Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Dreadful Dreams

"ayeeee !!! " It was today, when i woke up in the morning. i tried to sit properly on my bed,thinking about “that time”, sweat coming down my cheeks, heart beats fastened, legs trembling with fear, I closed my eyes…
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It is dark. My eyes are unable to recognize the place where I am standing now. I am trying hard, to detect the place and get out of it but, I am helpless, clueless… motionless. I feel as if I am trapped somewhere… in the space, where darkness is floating all around, covering each and everything, spreading his supremacy over the objects. The haze of this devilish gloom is hiding me from the world. It seems as if it wants to acquire me, capture me, to make me a part of its possessions. I am struggling to scream, so that, at least somebody can hear and help me but, shit, I am wrong , this place is like a space where neither sound can be produced nor heard. So, here I am, standing like a statue, no one to talk, nowhere to go, nothing to do except thinking. I am dying inside, I am… sshhh…wait...i can hear something… “Tap-tap-tap”… the sound of the footsteps, I guess… now I can hear them more clearly… oh god!! They are coming towards me, directly towards me. “Tap…tap…tap… tap -tap -tap -tap”. That’s a human. I can sense the body heat of that person, the smell, the presence. That’s a male I guess. Yes. A man… is carrying something in his hands.  Suddenly, LIGHT. LIGHT!!!  He has lit up a matchstick. Now I can see his eyes, the scary bloodshot eyes, staring at me. The matchstick is burning… it has almost burnt and… darkness again. Oh no!! I can  feel his strong hands grabbing me, hurting me, dragging me. I am trying to stop him but, that’s very difficult. I can feel something hard, like a stick. Yes. It is a stick. Oh! He hit me on my head with that stick...

Now, I am at some different place and I am floating… what ?? How’s that possible?? umm… no. I am not floating, I am in the arms of the man with the same bloodshot eyes. I can feel some liquid coming out of my head. Oh shit! That’s blood. I can see it. I can feel the horrible pain. This different place explains that when I  fainted this man brought me here. This place is very hot. Yellow light?? umm… I am trying to see the source of light… BLOODY HELL!!! A lake, a lake of hot lava and I am just above it? Jesus. I can now see the face of death. I am imagining… “as soon as I enter into the lava, the hot liquid would start touching me and gradually, it would convert me into molten matter i.e., lava, my hands floating in the lava, my face dissolving in the lava, my cells getting destroyed by the lava”. “NO!” I screamed.    “Yes, my dear” a voice replied. That is the voice of that man. Suddenly, he is lifting me up with a force. “ NO! NO! NO!” He’s going to throw me. “NO! I beg of you. Please, please leave me!”.  With a great force he is taking my body towards him and then, and then he threw me…ayeeeeeee.
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Ayeeeeeee !!! It was today, when I woke up in the morning, I tried to sit properly on my bed, thinking about that dreadful dream, sweat coming down my face, heartbeat fastened, legs trembling with fear… I closed my eyes.  

            
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