Aaaaaaaa……..h, I’m scared, I’m really scared. One problem with me is that I think too much, rather…I imagine too much. You tell me something, and the damn thing runs in my head like in a dream—I live it in my head. And that's what happened when I saw ‘Ek Hasina Thi’- I lived it—rats climbing up in my trousers; me helplessly and haplessly looking at them. And it gave me shivers. I could feel the tingle of those small feet on my legs, the nails slightly poking my flesh; the flickering tail moving on my skin like someone’s running a feather, but this time the same sensory excitations sending out chills in my spine as my conscious was aware of the source. I felt the rat’s bristles brushing against the hair on my legs, smell the creature filling the air around me, suffocating me. I couldn’t see with my own eyes the approach of the inevitable; I leaned back and closed my eyes and I think I let out a scream of despair as I gave a last tug to my hands to free myself up, just to know what I was already aware of, the last of drops of hope of a miracle dried up as the rat took its bites.
# posted by Amit D'Mani @ 1:42 AM
