For all those of you who come here looking for me to continue the story, I offer my sincerest apologies.
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I really don’t know if this blog has a lot many readers, but as I had said in my very first post I will be taking a break from the story I am narrating, every now and then, to blog about life and other such things.
Right now I am busy with another project of mine which I hope takes shape soon, and I hope to finish the project by its due date which is 15th of July , 2007. It won’t be easy. but then, as they say, nothing is ever easy until you have done it.
One thing that is really bothering me about this blog is the time it takes for it load. And I really can not figure out why it takes so long to load. So, if you can tell me what I need to change to make it load faster, it will be a great help to me.
Till next time.
I had begun to take a very active interest in the life around me. I could conveniently sit anywhere and listen to people talk, see them going about their daily business, and no one could hide anything from me, because they were not aware of my existence. I traveled a lot. In the early days I used to get back home but then I got used to staying away from home for longer periods. As long as I remained about the house I was reminded of my past life but once away I used to get so engrossed I life that sometimes I forgot that I had been alive once. It seemed to me that I had always been like this.
(From here on the story will proceed in first person, as seen from Loktak’s eyes)
The meeting with Fielder had affected me deeply. For three days before that I had wandered aimlessly with all kind of thoughts in my mind. I used to hang around the house and see people visiting and the religious rites being carried out. My mind was filled with questions of all kinds. I was not scared, but nervous I sure was. What was going to become of me? In my life I was never a patient man, and now I had a wait that could last for well over a century, if Fielder was to be believed. On top of that, there was nothing much I could do except observe the world moving around me. People taking birth, living their lives and dying while I would just look on – a silent observer.
I was gloomy for many days after my meeting with Fielder. How many days? I can’t say. Time had ceased to have any meaning for me. Yes I would lie down and close my eyes but I never slept. There was no sleep for me and it seemed I would have to pass the days and nights in this dreadful wait. It is not hard to imagine how hard it is to wait for something. Time stops, seconds become minutes, minutes become hours and hours feel like months. I decided to use the time to observe life. There were many things about life that intrigued me. Maybe this chance was given to me to find my answers. What good it would do me, I did not know. I was dead after all, and even if I understood everything about life, what could I do about it. But then a part of me told me that I was in the realms of unknown, where anything could happen and anyways there was nothing else to do so I decided to study one thing that surrounded me-humanity.
As Loktak was sitting there, he saw, a bus coming down the road at full speed. Right in the middle of the road, there was a man, standing, oblivious to the danger he was in. The bus would be on him in less than five seconds and there was no way he would get out of it’s way in time. Loktak, more out of habit than anything else, screamed at the top of his voice, but his voice was one that no human could hear.
The man looked up in Loktak’s direction and at the very same instant the bus had passed over the man. Loktak averted his gaze so as not to see the gory scene he expected. But when he looked back, the man was standing right where he had been before the bus had hit him. It was as if the bus had driven right through him.
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