FEAR
potlibaba | 12 March 2005, 11:47pmfear.......................................
I stared down into the open coffin.what surprised me most was that my friend looked so pale.He was always a hero for me.Now lying down in a black box
he looked different.It was because the air of life
had gone out of him,i just realized.
John puri(puri is what he was popularly known as in college because of his husky voice)was surely one of the most popular students in college,had always been full of life,a force of energy.Now he was life less and unmoved.Otherwise everything was in order.May be not the eyes.Puri's( we all call John with love)eyes were one of its kind.Any girl who looked into his eyes even once cant stop from falling in love.He sure had eyes which can take on the world.
Turning from the coffin,there was something different i was experiencing.There was a change in
the way i used to think about John.......
John was not my hero anymore.It all changed when
i heard about the paper found near the dead body of a guy whose charm often captured manys attention.
It was the eve of the last and final day of our college day function which goes on for three days.
Am sure that in these three days there would not have been a single soul in college who didnt want to be John ......................
He was the president of our college union,even a single brick would not move without his orders in the most talked about college function in the city.He was the role model for many of us.
But who would imagine that the same night in which
he lived in many of our hearts would unlive soon..
He lived alone in a rented apartment.He lost his father when he was very young and his mother took up the job of his father after he expired.His mother works for a bank and got transfered after every three years,so John spent his childhood
travelling to different places and studying in different schools.May be that is why he was so good with his public relations.He was called
Mr PR by our faculty.But its only after he joined
engineering he could not accompany his mother.
she used to visit hyderabad once in two months. Otherwise he was constantly visited by his friends(everyday).There was a time when one person actually asked me if i lived there.........
But that night after the college fest it was late
and he went back home alone.He was always good at telling stories.He was very creative and used to tell all scary stories some of which i thought he cooked,but they sure were very scary.He was very
fond of films made by the Ramsey brothers......
There was this one time when i stayed over at his place and he scared the hell out of me.He was talking about a old lady who was deserted by her
only son who used to live in the apartment were
John lives now.According to him she keeps coming
to his place once in a while to see the place she lived long ago.He never opens the door but she keeps staring from the window and disappears before the sun rise.And he was scaring the shit out of me by asking me to imagine that the old lady stood outside now peeping from the window and just looking at me and laughing.Hair on my hands stood up as he was talking.I was shit scared and since then i have cut down on my night stays over his place.
I once read that human brain is like a CPU which
Stores everything that u see,read,hear and brings
it back when ever u are put in the same situation which u saw or heard about and guides u to act according to the example stored in your hard disk.
I dont know if there is any such thing as ghost....but it is the fear which is fed in you all your life...you start recollecting all those horror movies which u saw in the summer of your 10th standard,when you are alone and when the clock srikes "12" you start imagining things..... .................................................. ..................................................
"all i was told when police found John's body
that there was a paper near his hand in which it was written "OLD LADY"............................ ............................
friends all am trying to say is fear is within you
it is up to u to let it affect u....fear can also be as simple as going on to the stage.....
what ever it is dont let it hamper ur growth...
postman
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1. By chotacyrus | 13 Mar 2005, 12:57am
The worst fear is that of fear itself!
2. By jackal | 13 Mar 2005, 1:36am
well one is lucky if he can enjoy his fear. Then he can conquer anything...
3. By praveen | 13 Mar 2005, 9:18am
good morale and a pretty good story to back it up. the good thing is eventhough i was all alone at midnight while readin the story by the time it concluded, i lost all the fear i had been carrying through the length of the story
4. By dawn | 13 Mar 2005, 3:55pm
oh ho..excuse me... but this went rite over my head... u tryin to tell he died coz of somethin to do wid the old lady?? and if it were so, then why did it have to change him being yer hero??
5. By postman | 13 Mar 2005, 8:23pm
dear dawn..thanx 4 leaving ur comments on my post....yes i do think johns death has got something to do with the old lady .....and ya he is not my hero anymore cause he died of his own fear and imagination...i dont want people to let fear affect them like john....do comment...
6. By blur | 15 Mar 2005, 7:50am
like u replied to dawns comment, john is not ur hero anymore because he died due to his own fear and IMAGINATIONS right? what makes u think he imagined the little old lady? may be thr was a scary old lady who did something to him
i dont at all mean to be sarkastic but please tell me if this is true story or was it a hypothetical backup I REALLY suck at figuring this out.
7. By postman | 15 Mar 2005, 9:40pm
hi blur...hope u had a bash yesterday.... may be ur right... but had it been the old lady who did something then i dont think the police would have found the paper which said OLD LADY ..what say?.......
and coming to wether it is a real story ...well it is as good as a real story cause i used to scare my friends telling them about the old lady....do tell me if u liked my piece of work...
8. By Luca_Brasi | 19 Mar 2005, 4:56am
Are you one of the Ramsey brothers? coz that was how cheesy your story was....as good as a cheap zee horror show flick...Sorry!
9. By Luca_Brasi | 19 Mar 2005, 4:56am
Are you one of the Ramsey brothers? coz that was how cheesy your story was....as good as a cheap zee horror show flick...Sorry!
10. By blur | 20 Mar 2005, 7:09pm
yeah may be ur right about the letter to tht old woman and everythin, but it shd have a lot of solutions to it you know like someone already knowin about the old lady and then taking advnt of tht to kill him and crap and make it look like he was crazy or whatever, u know what am tryin to say. all am saying is may be you shd'nt just rule him outta the herotivity :) without knowing everything
p.s:yeah i like it
11. By lavanya | 28 Mar 2005, 8:24pm
fear as two sides, one positive and other negetive.example, a student may have fear of failing in the exam and study well to pass or to get good marks ie positive side of fear at the same time a student may fear of failing in exam and may not even attempt the exam it is negetive side of fear which is very dangerous.so, fear should be challenging and positive which helps to grow in ones life.but, make sure it is positive.
12. By tigress | 13 Apr 2005, 7:19pm
lavanya:i guess fear by itself is a negative force.projected +vely,its called faith..whn ur afraid of failing..u cant read 4 the exam..the fear simply pumps ur adrenaline.. if u choose 2 read its cos of ur inner strenth,or u can choose the cowards way out..but dont read with the fear of failure..or 1 wud surely fail..
13. Re: FEAR
By anonymous | 22 Jan 2009, 11:59am
R u out of ur mind u weirdo what were u thinking when u were penning such a crappy story where there is no link to fear and the story u have narrated as i dint feel an ioata of fear while reading at 1 in the night. Hopefully 3 years down the lane u would have become a better narrator and scare the shit out of me with a scary story.