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I have been unable to write anything in the Journal for a while now. I am underground in an old house. The couple-owners here are very friendly. I have told them I am a writer, and I will give quarter of what ever I earn, to them. Here, it's quiet and they do not bother me. I have been practicing on controlling my powers - which I have discovered recently as you know.
You ask? I fear, if I write it down, Mother will read it. But, yes, my so-called cultivated powers were responsible for me going crazy and being hauled in the Asylum. Now, I know better than showing it off. You remember what I am talking about? That night, when I was standing at the porch, invoking the five elements mentally, how it had started to rain and how my fingers glowed?
I remember, whenever I used to be extremely sad, how it rained, always. Mother had seen my fingers glow that night. Her eyes were wide and she had run towards me saying, "CLAIRE?!! What are you doing? Didn't I ask you not to do that again??" Mother had slapped my fisted hands - the glow had vanished. She knew I was a freak.
I could change the weather and I could read people. But I am a mere human. That is what I had tried to told the priest at the Church. He wanted me to help him make money by playing a prophetess with the masses. I had denied and then was declared Satan's child and thrown by my parents. Yes, in the 21st Century, such things do happen, still. However, with science so advanced and my control over emotions saved me from a sad death, when a Doctor discharged me on the grounds of sound mental health. I will remember that Doctor.
Oh, I hear footsteps. They are here. The couple. With Dinner. They suspect my story of being a writer. Will tell you later about my experience of the electrifying presence. Will tell more, soon.
5th May, 2011
Image Courtesy: Tumblr, Google Images. And yes, that Smile is of Sushmita Sen's. :D I love her smile.
PS: My laptop's hard drive has crashed. :( I may not be able to post regularly...or write anything for that matter. Also, whatever I had written, my assignments, half-written book, all novels, poems etc. are gone now. :'( I did the most stupidest thing ever. Did not create an online back up. Please bear with me, if this Series is Sporadic. I love you all. Blessed Be.
And Maithili...Congratulations on winning the Madness@Monsoon Contest at TWL. I am proud of you. :) You are one of the best writers who inspire me to write well. :D Blessed Be always. :D
P.P.S: For all my Blessed readers - Here's the Story for which Maithili won the Monsoon Madness Competition at TWL.