Hanging on the roof the fan spun about 10 fts above my head making a noise as its wings pierced air, the window curtains and the table cloth continued to wave as I undo the blanket over me and got down from the bed rubbing my ass over the mattress and bending my legs. My feet didn’t felt any sensation when it touched the ground, quite as a surprise to me but they dint felt any temperature difference. That day I woke up earlier than I do in the normal schedule. I pulled the curtains slightly to see the sky, it was dark blue or blackish blue with almost no stars twinkling and dogs crying, wind was also blowing and it took away all the voices that came from the vehicles running on the nearby road. It was still dark and the only thing visible was some dark images of curtains and the table cloth that was waving against the bluish grey turned white walls. To get a better idea of time I turned on the light to see the watch hanging on the only odd colored wall of the room. It showed 03:33:33AM. I opened the door, walked some time in the balcony in the dark, thinking on random issues. Then I thought of sleeping again. I came back in the room and gave a look on the watch to see how much time is left in dawn. It was still showing the same time. I smiled to myself as I said what a time for a watch to be a martyr. I turned off the light and was going to my bed when I saw that someone is already sleeping on my bed with blanket till forehead. I was traumatized. I turned on the light again, I was thinking that who could it be, I did not heard any one coming to m room, neither I heard any sound of opening the door. I went nearer, hesitatingly draw the sheet slowly from fore head to the chin and I jumped back.
It was me.
I was dazed, somewhat horrified also but more in a state of mental shock. Its not always when u woke up in the night, u go out of your room and when u come back u find yourself lying on the bed. I rushed to my parents’ room and tried to wake up my mom but she did not reacted as if she never heard me shouting on her ear. Then I tried to wake up dad but all in vain. I made several futile attempts to wake up my brother and mom dad. I was running from room to room in horror, shouting but everyone was lying like a corpse, not even moving millimeters, even the thing lying on my bed was like a corpse only, having no sensations, no breath, nothing. At least others were changing their positions on the bed, but I (if that was me) was lying in the same one position, as I sleep, with stomach on the bed and back side exposed. I came out of the room and locked the room from out side and took the key with me. I then walked in the balcony till the dawn, this time my steps were faster, and my mind was more concentrated in thought process.
Finally, I saw some one on the street out side, then the number of people increased on the street everyone busy in their regular schedules, someone filling water from the taps, some one drying his clothes on the roof after bathing, someone reading newspaper in his lawn, women going to fetch milk chattering, birds singing on the mango tree, sweeper sweeping the street, young girls going to the temple with wet hair and flowers in hand. Everything was normal only me and this episode was strange.
At last I hear the sweet chime of mamas payal, she had woken up, I rushed to her and said mummy someone is on my bed. She did not even react. Now this was really very strange. I was shouting in front of her, my face horrified and no signs of worry on her face, something was not right today. She then went to my room and I followed her, she opened the door and it opened. I locked that freaking door by my own hands, and it opened in one shot .This was ridiculous. She then tried to wake up that thing lying on my place but it didn’t moved . Mama turned it upside down, this time her face was pale and tiny drops of water on her forehead. Se screamed for my father and he also came running hearing her crying. My father tried to wake me up, but I dint moved. He was pressing my ribcase , slapping me, shouting on me but all the attempts were out of hope. My brother and grandparents also came to my room hearing the screams. My mom was crying uncontrollably and grand mother was consoling her, though she was also crying. My father rushed for the doctor immediately and grand father was just sitting on the sofa near my bed, staring at infinity, with tears in his eyes. In all this trauma, no one saw me or to my thought, ignored me. I was not able to understand why they all were behaving like this. I was trying to talk everyone but no one responded. May be they all were busy in crying or consoling that’s why they were giving less importance to me. Then I moved to my brother, he was neither crying nor consoling nor staring at the infinity, he was just standing against a wall, and may be he was also trying to understand the whole story just like me, so in a hope that I will get some response I asked him that what happened but again he behaved a if he never saw me
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