say about me being not frozen.” She inquired.

“No. It’s a fact that one in ten million organisms might not get affected by the stopping of time due to the quanta nitro space-time fabric dampener not reaching enough to them or them being affected by some obscure source of quantum matter radiation. On earth there might be more than than half a thousand people not frozen in time. What do you want me to say?”

“Ah.. you know if I was back on earth right now and they knew that I wasn’t frozen when they were someone would call me special.”

“Wow, that’s real funny. I don’t think you are special in any way.” Kalazi laughed making a strong attempt at humour on his part, as he appreciated the girl’s attempt at a joke or atleast what he thought  was a joke.

Although for Annie it wasn’t even remotely funny. Though she was confused for moments about whether that comment was some kind of innocent humour in his culture, she let her anger take over. “Wow thanks, that was real encouraging.”

Kalazi gave a nod pleased that he had heightened the spirits of the young human girl.

Annie sullenly continued. “Wren was one of the guys with the delta who was out of the time freeze radius and was able to enter the Earth atmosphere in his ship undetected. There while monitoring all kind of signals which don’t get frozen in a time stop he saw one emerging from earth and teleported me up, with the intention of saving me from the pirates and to know more about earth so he could use my practical knowledge of earth in conjecture with the experience of the Delta forces to defeat them. I asked him if that could save my solar system from collapsing into stardust, and he promised that it was the easiest part, as the Delta forces were also working on a weapon with the opposite properties to restore the normal flow of time after their work was done.” Annie said eyeing the huge bazooka like structure with a thick motor on its back and a front with a hole as narrow as a pinhead.
“ Well I was scared that time thinking that I was trapped in some race against time to save the world from destruction movie, before he told me that the estimated time of collapse was a very short thousand earth years. Now everyone on my planet knows and accepts that the world would end in some thousand years, so its not that big a deal that everyone is trying to make this.” She concluded.

“Very well” Kalazi smiled. “but still we don’t know how you came into possession of this.” He said pointing at the intimidating machine.

“I am getting there. Be patient. I would have recounted all of the story till now if you hadn’t given me that drug to make me recall my memories crystal clearly. Now I can’t resist telling the story without details when I remember so much, It’s your own damned fault.” Annie shouted at him and felt content. All humans like be mean without any reason from time to time.

“Don’t get rough girl. We like drama not action.” complained Kalazi.

“Hey I did tell you that I don’t like interruptions, also put through my drama if you like it so much.” She said pleased with herself, but soon composed herself to tell the story. Space was definitely playing tricks with her mind. She recalled an awesome book about time-travel she had read earlier. Its front cover had said “You don’t mess with time without endangering someone’s existence.” She though it was apt and strangely funny.

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Annie stops time Frankly Chapter 2- Space stories are always weird

Annie Stops Time Frankly

Note: This book is a work of fiction, any co-incidence with any person’s life living or dead is just awesome and we should dedicate our lives to find and ask him/her how to do it.

Space stories are always Weird.

“I asked him what that had to do with me being there? He told me that it was just because of that I was there.  He told me it is believed that an element ‘gloser’ exists which can stop aging in a vast amount of species in the universe making them almost immortal. For a long time it was believed that the element doesn’t exist and was just another of myths floating around in the hypergalactic continuum, till we found a piece of earth’s spatial craft. Found floating around the very edge of Andromeda galaxy by the intergalaxial space treasure hunters, this piece was found to be transported from the rare wormholes occurring in the edges of milky-way galaxy and was specifically from the planet Earth where his father was abducted from.” Annie shrugged.” Startled I asked him if I was abducted and was that why his story seemed to be so off point what I asked because there was no particular reason.” Annie fidgeted a little to make herself comfortable. This was going to be a long monologue without the fishman interrupting.

“He politely denied it, and said that he did not abduct people to poke around till he was really bored.” Annie continued.

“Well how did that sentence feel?” inquired the manoid-fish.

“I thought you did not want me to include my feelings into the story.”

The manfish stared at Annie for quite some time and then said. “Well I admit listening to your feelings make this story a bit interesting. A little spicy saucy story always does our species a little good. Now the galactic police wants us to record facts but doesn’t mean I can’t hear them without some zing to it. I can always serve them the bland dish.” He smiles rolling his eyes.

“You a cook on your planet?” Annie asked tense whether she was really talking to the right guy or she would have to recount all this to someone else in charge.

“What do you think?” he said proudly flashing his holographic detective pin batch on his chest from which a little 3D revolving model of his came out revolving with his name Kalaziunga Mazurizadan Mazaneiuo, his planet Rolou Maleikh and his designation Detective with the Fact-Telling branch under the story telling branch of the Interspecies interaction branch of the Third Stars Galaxy branch of the United Galactic Police written in all separate lines. The third line was specially spread across a large distance due to being written in all Caps and Annie had to lean over her chair in both directions to read it all.

“You are not a very high ranking official, are you?” Annie asked.

“No” admitted Kalaziunga rather brightly. “but I’m fast on my way to get the same job level in the Second Stars Galaxy. Pretty great, right?”.

