A man once called his wife to say gd bye. He was tired of working and going around to see his kids when they did not like him. He was ok except he met a prettier one whom he married and had two kids. lucky man.
A lonely story about King which the older house showed me in dreams before. I think something to do with bathing in a large tub. Underwater world. nightmare. He did not dress well. He is half man and half mammal. He is waiting for 2 Queens. Eerie to see his image. I got third eye. The Taoism scared me maybe cos I am more to Hinduism. I had no pottu lucky I trusted myself changed my hair style and put pottu using my pen. I felt better and prayed to lord shiva.
A girl spoke and told me all are buried except me. Scared me to the roots. Anyway I told myself to be brave and walk out of the door. A loud siren went off as if to notify someone I was escaping. I prayed loudly and screamed and saw Murugar help me. He guided me and lucky I saw another door. There was light. I wanted to call police. I paid the extra cash since they asked cos they keep saying I checked in earlier. I dare not mess around cos not any mothers around. I was thankful to see a SIngaporen. He drove me to Singapore.
I went mad and scared. Something about internet. Connection not there. I saw things. Walls, King alone waiting for 2 queens. All these happened in a hotel in JB, Malaysia. I hate blackness. I dun like when lights are not open. ANyway I should have chosen starbucks. or walk around to somewhere like ipoh. I dun understand why local boys can’t do anything about being handled by ppl they dun need. TO cut the story short he asked me to leave. I took the passport and left. Easy as a pie. The bus driver was friendly. They talk in tamil. THe regret maybe I should have carried a haversack. Too heavy the load. 2 bags. Someone is restricting my memory, brains and feelings.
It is about friday the 13th. I escaped. I walked away and I thought I would not return. Too bad, the person did not understand. Now I dun know what to answer to the ppl.
Something happened to a famous writer who went away from a house. His wife came back home and she was doing all the work.
The shock was that for 2 hours they did not notice their child missing. His books, clothes and everything were intact. They cried and did not tell anyone until their elder kid came home and shouted at them.
The name Jews were written on the walls.
They saw a kid playing in the house. It is for alone. The kid’s uncle and aunt brought him to somewhere to ask him one question. do you trust god?
He became a gd child and within 2 hours another woman came and scolded them; they let go and he ran away home. He did not know anything until his aunt hugged him.
It was hug. from a long time mother and cook who had died in an explosion. Her ghost had been haunting in his house and in his memories. She had taken a name secretly without telling anyone. She was a holy one they thought. She knelt for anything and everything.
Magicman was a name not allowed in Israel.
Yesterday a man who was so lonely saw a young girl who was a writer walk up to him.He asked her what it is and saw a younger boy cry for him and his son. Previously, the man had a tiger which was locked in his basement. Apparently the girl and the boy knew him as they were next door neighbors. Mystery.