Whispers of the nights, Part 2

With time Farid had become more silent. He hardly used to speak, although not to say earlier, he used to speak a lot , but yes he has started speaking only when it was necessary
Now his silence was getting attention and his Ammi used to ask why he is so silent. Farid just used to smile and say he was hardly silent, probably a denial which appeared as natural to utter

The night in which Farid had heard whispers into his ears had its imprint on Farid. He could not forget it. He tried to forget but could not forget. At some moment or the other the same thoughts visited him. "Farid, come back to us, come back to us"; at times Farid of no consciousness used to place his hands on his ears, testing if he is able to hear any voice. But alas none

Farid meanwhile continued with his habit of going for a walk, right after  dinner with his family. The daily ritual had stayed with him. Each day, Farid used to wear his slippers and go into the nights, walking around the compound of his house. At times he used to halt near the Dargah, checking if they tell something to him.

It was almost 8 months since Farid had encountered the night when he was whispered into his ears. By now Farid had convinced himself he just had an illusion and it wasn't else when he had heard the whispers. He started believing it. But yes, he hasn't forgotten the nights

Then it was Ramzan and Farid always used to have a late dinner, against all the advice of his Ammi. He believed he needed food to hold in his stomach if he has to keep a fast on the next day. It must have been around midnight that Farid was walking in his compound. Suddenly Farid felt a strong chilling wind and for once Farid felt what was that. He stopped and started looking around. All he could notice was mosquitoes around his head; in thousands and lakhs, all roaming above his head.

Farid stopped and just stood still. Suddenly he was shocked. He saw light on his nails. Oh he was shocked. His nails had become lit like a led and he could see messages on his nails. Farid kept his composure and tried reading. Again the same message, "come back Farid come back Farid"

Farid moved for a minute and again stopped waiting if he gets a new message on his nails. Then suddenly he saw a dark crow coming from nowhere. Farid was confused, He remembered his Dadis advice to pray ayatalkursi each time you saw a dark crow . He did not even notice it and he was praying Ayatalkursi. Suddenly he saw the dark crow moving up and sitting on the Jamun tree.

The crow was looking at Farid or maybe Farid could not decide if he was looking at the dark crow. Soon he saw the crow saying some words. Farid was shocked how he could understand the voice of the crow. But yes he could understand it.

Farid placed his entire attention attempting to listen to what the crow says. It was a human voice and it was hardly a crow's voice. Farid, I have a story for you and you must listen. It is your story and make no mistakes we tell each a story.

Sit down Farid, you have nothing to fear. Farid you are actually me and to be more accurate my own part. I am not a magician but I create illusions. And this is my role in the universe. I take shapes and help in the existence of the nature. I am not and I was not physical. I am an illusion.

And then there was a sudden silence. Farid could not see when the crow vanished. He looked again at the tree, he could just notice the tree and it's leaves. After a few minutes Farid again got up and started walking again. There was no voice, no whispers and no crow. Farid by now had reached his home.

Whispers of the dark night, Part 1

It was dark and one may say it was a relatively darker night than the previous ones in the month. One could hardly see anything unless one looks at the sky. The sky was visible although dark. There were few star but that was it

It was a large compound that Farid lived in; his house next to the Dargah. Farid had taken his dinner and as per his habit was taking a round of his compound.

Farid was walking slowly and was looking more at the sky than the earth beneath him. He could hear the silence of the sky. There were no birds or dogs to disturb him and he could feel the sound of silence.

It was fairly cold and as his Ammi always used to chide him for not covering his ears, Farid felt cold in the ears. He placed his hand on his ears.

And suddenly he heard a sound. Someone was whispering, there was some voice. He looked back and there was none. He was scared and at the same time he was acting composed.

He had heard stories of how the Dead from the Dargah had protected his family during the many calamities like earthquake and riots. It struck him of the people from Dargah are attempting to tell something.

He started walking briskly and trying to rush back to his house. And suddenly he saw a light. He has never seen it before. It was a flash and before he could move it had gone.
He was too scared so he sat down on  the sand. He was sitting right on the sand and started looking at the sky. What was that.

And then he heard the voice again. His ears could now hear it properly. Someone was telling him. Come back Farid come back Farid.

By now Farid had regained his composure. He started listening. He was being asked to comeback .. Come back Farid, come back Farid. No other words.

However in few minutes Farid no more felt the voice. The whispers were silent. Farid then got up and started rushing to his house. While moving to his house Farid decided he won't tell anyone of his experience . He was scared he would not be able to explain the events and others may take it for he becoming possessed

The next day Farid was too scared and decided not to go walking in his compound.

However the day after curiosity got the better of him and Farid again went for his walk. It was again a dark night and one could hardly see anything.

He was walking and he had crossed the Dargah, Suddenly felt a touch. Someone was patting on his back. He looked back and there was none. He realised he is back for an experience similar to what he had a couple of days back

By now Farid was comfortable. So he again looked back but again did not find anyone. He decided to wait if he sees anyone. As he was looking at the earth and at times the sky again a voice whispered into his ears..

Farid placed his entire attention. The voice was clear although from a far distance . Farid you don't belong to this world, come to us. Farid, come to us. This is not your real existence.

It was getting clearer. Farid placed his hands near his ears. He wanted to hear each word. Farid, you were not born on this earth, you belong to us. Come back to us.

Farid, you don't exist, you are just a set of garments placed over a body we had sent to earth for some moments. Come back to us.. There is nothing you have which is you. We have just placed an illusion before you. You are not a body, you are not a living being, you are just a moment.

Farid was still walking and soon he saw the gate of his house. He could see the blue color of the gate. He sensed the lights of his house. Suddenly he realised there was no voice and nor were there any whispers . He could hear the sound of the insects whch were roaming near the lights of his house. He then went inside his house. The whispers had stopped and it was back to being a normal night