Thursday, February 04, 2010

Haunted

The door had been kept open. He knew that he had laundry to pick up and should not take more than 10 minutes and he thought it is not enough time for anyone to sneak in and moreover the neighborhood was calm and people were sober.

It was an apartment on the 4th floor and though old building had been recently renovated. The walls were painted in cream color, however the stairs were left brown, aged. They were so old that even the owners had assumed it as an original color.

As he walked in the enclosed confinement of the passage he was humming a song, an old hindi classic. Something that was haunting in its essence and which reminded him of his own haunted dreams. He had always seen someone observing him when he hummed that song. He saw an old woman who hid behind a wall and had a grin on her face as she saw him do his activities. This would scare him so much that he would run closer to his parents as a kid, when he saw her smiling and observing. First he thought it was an old protecting soul who had come to see that no harm happens to him. However, as days went he would shiver by just the thought of it.

Tonight as he walked through the passage he saw the old woman. However, she wasn't observing him from a distance she was way too close to him. He could feel her walking with him and he walked faster as he approached the end of the passage. He felt as if roof is way to closer than ever before. He looked up and saw her looking at him, observing with same grin as he had dreamed her.