Wednesday, January 18, 2006

“THE DARKEST HOUR OF NIGHT”

What you call this situation of life or one phase of life in DARK?

All lights switched off and room is in the darkest hour of night just lying on the bed way to deep & sound sleep, and before ready to close two balls of eyes, all of sudden eyes got stuck on the door in front and don’t know why mind has taken opportunity to think that somebody outside sitting on the chair under the shadow of a tree is starring, trying to change to the path of thoughts in the tired mind, hoping that thoughts would automatically change to scare the soul & shivers the body and generate goose pimples . Then the body took a curve, trying to sleep straight, in a fraction of second. Other thought rushed in the mind thinking that somebody from outside is starring from the window…Who is he/she…

It took five long hours to satisfy the mind nobody is there and its all illusion of the tired mind from the day’s activity a fresh thought arrives, night is over, its 5 a.m. in morning.

Second day, discussed same topic with friends while discussing the topic gathered variety of information from horizon. Topic was over and last wording at end was that: Somebody is listening this conservation!!! One of the friend dropped near by home it was 8 pm. Steps were fast and mind was running with the thoughts that somebody was following want to catch and want to come in front but not trying to look back decided to run and run towards home. Aim is to knock the door and get inside to feel secure, ohhh these moments were really horrible and illusion comes to result and voice came out and said Yes there was someone who was actually not visible in the actual form but is it a imagination No… there was someone who will always be around that corner and waiting for somebody !!!

What is this!!! who is that soul may be a old woman or old man dressed in white not able to catch the face. Moving around the corner and not giving the complete picture of that object, disturbed the whole night not even in night but it start disturbing in the time of afternoon when suddenly light switched off…

Is it the darkness which gives the shape to an object forcing to think that somebody who is almost died is waiting and wanted to play with the mind, discuss something, want to say something or want to do something which is unknown…

Is it Abstract imagination?
Is it power of imagination?
Is it the place similarity and so similar that object creation start?