Annie leaned back in her chair. The awkwardity of the situation was stressing her out. She had no idea if that was any better than what he got right now, as he would have to sit in the same kind of ship doing the same thing he was doing right now. But for the sake of politeness on behalf of the whole human society, which wasn’t that much polite ever she beamed at and said. “ That’s great.” And stopped before she even tried pronouncing his name. No need to spoil a kind moment she thought.

“Anyways, my mind did not even register it you know after space delta, time stops, random gloser data. So I didn’t react to it and he went on telling me that an element had the same sub-atomic level properties as gloser as was described in the legend.”

“You must have been quite surprised.”

“Nah, you know I wondered how interesting read would that story if it went on to describe all sub-atomic properties of gloser. Also I thought how helpful would it have been to us if our legends too described the atomic structure of The Sorcerer’s stone to us. Speaking of Sorcerer’s stone, he continued on to tell me that soon the scientists sent this data over to planet pirates heads as apparently they worked for them, who in turn sent a stealth observational and scientific laboratory spaceship on earth where they found out that the element having 197 nucleic particles was a well-known and highly sought after metal on the planet and was popularly known as gold.”

“Any reaction then? “inquired Kalaziunga.

“You know I knew that gold had pretty well anti-aging properties but the legend was a long way off it considered this immortality.”

“Well obviously it’s not to be used directly.”

“Yeah I know, it is to be reacted with leftover mass from neutron star collisions, which by the way are extremely less rare compared to gold to the tune of 2 to power 110110.”

“Okay, you know this is really exciting and saddening at the same time as I’m one of those species who are not on the list mentioned who can benefit from gloser in the legend.”

“You know with every passing moment it gets harder for me to consider even reading that legend, are you sure it’s not some science journal.”

“Yes quite sure they aren’t. Those journals always mention where the subject mentioned can be found unlike the legend’s original papers.”

Annie shot a thumbs up to Kalaziunga sarcastically, who had no idea what to make of that signal and thought she was just trying to be weird about that extra disfigured finger on her both hands and smiled at her just to seem polite in behalf of the planet Rolou Maleikh to the sole representer of an under-developed species of a third-stars galaxy’s dwarf planet.

“Can I like rest for fifteen minutes before telling you the rest of the story. Something here is stressing me out.”

“Sure” Kalaziunga replied relieved of escaping the very weird moment he had with that human, and pressed a button on his seat panel which quickly transformed the chair in a soft straight wide platform as it was something humans used to rest, unlike the very comfortable resting position of the Rolouings where they stood on their heads with their legs folded at knees. Sweet Dreams.


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Annie stops Time Frankly Chapter 1- The Time of ManFish’s life.

Never did I start posting the novel. Though quickly I would tell you that it was because I scraped that idea and today I start with a new one . I Hope you enjoy it. Genres are sci-fi and comedy.

Annie Stops Time Frankly

Note: This book is a work of fiction, any co-incidence with any person’s life living or dead is just awesome and we should dedicate our lives to find and ask him/her how to do it.

The Time of Manfish’s Life

Annie was no stranger to science fiction, but she was comfortable with it because it was after all fiction. So, when a spaceship stopped over her house to beam her in. She was surprised.

“Lady, You have to tell us the story from the beginning and we want no personal notes just account the story chronologically!” the green man said. His fin ears stooped.

“As always” Annie began yet again, this time trying to keep her story as impersonal as she could, just want to go home now. ”I was ready to take off to school with my mom” she told them, “When I felt as suddenly everything stopped. I was alone in my room at that moment. It was a very weird feeling.”

“C’mon Ms Greene. Please keep your feelings out of the narrative. We have no place for them.”

Annie stopped a bit irritated for being cut off for such a small mistake. It was almost impossible to make the story completely free of her feelings, being completely opposite in nature to what she had learnt to do all her life. “Ok” She took a deep breath and continued. “ To… investigate if I was indeed correct, I went down and was surprised to see everything frozen in time.”

“So you called a number?” he asked.

“I called my country’s emergency number not that I thought it would work but I was panicking and had no idea what to do next.” She told him.

“Record this” the green man told his assistant “The signal through which she was found was her calling an emergency number.” He turned his gaze towards Annie again. “ Please Continue.”

“Well, nothing happened when I dialled it, but seconds later with a pulling sensation I was on a spaceship. I tried to take hold of myself after it beamed me up”.

“Teleported you up!”

“Yeah, whatever beaming is the term for it I know from Star Trek”

“No, beaming and transporting are different things totally. One involves carbon copying of every molecule in your body and destruction of the original one. Teleporting is actual transport of every molecule in from the pickup to destination point”

“ I don’t see how this helps the story” asked Annie very irritably.

“Keeps our records 100% correct. A pulling sensation can only be due to actual transport.”

“Okay.” Annie took a long breath again. “Obviously, at once I didn’t know that I was in a spaceship because as far as I knew they didn’t exist.  So I tried to hide myself under the couch in the room I was in, when I heard approaching footsteps. That’s when he found me.”

