Okay....I wholeheartedly accept that I am the laziest person on this earth. After a short tennis match with my conscience, I managed to type in the blog site address. And as I'm punching the letters on the keyboard, the whirlpool of words threatens to drown me in the ocean of stories that have taken refuge in the most stubborn corner of my mind. Maybe, I should have uncorked the stories sooner.
But, no harm done. At least not till today. Things have changed. I'm a certified nocturnal now. I don't really feel bad about being one. Because night is somehow a better haven. You are aloof. The mind can touch the potentials of untowed emotions. Sometimes, night turns it's back on me.
Since the past few weeks, I've been reading a lot. Vampires, Werewolves, Detectives, Victorian England, you name it! And, I had one more reason to stay awake. The FIFA world cup! Life is interesting after midnight. On one side is the welcomed noise from the real world of football and the imagined world of characters from my favourite books. On the other side is the silence that arches back like a feline and then jumps on you, like the night sky smothering you!
There was a time when I wasn't afraid of the dark night. I don't know why the calm whispers of trees and the snores of sleeping birds have started to bother me so much now. I can't bear the stillness that night brings. A fear grips me. And even though I try not to, I vividly remember the faces of those ugly ghosts and psychics, who starred in various horror flicks! From there it gets funny. My inner voice laughs at me for being ridiculous. But i shoo it away with an excuse of just being human. Then, somehow, twisting and fluttering in my bed, I manage to drift away. Away from those mangled faces. Away from my fears.
Light takes over and sets fire to those bothering thoughts. It does not end there. I wake up with diffused memories of various dreams manufactured by my subconscious mind. After a few moments, they hit me like a tsunami, magnified! I laugh at some. Laugh at the idiocy of my subconscious mind.
There end the adventures of night. I'll miss them when the holidays end and adventures of the day will overpower my body. And I'll drift away even before the clock strikes 12!
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