We grown-ups have all left behind so many things from our childhood days as we grew up - long summer holidays, friends and cousins, games, toys, joyful banters, endless chitchat, birthday presents, festivities, new dresses, friendships, cute crushes, little fights and so on. Given a chance, none of us would hesitate to pluck them from the memories and feel them again for real. I would like to bring something into the present from those bygone halcyon days too.
How nice it would be to feel the fear of ghosts and demons again! Hiding behind closed doors, locked inside closets, waiting inside the bathrooms during late nights, ready to attack us as we enter those dark gardens and deserted yards, the demons and ghosts were the real frighteners.
We would have all had our own ways to fight those demons. Some of us would have loudly chanted some god's name; some others would have mumbled some 'slohams' beneath the breath; some of us would have clutched a piece of iron or a nail to ward off all that evil; and, some others would have wielded the broomstick or sandals as mighty weapons. If none of them gave us strength, we could always resort to the protection of our mothers that were courageous enough to help us visit the loo during late nights and wait till we finished our 'business', braving all the cold and attack of the demons in the meantime.
These days though, the dead don't scare me much anymore. For a change, it is those human beings alive that give me the jitters. Having donned the garb of flesh, so many evil ghosts walk among us. Beneath all those fleshy exteriors, these ghosts hide all their stupidity, ego, dishonesty, deceit, hypocrisy, moral corruptions, mental decay, morbid mindsets and much more.
Unlike those old ghosts, the living dead cannot be warded off by any mantras or 'slohams'. Nails don't scare them and sandals definitely don't pass muster. Even the protection of our mothers seem to be of little use in fighting these evil 'devils' that walk as men and women in our middle.
The old ghosts from our childhood seem far more benign and guileless when compared with the ghosts that haunt us adults. Is it a wonder then that I wish to be remain afraid of those childhood demons of the darkness and closed doors, instead of putting up a brave face in front of these far more vengeful devils in human forms?!
How nice it would be to feel the fear of ghosts and demons again! Hiding behind closed doors, locked inside closets, waiting inside the bathrooms during late nights, ready to attack us as we enter those dark gardens and deserted yards, the demons and ghosts were the real frighteners.
We would have all had our own ways to fight those demons. Some of us would have loudly chanted some god's name; some others would have mumbled some 'slohams' beneath the breath; some of us would have clutched a piece of iron or a nail to ward off all that evil; and, some others would have wielded the broomstick or sandals as mighty weapons. If none of them gave us strength, we could always resort to the protection of our mothers that were courageous enough to help us visit the loo during late nights and wait till we finished our 'business', braving all the cold and attack of the demons in the meantime.
These days though, the dead don't scare me much anymore. For a change, it is those human beings alive that give me the jitters. Having donned the garb of flesh, so many evil ghosts walk among us. Beneath all those fleshy exteriors, these ghosts hide all their stupidity, ego, dishonesty, deceit, hypocrisy, moral corruptions, mental decay, morbid mindsets and much more.
Unlike those old ghosts, the living dead cannot be warded off by any mantras or 'slohams'. Nails don't scare them and sandals definitely don't pass muster. Even the protection of our mothers seem to be of little use in fighting these evil 'devils' that walk as men and women in our middle.
The old ghosts from our childhood seem far more benign and guileless when compared with the ghosts that haunt us adults. Is it a wonder then that I wish to be remain afraid of those childhood demons of the darkness and closed doors, instead of putting up a brave face in front of these far more vengeful devils in human forms?!
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