It's been quite hot for a few days.
I can't even close my eyelids at night. A cool breeze was blowing through the south window for a few days. It's been a couple of days since that stopped.
Even if I open the south window at night, I keep a curtain on it. Sometimes I wake up at night. Then, whenever I look outside through that window, I feel like something is swallowing me.
There's a big garden in that direction. There's a ghost living in its eastern corner! They sit in the garden at night to make a living! Many people have seen it!
So I'm afraid. When I remember that at night, my body tingles. The sound of the stream seems to slow down. It prickles my skin.
Meanwhile, I can't sleep for a few days due to the heat. So today I removed the curtain from the south window and turned on the stand fan in that direction.
If someone wants to raise their hand at night, they won't want to do so for fear of the fan.
Moreover, I moved my head away from the window and lay on the other side. So that at least he couldn't easily stretch his arms and twist his neck.
No! Even after all this arrangement, I couldn't sleep.
It was late at night. Suddenly, a gentle breeze started blowing in through the south window. The strength of that breeze was gradually increasing. It is indescribable how pleasant the cool breeze of nature is on such a hot night.
The environment felt so cool after a long time. A little drowsiness was coming to my eyes.
Suddenly, my feet felt cold with the touch of the cool air! I fell asleep.
A short while later, a sudden gust of wind broke my sleep. Half asleep, I felt as if something cold was moving on my feet!
It's not a snake bite! The thought made me tingle! Meanwhile, I couldn't even move my legs. What if it bit me!
I concentrated my mind on that side and kept quiet. Seeing its movement, I thought it wasn't a snake! It was a human hand like a hard piece of wood!
I kept a small torchlight near my head. I quickly got up and pointed it at the window with it in my hand! A white thing moved away from there in an instant!
Isn't it a thief? I had a suspicion!
I didn't think so! Besides, why would a thief touch my feet like that? Why would a boy or a girl do that to my feet at night?
But what...?
I've heard that wives extend their hands like that to make love. If they like it, they turn their necks and pull me into their group.
But what...?
No, father, we can't take any more risks. Even if we keep the window open, we can't do it without pulling the curtain.
I pulled the curtain out of fear and went back to sleep.
This time, I saw a light breeze pushing the curtain into the room. It felt good. My body was getting cold. I didn't realize when I fell asleep.
Suddenly, I was awakened by a loud noise!
Then I was lying on my back. The ceiling fan on the roof above was spinning. The stand fan is running again near the window.
I opened my eyes as I was lying down. Oh mother! What is this!
A skeletal hand is moving in the air near my chest! It has started jumping in fear that Atmaram will escape from the cage!
Nothing comes to mind at that time.
Suddenly that hand grabbed my throat!
I dared to light the torch. Barros! Just then that hand flew away.
I hadn't remembered before that the ghosts' hands can be as long as they want. Still, why didn't it grab my throat! I understood why it was taking so long, only much later.
The lump in my throat. The ghost's father doesn't have the power to twist my neck.
But he can try. He can scare me. If that causes heart failure, then great. They won't have to struggle to strangle me anymore.
Let's say that my father is no longer working because of the south wind, so I closed the south window with a shutter.
But why is he afraid anymore! The rest of the night passed by awake. It started to feel like he was using the room's ventilator! Whenever I have doubts, I light a torch and check.
What can I do to summon the hand of death? So after that, I never keep that south window open at night. It closes as soon as evening comes. I don't know what is needed; it will keep interrupting me when I write in one thought. At this age, I can't take so much pressure anymore.