From a couple of days, I've been trying to write things. But my mind is plying tricks on me 😬. When I have nothing to note down, sitting silently or when I am stressing to solve some math problem, I suddenly become a poet. Words start flooding and string themselves into beautiful sentences all in my mind. But when I sit with a book and pen in a beautiful place..NO.. uhh ha...I seriously don't get any idea to write..is'nt our mind a actual master mind??😑 tricking us into things?? creating all sorts of illusions??
I specifically remember one night,
I was sleeping alone in my room it was around 2 A.M. My roommate had gone to her native. Usually I'm a very bold person. Never scared of dark or ghost stories. But that night.....my mind played real game on me..
I guess it was because I watched The conjuring movie with my brother with full sound effects. That night I literally cried out fear.. and almost believed that Bathsheba was beside me whispering all sorts of weird chants in my ears.. I was also scared to sleep in my normal position scared someone would grab me by my feet. My throat was dry I felt paralysed could not even stifle.. shivering I somehow managed a muffled scream.. and then suddenly I woke up..sat up on my bed.. it was such a panicky situation.. and then almost instantly I called my friend who lives next door. Poor girl picked my call after 3 times of continuous ringing. Then she agreed to come and stay with me for the rest of the night.. you don't know how relieved I felt..She came in comforted me in the best possible way. and accompanied me till dawn without ever complaining for the trouble I created.
next morning i was happy that it was a bright sunny day. but somewhere the last night's incident kept bugging me. when i told my dad about this i got a little bit of console filled "telling" about his constant warning to stop watching horror movies. when my brother got to know, he laughed till his stomach hurt. But I never found courage to tell my mom about this.
After that night I never ventured to watch a horror movie again. I was planning to read 'The shinning' and I dropped that plan. and gave up all my love for the movies like Nightmare on ELM streets, the whispers series and many more.
Sometimes I clearly don't understand what I'm in. few times I feel like I'm in hot crawling mess. and sometimes I feel like pre Buddha- Siddhartha who has got almost everything in life. Sometimes all I need is a cup of coffee to get me going. or a hearty laugh filled walk with mom. Man OH Man we are all victims of this brain game 😆😅
I specifically remember one night,
I was sleeping alone in my room it was around 2 A.M. My roommate had gone to her native. Usually I'm a very bold person. Never scared of dark or ghost stories. But that night.....my mind played real game on me..I guess it was because I watched The conjuring movie with my brother with full sound effects. That night I literally cried out fear.. and almost believed that Bathsheba was beside me whispering all sorts of weird chants in my ears.. I was also scared to sleep in my normal position scared someone would grab me by my feet. My throat was dry I felt paralysed could not even stifle.. shivering I somehow managed a muffled scream.. and then suddenly I woke up..sat up on my bed.. it was such a panicky situation.. and then almost instantly I called my friend who lives next door. Poor girl picked my call after 3 times of continuous ringing. Then she agreed to come and stay with me for the rest of the night.. you don't know how relieved I felt..She came in comforted me in the best possible way. and accompanied me till dawn without ever complaining for the trouble I created.
next morning i was happy that it was a bright sunny day. but somewhere the last night's incident kept bugging me. when i told my dad about this i got a little bit of console filled "telling" about his constant warning to stop watching horror movies. when my brother got to know, he laughed till his stomach hurt. But I never found courage to tell my mom about this.
After that night I never ventured to watch a horror movie again. I was planning to read 'The shinning' and I dropped that plan. and gave up all my love for the movies like Nightmare on ELM streets, the whispers series and many more.
Sometimes I clearly don't understand what I'm in. few times I feel like I'm in hot crawling mess. and sometimes I feel like pre Buddha- Siddhartha who has got almost everything in life. Sometimes all I need is a cup of coffee to get me going. or a hearty laugh filled walk with mom. Man OH Man we are all victims of this brain game 😆😅
