I crossed the not-so-busy road and ended up standing near the old house.

On seeing it from a distance, no one could make up to the stories this house might tell. This seemed as one, big, nice house that had more stories to tell than our old grandmother.

I did feel something very, very suspicious and unusual about this house, but because I was all alone and lonely and stranded poorly, enough to tag me as one 'extremely helpless person', I decided to take up the risk. What could go wrong with this house, after all?

It was nice, decent.

Yes, I did feel something eerie and completely out of the place about this house, but this house was enough attractive for me to spend my night here and anyways, I just needed a quilt and I could settle down on the floor.

Well, yes I know I spend most of my life in luxury, but I like to spend it comfortably and very simply.

It is very awkward, but that is how it is, when you have nothing you want everything and when you have everything, you want it to be simple, literally, normal, just plain simple.

Irony it is!!

I decide climbing the stairs up to the deck of the house.

With every step up, I feel the wooden plank of the stairs wriggle beneath me and make a sudden creak that would send Goosebumps down anyone's spine.

Take it from me; it is not good to be alone and stranded on a lonely, moonless night. Everything around is just plainly dark and there is no light, whatsoever. I feel as if we are stuck in a tunnel, in the pre historic times and neither is there a way in, nor a way out and then if given a thought haven't we all had this cave moment once in our life? One situation where we get very decisive about being in or being out of the situation and after we have made our final decision, only then do we realize, that we never had a choice. It was a forced situation, of which you had to be a part of, with or without will.

Well currently, I am standing right in front of the main door and trust me there are sometimes in life, where we are tangled in the most difficult decisions of our life.

I don't seem to understand, whether I should knock or ring the bell or try to give the door a little push and see it for myself.

Well, the first two situations require the presence of a living, walking – talking, human being, which in my clear and awake senses, is not anywhere around. If there was someone, in the house, there had to be a light on or something, but then what if they went to sleep?

I decide to go with the second option of ringing the bell, and I ended up concluding that the bell, was broken and there wasn't any electricity that made it impossible for 'anyone' to hear the chime of the bell.

If anyone ever lived or probably 'lives' here, why didn't they get the bell fixed?

Maybe they were poor?

Maybe they were planning on selling the property, so they didn't want to spend a lot on its repairs?

I don't know!!

I finally decided to opt the first option, of knocking the door and I regretted it a minute later.

Not that, the door went unanswered but it was...uh...something else.

Within a minute the door flung open, revealing a woman.

Young

Maybe?

Her face was not visible at all; she wore a dark, black coat and a black cap, which covered most of her face. Her hands were covered in black dark gloves, which were more prominent as she held out her lantern near my face to probably get a clear picture of my face.

I tried now and then to look at her face, or maybe just catch a glimpse of it to know anything about this mysterious woman? But all I ended up creating was a n awkward moment, that was followed by her gaze staring down at me.

Well, I felt just as somebody normal would feel...

'Extremely awkward!!'

"Yes?" she asked sternly, more like enquired and I felt that I had missed the most important and crucial information.

"Uh...Me? I mean, I am Ian Anderson, and I am looking forward to seek permission if you could allow me to stay over, since you see my car there..." I pointed out. "It broke down and I really don't have any means of communication, you see?" I smiled helplessly. I felt the helplessness came from within, because of the real circumstances around me, leading to one another.

She passed me another look, down from my head to my foot and nodded her head in agreement.

I really didn't think that it would have been this easy to convince her.

She shifted aside, pretty convinced with my rather real and upsetting story and gestured me in.

I suddenly felt a ray of hope, run down through my spine; as if God, himself came down on this inhumanly earth, just to save me. I felt exaggerated and relieved, after all God, does not leave your prayers unanswered, but only this time I hadn't prayed!!

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// Hello people!!😄

Sorry, was so busy with the festival yesterday, but no problem!!😅

Happy Belated Raksha Bandhan!!😘🤗😍

Q.O.T.D (Question Of The Day)

Q.5. What is your favourite season?

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Me: Winter, I love snow!!

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