"It was a dark and stormy
night......"
On a full moon night I was walking down the lane to
my
house when I heard some noises. The dark trees
looked ghastly in the midnight
black, the place was
deserted, and the night was eerie, the
sky was an
endless expanse of black dotted here &
there with stars and a pale
ceramic like moon. The
cold bit into my skin & I pulled my overcoat
closer,
the wind rustled up the trees. The swaying of the
trees and the
sound of the wind seemed like the
calling of a ghost stretching out his arms
to me.
I felt the chill rise up my spine, my throat
tightened, and my
hair stood on end. It was there I
heard the noises, at first it seemed that
the wind
was still playing around with me, teasing me,
frightening me,
but then they became louder, clearer
and ............ mysterious.
I could hear a
low and continuous rumbling, I
looked up and saw the sky was clear, no sign
of
clouds, no sign of thunder, then it increased slowly
and slowly ,
increasing in pace, and increasing in
volume, faster and faster, louder and
louder. My heart
was in my mouth, but wait! I had seen a flash of
white,
followed by another and another and another and
another. Was I hallucinating?
Was I being paranoid?
But no! I could have sworn I had seen a man, I had
had
a glimpse of his face, dark and hidden. I was sure I
had seen him take
of his mask, wipe his brow and put
it back on and he had done with human
hands, he was
not a ghost. So if he was not a ghost then neither
were the
others, but what were they doing dressed up
like that? At night? And here all
of places, near the
cemetery. Why? I ran to the first tree I saw and
hid
behind it. I could see nothing save a blur of white,
so I ran further
to a group of trees, which hid me but
enabled me to see them. Being small of
size, I had no
problem, I could see them but they weren't even aware
of
me.
They were dancing it seemed, around a fire, I counted
twenty of
them in all. There was some sort of leader
there, he too was dressed like the
rest of them with a
white flowing garment, a black belt like a
priest's
with tassels at the end, a white hood which covered
his hair
& nearly all of his face, he was the one who
was wearing the mask, it had
a white background and
green and red and blue stripes all over it, it
was
hideous. All the others were dressed like him except
for the mask. All
of them were barefoot. Now they had
stopped, all of them in a circle facing
the fire, the
leader got up on a rock in the middle near the fire,
and
raised his face and his hands to the sky, he
started chanting something,
slowly and almost
inaudible at first, then slowly rising in pitch
and
speed. The others in the meanwhile were silent and
looked up to the
sky with their hands raised to the
sky. Initially they did nothing except
raise their
hands, but when the leader started increasing the
pitch while
he was chanting they started moving,
slowly and then a little faster and then
faster and
faster, then they started their weird dance all over
again.
They looked up and down and clapped their hands
and then turned, chanting,
chanting all the time,
while the leader kept looking at the sky his
hands
raised. It was nerve racking, the people, their
costumes, this
strange environment, this weird time.
Finally, the leader removed his mask
and stepped down
from the rock.
I thought it was finally over and
I turned to go, but
I was wrong. all of them including the leader
lit
torches from the fire, then they did
Their dance over again, this
time holding their
torches in their hands, they
did the same sequence
except without the clapping but
the chanting
increased rapidly, they
added a new sequence now, they
threw up their torches and caught them again
and this
continued on for some time. I was held
Spellbound by this, I was
frightened & fascinated at
the same time but I wasn't leaving until
the end.
Suddenly one of the people
dropped one of his torches
and the person in front of him caught fire.
I
screamed, and then twenty pairs of eyes turned to the
trees behind which
I was hiding. I heard one of them
say, "I can see her, I can see her, she is
behind
those trees" and the leader shouted, "three of you
stay here with
the Monk, the rest catch her".
I was
horrified; I ran for my life, I didn't
know were I was going, but I still
kept running. I
could hear the twigs breaking behind me, the
leaves
rustling, the screaming, and the cursing. Never once
did I look
back. I was small and I easily tired, I
could feel the strength slipping away
from
Me. I saw a large, solitary tree ahead of me. God be
praised! They
hadn't caught up with me yet, so I
climbed up the tree in the twinkling of an
eye. I was
safe here, high up in the branches. I saw them stop
under the
tree and one of them said, "she must have
climbed up this tree."
I went cold with horror, when
another said, "don't be
silly, she is a little girl, little girls don't
climb
trees." "Well then, where is she?"
"I don't know." "Let's go back
and tell the boss we
lost her." "I'm warning you , he is going to
be
furious." " I know, but we can't help it." I heaved a
sign of relief. I
waited for them to go back, every
single one of them. In the distance, I
heard cars
start; I waited for a few more minutes before I jumped
down
from the tree. I ran all the way to the main road
and did not stop till I had
reached my home. I closed
and bolted my door, I was thankful to be
alive
................ and I hadn't left till the end, the
very
end.