I know of a place which is 100% haunted. What comes to your mind when you read the word ‘haunted’ ?? Ghosts, departed souls or creatures unknown. But trust me i’ve seen the fear in the eyes, absolute blankness and an urge to shout had left me in utter shock. How can one be so silent, so patient or say too generous when it’s the matter of survival ?? Darwin evolved the theory of ‘Survival of the fittest’ but why he doesn’t want to fit anymore.
The floor was a little high above the ground, a sort of dilapidated, extended threshold of an old, torn house where everyday a paid servant cleanly put up the table in between 5 chairs whose numbers can increase or decrease as per the need, for the men to assemble pretending to be doing some business talks enjoying the sun bath in the cold winter days, unaware of the fact that they haunted the place for more than a month now.
Earlier it used to be the running, dancing and eating ground of a peacock whose only appearance does the magic, bringing life to the place, cheers of children on seeing him, the beauty that does magic to the low feelings instantly turning them to calm vibrations.
He had left past many days seeing his freedom at stake, he’s that fearful that he had labelled the place as ‘HAUNTED’ with humans pretending, running and foolishly going from absolute control to no-where. If they understand the same, i hope its not late by that time they introspect their world within.
It’s a painful process – displacement. Isn’t it ?
Infinite Being ❤