The grass was green and moist, providing free acupressure through the soft pinch of it. Under the sky full of clouds ready to take any shape you imagine them to and a few stars scattered here and there , we lay flat in the dark tranquil park. After glaring at the clouds for some time, I could see a bunny with his ears dropping over in the sky and then a furry white doggy with his forearms bend over so as trying to lap and just then my friend points at the huge mass of cloud taking a shape resembling superman ( damn funny one ). We could also spot a T-shirt up there.
The clouds were playing the same childhood games it used to , around 20 years back. Taking us down the faded memory lane to the childhood days when we used to sleep on the terrace at my grandma's place to escape the heat of summer nights with no electricity. Up on the terrace, its very pleasant and temperature moderate, with soft breeze blowing occasionally causing a few leaves to change there sleeping postures followed by melancholy hissing .
The huge tree with a hole in its trunk visible from the terrace with moon right beside it, gloomy enough to scare my younger sister and she will cuddle near me asking for a confirmation that its nothing scary but just a tree and no bhoot will come out of that hole. I obviously love scaring her ( i actually love the fact that she comes over to me whenever she is scared ), so instead i would ask her to not even look towards it else the old witch who lives in there and seeks for small children who get scared easily will come over and take you, even i believed this ( point to be noted : i was also a kid then). And that is why i asked her to never get scared or she will take us.
To this, her reply would be "everyone is around here only and so the witch can't take me. I can shout loud and then papa would wake up aur dande se bhagaa denge" But then doubts will cross her mind , what if she takes me when i'm deep asleep. So she would ask me to please hold her hands firmly while sleeping also, just in case the witch comes over while she is asleep and unaware. At this point Ma will call out asking us to sleep quitely. And we would decide not to look at the tree at any cost and not to get scared otherwise the budhi witch would take us. But one fine morning something did come out of the hole, it was a woodpecker living in there, after that day we could sleep even facing towards the tree or away from it, as was the comfort. Thanks to the woodpecker for enlightening and relieving us from the curse of sleeping, facing just one side of the world .