Part 1

6
th January, 2002

“Don’t react or say anything” said the voice inside my head, a constant presence since my birth. We all
have this inner voice, a mysterious companion we often overlook, yet rely on the most.
Nevertheless, I couldn't resist the urge to reply. "jaane do mujhe," I uttered and that was probably my
biggest mistake ever!

5 minutes ago

Am I awake?, I can’t feel anything, but my eyes caught the dim glow of a night bulb, the reflection of me
in the mirror across my room and the tape recorder on my table. Why was it on? I knew my eyes were
still closed. Was this a dream, a lucid dream?
No, it was becoming increasingly clear that it was a nightmare, one that was about to unfold.

Present

The next thing I knew, I suddenly lost control of my body. It was as if an invisible force was yanking me,
constricting my neck with a painful grip. Please chhordo, what are you? I was not saying out this loud, it
was still, my inner voice asking itself! I felt like someone muted me.
My attempts to scream were futile, leaving me gasping for air and pleading for help in silence. The
mysterious force didn't show any signs of sympathy; if anything, it was indifferent to my suffering. My
eyes opened, uhhhh I hate myself, hey bhagwan fir se nhi!! This is the second time I am having this sleep
paralysis

Kya tha ye? Bhoot, ya bimari, bhagwan jaane!! Being a Brahmin I thought about spirituality to feel
better, it always works. Om namah shivay, Om namah shivay…

After chanting the mantra, I went to balcony craving the fresh air to cleanse my mind of the bizarre
nightmare; I need oxygen after all this.
The breeze was cool, it was cascading on my face, like a gentle kiss, I felt much better.

The night sky was filled with stars, it was lovely to watch.

I have a love and hate bond with stars, I l enjoy gazing stars but, just sometimes I don’t like them kuinki I
had my first nightmare or sleep paralysis almost an year ago on my birthday 2 february 2001, party hone

ke baad maine socha aaj chhat pe sote hai with my whole family kuinki mujhe unhe tare dikhane the,
woh bhi unhe bina mare!!. Mera bhai Adhiresh, mere cousin bhaiya Mahesh, Lakhavni or mai!!
Sablog
baat krke mere gifts kholke unme se do gift mujhe both pasand hai (wo green earring and wo tape
recorder) wase to saare gifts ek saman hai but fir bhi wo thora jyada pasand hai!!

At last but not the least tare dekh so gye. Mushkil se ek ghanta sone ke baad aisa laga someone was
lifting me up in the air. I tried screaming but nothing worked. I felt waves of light going in and out of me,
I never told anyone ever, except Rajveer.
Sbse pehli baar mama ke saath science museum mein maine vega star (mere Mama ne bataya tha ki
this star is relatively close at only 25 light-years from the Sun ) ko dekha tha from a telescope which is
my favourite or yeh gaana bhi mera favourite hai “Chand Sitare Phool Aur Khushboo Yeh To Sare
Purane Hain” do saal pehle release huya tha yeh gaana, mere tape recorder mein abhi bhi hai!!
Lakhvaniwas most excited about this, she almost fell in her long blue dress, and talking of this Vega
star, sunne mein koi magazine jaisa lag rha hai na? And yet again glimpses of that voice made me
shivered.
I was feeling scared and heavy again I should wake up my cousin sister, lakhvani, she has her room just
next to me, but she came hostel very stressed this evening, nhi usse nhi batana chahiye, she will over
react, no not a good idea at all.
Deciding to return to sleep, I reminded myself of the morning class and an upcoming evening meeting
with someone. As I walked back to my room, it was almost dark it was girl’s hostel but my warden Mrs
Renuka boht darwani hai, ekdum tantiya bichu jaise!
the hostel's dimly lit corridor seemed strangely elongated. I couldn't believe I had walked such a distance when my room was only a few feet from the balcony.

Just as I reached for the doorknob, everything went blank, Once more; I felt that overwhelming force
take hold of me.
My head was spinning; I can only see flashes of light. , I sensed I was dragged and then pushed from a
height….aaaaaahhhhhh!!

The very next moment I was not in my hostel, but outside of it, on the road, lying on my own pool of
blood. I knew I was going to die, after all I fell from my favourite number , the 8
th floor.

but maine kuchh dekha, there was someone in the building, near the balcony, the window it was painted
with dark red, kuchh likha tha uspe, lekin kya?....... 2, K.S
2 or K.S, ye to mera naam hai kavisha Singh. I knew I am dying, but I wanted to live, I wanted to know
what’s happening? And why? Or mai hi kuin, lekin mai jee nhi payungi sirf uss awaj ke karan.

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