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The ghost from the dreams



Fear..is strange it can cripple you or it can lead you to do impossible tasks..its just how you react to it. Brave they say is not the one who is not fearful but the one who holds on even with it. I am no brave but fear brings the best in me. Over the years the things that scares me have undergone remarkable changes but still there are things that scare me. If I can remember correctly when I was a little kid i was scared of the big wide well in the neighborhood, when I went to school I was scared of the empty store room which all our teachers threatened to lock us in. When I was in primary my art teacher got into the scene and scared the hell out of me with her innovative punishing techniques.

Things began to look good as I grew up. Fear became a rare commodity but was occasionally experienced during the college exams. It further vanished as I move around for work. So I must admit I missed being afraid. However a recent incident brought back that adrenaline rush in me which I was looking for some time now. It was a long and tiring day and back in my room I thought of skipping my night read.

It was a clear night. Strangely enough there were no dogs barking on the streets and I was somewhat pleased by it. The stillness of night was apparent and the moon looked brighter with that reddish tint which you see when you are in love. The street looked strange for some reason. I knew it was different but sometimes you can't stop yourself from walking into something. I don't remember how long have I been walking but I guess it was pretty late. I wanted to turn back but the walk seem very exciting. For some reason I never noticed that I was just walking alone and the nearby buildings were no longer familiar. I realized I must have taken a wrong turn and I was now in an unfamiliar territory. I was engulfed with that funny feeling you get when you are really pissed on yourself . There was no one to ask directions except for that unfamiliar and dark neighborhood with two parallel roads. There were dark streets breaking out from the parallel road. I tried walking into one of them but could not sense any activity. I rapidly came back to main road. Hopelessly I turned back and started walking straight to find way back home. For some reason it was getting hot. The night was no longer clear and it was looking hazy may be due to my tired body. I sense someone behind me ...I wanted to turn back but I never felt like doing it and it was getting warmer as I walked. I was now getting that feeling I was talking about. I could now heard faint cries and someone walking behind me. It was hard to walk now but it was scarier to look back. The cries grew louder and something came just in front from my back...hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..

Oh it was just a dream I realize and I was thirsty now. I gathered all my strength to get up from the bed and walk down to the kitchen to get a bottle of water. It was very warm for some reason. The walk down to the kitchen was painfully slow and I managed to reach the kitchen door and it was closed. I forced open the door and I walked in..as I moved towards the fridge I notice the same cries from my dreams and suddenly something gain came from behind and this time I really woke up.

Oh so it was all a dream..perhaps a dream within a dream. I was alone sitting on my bed noticed that the electricity was gone and the fans were motionless as if carved in stones. Now I felt elated. It was great being afraid after so many years. It gives you a high to notice that you are important enough for entities around you to torment you. I was now really thirsty and after that dream of mine I was drenched and then I began that long road to my kitchen all by myself.

Comments

Sid Dhar said…
ya man, you are right. being afraid sometimes makes you realize how much things have changes. In our busy world today, we actually have NO TIME to be afraid. Its like rapid decision making. You don't have the time to think. Without much thought the real sentiments fails to make the point, without which fear doesn't come.
Its almost 2 am and I am not sure what I am saying. Make something out of it,ok. lol

Sid
my inner world said…
that was really a nice one, on fears

it made me think of my fears.

and many a times it does happen that the thngs we fear do come in our dreams :)
Gagan said…
really very nice !!

keep posting ~~

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