February 21, 2016

That Night.. (Part 2)

Contd from Part_1

I don't believe in Ghost. May be I did, when I was a kid. Even the lamest horror shows (Zee-horror-show) used to give me nightmares. Over the period of time, I became skeptical about the whole after-death theories. Perhaps, the credit has to go to numerous horror shows, horror movies that I saw. Somehow I developed a taste to this genre of media and during this period I became fearless, fearless to the whole idea of creepy ghosts, devils, dark stories etc. But everything was about to change. 

...Sometimes life gives you situations where you don't really understand what is real and what isn't. On top of that, its very likely that you don't get enough time to even think through what is going on. Same was the case with me that night. Skeptical part of the brain was bamboozled, totally in for a shock and it stopped working when I saw that 'figure'. You don't expect anyone standing on the middle of the road, at night, that too in such a part of the Bangalore! The light beaming from my bike's headlamps fell on one such thing or a person I wasn't sure, but it took me by surprise and completely off-guarded.

"Sqeeeesshh".. subconscious mind sent rapid signals to apply the breaks and I somehow managed to be stand firm and not get thrown away into the ground. Breeze of silence followed by chirping of crickets from those lonely bushes created an awkward situation. I started my bike again, simply raising the accelerator on neutral, I honked for a while to see if there is any movement... But this weird character, standing few feet away, was completely motion-less. I didn't know how to react or even believe my eyes, or was it my tired mind playing tricks? Was I really hallucinating? Or... was it real??

"wait, why do you jump in to conclusion that its something out of this world, it can still be some crazy lady.."
"..but then why would a crazy lady just stand there with her hair untied, covering almost her entire face?"
"At least she isn't wearing a white saree!!" 
"As if the ghosts care about some fashion-sense" 

"Oh Shut the f**k up" I whispered to my crazy thoughts. Sometimes our sensible and senseless parts of the brain only make matters worst. I could have just left, racing away, from the sides and be done with it. But no... how can a half asleep, tired brain, good for nothing brain can make rational decisions? Without getting down, I leaned towards my left to pick up a stone and threw towards the lady. Well, the result just blow my mind away. It literally, went through her body. literally! It was a million times worse than the worst "What the F***" moment! What is shitting bricks - well I had a hard realization at that moment. My dried throat were so powerless to even generate a squeak as I saw the little movement in the figure standing in front of me. The little movement of the neck and I was sure she was starring at me. I was frightened to death, my body was shaking and my lips trembled - as I vigorously tried kick starting my bike and then I realized I had not turned the keys on. 

Somehow I pulled myself together, started my bike and raised the accelerator to the max.. I closed my eyes as I rode across that unanswered-uncharacteristic-unresolved piece of puzzle. I didn't stop after that... I didn't have courage to even look back. I felt like a kid all over again when I used to get scared even to go out in the dark thinking someone will grab me from behind. I was thankful when I reached home, went inside and saw my wife sound asleep. It was 3.30AM when I went to bed but I couldn't get any sleep. Neither I could erase that figure from my mind nor I could turn-off the scary thoughts. And the worst part - I had to be in office in less than 6 hours... I badly needed sleep but how!? 

To be contd...


1 comment:

KINIX HANDE said...

Yeah I have heard of similar situation many times....