“Who found you?” he asked.


“How?” he asked.

“Well he was on the spaceship” replied Annie.

“No why did you slip out from under the couch?” he asked.

“He called me by name and said I was not to fear him, as he was after all a half-human “replied Annie.

“Didn’t that startle you?” asked the green fishoid humanoid.

“Well time stopped, and I was teleported atleast he was half-human.”

“Hmmm… So you did not panic?”

“Didn’t get the time. It’s only now that I have got enough time to do that.”

“Okay, let’s hear more.”

“I slipped out and he helped me stand up. I thanked him and blurted out in a second if I was going crazy?”

“You thought you were crazy?”

“Not exactly, I was just thinking if someone had slipped me some psychedelic in the weed I smoked last night.”

“Weed? That Stuff that grows in water on earth. Why do you people smoke it? “asked the human-fishoid.

“No not that weed. Drugs weed. Marijuana weed.”

“Which psychedelic you thought you had been given?”

“The Mind-twisting realistic hallucinations inducing kind.” replied Annie bitingly.”Do you really want the listen to the whole story or are you just messing with me. Don’t tell me this is some sort of an intergalactic hyper-real prank.”

“This is no prank, I can tell you that.”

“Then please shut up!”


“He told me that I was not going crazy, but things happening around me were crazy. He made me sit on the couch and told me that he’ll go fetch me a glass of water. And he was back in few seconds with it, so after accepting the bottle I asked the first sane question . To quote me” Exactly what is going crazy besides me?”. He replied everything.”

“Did you fall in love at first sight with that guy, huh?” the fishmanoid asked.

“I didn’t fall in no bull at first shit.”

“So what did he replied.”

“He told me that there exists an organization in intergalactic space which protects new young worlds from the knowledge of existence of interspatial society till they themselves are advanced and ready enough to seek it out, so the development of those planets are according to their  planet’s natural course. This organisation known as the space patrol delta also keeps people from other developed planets from exploiting the underdeveloped ones.”

“Don’t tell me that didn’t sound phony!”

“You have no idea. I mean Space Patrol Delta. I could have done better, but unfortunately I was shocked enough to believe it that time. “

“Just so you know your planet didn’t come in extra-terrestrial contact because it’s located in uncharted regions of the third-stars galaxy The Milky Way which has virtually no resources. No wonder we didn’t know that there was even a planet with fourth-grade intelligence. The best we found was planet inhabited with grade-five intelligence honoic carbones or in your colloquial terms bacterium.”

“You are lucky that I don’t consider it offensive.”

“Why would you? You people don’t even have a interplanetary travel. Neither has the bacteria.”

“It’s not the same we have cars to traverse our own world.”

“Bacteria can do that too and without the need for wasting resources for that.”

“What about shuttles, planes, the educational system.”

“I did give you one higher grade, didn’t I?”

Annie breathed out again. It was hard to remain calm, but she needed to get home. “Ok”, she said “May I go on?”



Filler Post

Sorry people…. This post arrives a little late! As always an examination was behind this delay…

With little progress in my novel it’s impossible to post anything now. And cramming too much in my head for the exams have given me a severe case of writer’s block. (A Writer’s block refers to several dates, outings, movies with friends after exams). Maybe it’s very irresponsible to take these recesses over my sole dream of working hard for publishing a good book. But all work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, right?

Anyways, I find this time great  to read new books. You can’t ever get short of being inspired. Also it was important to watch Castle episodes during this time. How can an aspiring writer ever miss those greatly crafted sentences and amazing mysteries, fabulous one-liners.?

Taking a vacation off this blog when I hadn’t even started anything was a bad but involuntary choice. So this post is mostly filler for the time gap. And I’m working hard to think of a great new way to present my characters in the novel. Meanwhile, I’d like your two cents over which narrative is better – First or Third person?

A Start.


What in world is a writer? That’s a question I will use to describe myself.

IF you are reading my blog I’m pretty sure you already know my name. Its Atul Aditya. I’m 16. I could have gone into the details of the origin of that name but its then a waste of words. Anyways I was saying what’s a writer… well first of all he’s someone who’s in love with language. Be it any language. He/She (I’m not a male chauvinist but since I’m a he,  I’ll refer to the writer as a he.) will use all the words he has in his dictionary to make people fall in love with he  has written… Every  write-up of his is another valentine of his. I guess that’s pretty much it plots and details are attributes of a good planner and a person who is an excellent plotter and knows how to sell their goods.

So yes… I’m in love with a language and its English.. I love it as it offers me as much words as I’d want of the expressive or scientific quality, whatever I want.. I also like Hindi as it is one language which has words which one can use to easily show respect… but that’s not what I want the most. So for now, I hope you will bear with me for rest of my journey as I explore the English language through the means of a novel. I never said I was just a writer, I believe I’m a good plotter too. 🙂

Best Wishes Readers, I give them because I need it too.

P.S.: That picture is just to make my page look pretty. Ignore it completely.