And then mamma I was dragged there by my collars. It was a huge room with stars all around. I have never seen so many stars before.
But then baby, don’t you know stars reside only in the sky?
And that’s why I was scared mom, and you know I could even touch them.
Oh! I see! So did not your fingers get burnt?
Umm…. I do not remember that. Did it? But mom, that’s not important.
Ok! My darling, then what is it that’s important? Tell me sweetheart!
You interrupt so much that I tend to forget. Now shhh… and listen to me.
Shhhhhhhh!
There he was…. An alien with horns.
An alien with horns? Eh?
That’s what! A huge pair of horns and blinking red eyes.
But that’s how ghosts look like and not aliens! No?
But mom ghosts don’t keep remotes to close the spaceship's door. Or do they?
So it was some hi-tech ghost you mean, right?
And he had a spaceship. You know mom … lights like this coming out of it. I was scared and I closed my eyes. I wanted to shout. Shout out loud. But before I could, he abducted me. He, the alien. Like it happens in the TV.
And as soon as the audio recorder stopped with the sobbing sound of the child, the parents looked up at the psychiatrist for his much awaited verdict. They were bemused at the story but the slight marks that were present on various body parts of the child had definitely made them worried.
Paracosm it is, the doctor told them. A child’s mind is very imaginative, he continued, and it often lands them in their world of fantasy. As they are too young and innocent, they cannot differentiate between the two worlds. But there is nothing to worry about as with age it eases up.
But what about the body marks, doctor? They are of course not left by some imaginary alien!
Not at all! She must have hurt herself while imagining things. Remember that they cannot differentiate between the two worlds and unfortunately many a time end up hurting themselves. For them their la-la land is for real. Make sure she does not have access to harmful and sharp objects and better I advice you to not leave her alone, lest she harms herself again.
But she is scarred and ends up crying after telling her story? What to do about that?
Hmm, in the next session bring her along. I will......
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Meanwhile, back at her cousin’s place, li’l Diksha was again abducted by that hi-tech alien. All of five, the poor child could not differentiate between the real stars and the glow-in-the-dark ones. The alien this time took extra care to leave no such marks on her petite body. While she was too scared to even attempt at making a feeble cry, he, his uncle kept on devouring her to satiate his filthy desires. While the khol mixed tears smeared her face, this way it was much easier for him to trample her innocence in the garb of paracosm.
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"A paracosm is a detailed imaginary world, or fantasy world, involving humans and/or animals, or perhaps even fantasy or alien creations. Commonly having its own geography, history, and language, it is an experience that is often developed during childhood and continues over a long period of time: months or even years." Source: Wikipedia
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My Theme: To write on seven words that
- We/I don't hear generally
- Preferably Non-English words that are untranslatable in English
- Let's see, how can I include more varieties.
- And in the process to self-discover myself.
Let me know what do you think about my choice of theme for this Seven days of Writing Festival.
Word suggestions are highly welcomed. So com'on bring it on. :)
P.S: I am not too happy with today's work as my muse simply refused to work and after much nudge this is what my muse led me to.
