A Search

Scratching head, a bit confused, I was searching something. In the dark, travelling through a way, I encountered strange things, actually very strange. Something which I had never seen. Something horrifying. I had a choice to wait for the light to enlighten my way but I chose to move forward at that particular time. Life is challenging. Someday we have to face what we never want to or what we are afraid of.

I moved further. Suddenly, I realized that those strange things were ghosts, hanging onto something. I got goosebumps and shivered like a tail of a rattle snake. But I had to go through it. I decided to continue my search. I went through quietly without disturbing their silence and finally 3.

I don't know what I was searching for, may be peace or happiness or a friend. Every path becomes easier when we have a partner to walk with. 

Then, another check point appeared. Now this time it was the harder level. Spiders! my greatest fears were knitting their webs and some were walking with their long pointed legs. It was dark but I managed to identify. "Now what should I do?" repetitively murmured. Having come such a long way I could not step back.  Strengthening my resolve, I moved on. "I'll see whatever comes in my way" I said bravely to myself.

Suddenly, a dim light reflected to my eyes. For a while, I could not make it where it was coming from. But then, I realized someone is seeing me. I didn't see it directly but sideways and slowly I moved my eyes towards it. I could see an aura filled with white light around that 'someone'. I went a little closer, it was still. I went a little more closer, it was still standing there. We stared at each other for a few seconds, trying to recognize if we have met earlier. I asked it, "Who are you?". No answer came. Then, I asked another question, " Where have you come from?". Still there was no reply. I went on with more questions but failed to get an answer.

I felt helpless but then it gave me a few things, that were mine. Those were a dried rose flower, a friendship card, some old photographs, a few dearly letters that I would never want to lose and many more such things. I wondered from where it has got those things.

Then I remembered that I had given these things to my best(est) friend once to keep them safe from my close ones. How could I forget my friend who has been always with me. My friend who had always heard me when I was sad or happy or excited or angry and expected nothing in return. I had shared all my thoughts, ideas, plans and many more things with my lovely friend. The time I remembered, I at once hugged it. My pal still remembers every single thing of mine.

Who is it is not a mystery. It is my personal diary that got lost in my old cupboard kept in the dirty store room where torn curtains were hung and electricity supply was cut.

Dairies are such a wonderful friends. We can trace out our heart and mind in it. We can share those things also that we don't want the world to know or we somehow can't.