"You can do it ND! You can do it. Its just a matter of few hours until dawn-break," I closed my eyes the last three words ringing in my ears; breathed in and out slowly, while I could hear my friends behind; encouraging me to go ahead. "Come on, you only said you could do it. Don't chicken out now!" There were the sneer of some skeptical ones too, who had challenged that I could never rise above fear. I could make out their faint chuckles ~ ready to chant out and tease 'ND is a darpok! ND is a darpok!' any moment, should I give up.
I was perspiring heavily by the time I reached the top, not really an easy feat for someone like ...ahem ahem...khaate peete ghar ki chubby..errr well-fed healthy me!
When I first saw the house, I wanted to bolt and run. It was in ruins and looked very scary. But something held me back. Why fear! I told myself. After all, even if there were ghosts or a witch inside, what could they possibly do! Yeah yeah...the dead family and strangling images flashed instantly inside my mind; but I took a long breathe. Fear feeds them! More I fear, more energy they get from it, my paranormal books had told me. Maybe the family or that group of youngsters feared, and that's why they met those consequences. Hell, I'm not going to fear anyone, certainly not a bunch of moron ghosts! I'm going to scare them instead - whatever that was, inside the house; I decided. I took out a can of my favorite Mountain Dew, from my backpack, and brought it to my lips, taking in a long gulp. My exhaustion instantly vanished, as the fresh liquid trickled down my throat, blasting energies inside I so needed; and I was almost pepped up for the night ahead. "Damn...silly little ghosts, you ain't gonna scare me," I muttered aloud and walked daringly inside the house. I took another gulp, and was totally re-energised. I was so ready to face anyone. Come and scare me ghosts! I challenged.
The house smelt weird and was covered with dust and cob-webs everywhere. I lit one of my candles and took out my food box. I was feeling very hungry by then. "I ain't gonna give any of my food to any of you silly ghosts," I said aloud, as I took a mouthful of my burger. Somewhere the house creaked, but I knew beforehand that these kinds of noises usually happened in abandoned houses, thanks to my books. Nonetheless, I said nonchalantly - "Try harder. Little creaks don't scare me stupids!" But everything was silent.
"Are you guys feeling shy? Won't you show up?" Finishing my burger, I said aloud again and started walking around the hall, kicking little objects that lay on the floor. The furniture were all torn-out and everything indeed look spooky. But another sip of Mountain dew, and I seemed to get renewed courage and energy. "Hahaha," I laughed, "stupid ghosts - wanna have some Dew? I guess, you'll need the Dew to face me. Do the Dew cowards, do the Dew! But shame shame ~ you can't do it or have it morons. Its for humans, not silly ghosts!" I took another sip from my other can. After walking about, when nothing unusual happened, I decided to rest a bit ~ but not before saying aloud - "Alright, stupid ghosts! I'm gonna sleep now for a while. Don't you dare disturb me, else, like Salman khan style I'll..... 'pungi bajawungi sabki'!"
It was early dawn-break when my eyes opened to the chirping of birds outside. I could see faint light streaming in through the broken windows, and rushed out! I had done it. I spent the whole night fearlessly and not a single ghost dared to disturb me. I cried a victory yelp \YAY/ \WOOHOO/! I then rushed back inside the house to collect my backpack and left the house ~ but not before saying - "Alright, stupid ghosts, I'm going now! Like you didn't dare to disturb me last night, don't ever dare to scare anyone...else, you know what I'll do! I'll come back and like Salman Khan style...sabki...."
My head spinned when I saw the distance I had to climb down the hill. Did I really make it up here the last evening and spent the whole night too? It was amazing, almost unbelievable! But when I saw the open-mouthed, awed-eyed look on each of my gang member's faces - I knew it all was for REAL! Reel had indeed replicated to real. And I had a sense of satisfaction inside me, that - I had proved I WAS FEARLESS!