Those nights when a sudden thunderstorm would cause a power cut in our locality.. everyone would be silent for a moment and then the bustle will start to fetch a candle from somewhere…. Nothing important ever happened during those moments.. some times father would tell us local folk stories like a horror story about some haunted house or a witch , some times he used to give us math problems , which we had to solve without using any pen or pencil . Those moments never seemed much important during that period.. but now when i look back to that era .. it seems such a happy time..
Night time is always that period when my mind dives into this unreal world, to delve in fantasy, churn new thoughts , create new dreams . i have always been a night person and i feel like i would waste time if i will sleep early !! contrary to the healthy tip on the lines of ” early to bed early to rise” , i have always delegated the act of sleeping. But i do love sleeping but in the afternoons when the sun would be high , cool breeze flowing !! i have slurred my way again .. so where were we? Yes night time stories,
Night time story telling mantra was a long running legacy of our family , and more when the mean thunderstorm would take our only source of electricity .Father used to tell us these folk stories, which were not only fantastic but mysterious with a beautiful damsel and a knight with a shining Armour , the witch which can walk upside down or the cat which can make the air in the room ere. we 3 children( me and my brother and sister) would be listening fascinatedly. we believed in each words , in each description of the scene, or the looks of the witch or the damsel. it can be the strangest of the case but we believed….
Now its a long long back thing when believing in things were easy . the truth now a days are so difficult to explain or believe that our mind always tries to believe in the factitious acts just to satisfy our fears and believe in a green happy patch .But we don’t believe in people or love or life . we fear for everything , fear to loose our health , wealth , partners , we believe we will loose all these at some point but we don’t believe in living all through it .
So are we still naive like we were when night time stories were our Armour of happiness?
or are we really afraid now , not fear for witches or the haunted mansions but to live ?
Really Bed time stories help children to dream and to become as beautiful as the princess and as chivalrous as the prince .Most fairy tales have one message that is conquest of the good over the evil.It appeals to children when a wicked demon dies in a duel with the prince.That moral help in shaping the character of children and make them good human being.Parents should be more selective while choosing stories for children. Even adults need good stories and examples for guidance.The type of news particularly of violence,war ,horror,etc we are constantly exposed through different media like T.V,internet making us more timid and fearful and eroding our faith.Good books are real friends with which all should make friends.
We can drive away the witches from our mind by the help of good books.
Your article is a nice article,Thanks.
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