: once while cycling on a full moon night
Only shades of black. Framed by black trees, lined by black thick bushes runs the moonlight flooded black road, leading to the unknown unexplored black distance.
The moment I took the right turn from Niladri-Bettadasanapura road, my heart stopped for a moment. It seemed like the open mouth of black monster, the road resembling its sinister tongue leading me to its digestive chambers.
My immediate instinct was to turn back. But I decided not, I decided to challenge the fear. Danger,fear,adventure, challenge gives me strange type of satisfaction.
Moonlight was bright, but I understood practically what we read in School : "Moonlight is monochromatic". I kept plunging into the black potholes on the equally black road. A huge truck appeared on the road, blocked the entire road and blinded me with it strong flares, I crouched close to the black bushes, the truck crossed me leaving me in even more darkness.
Another fear dawned upon me : human elements, thieves, pilfers, dacoits , robbers, plunders. All elements of dark, only the bright white moon shining above my head. Ironically, the white moon made earthly elements even more black.
Then from nowhere came a dog barking trying to bite my legs, I freak out initially, I recalled the incident in my childhood where I returned home wearing a blood soaked cardigan, I gather my courage, stopped and turned back. The dog turned away its tail between its legs.
Then I confidently completed the last kilometer of the black path and finally emerged to human settlement. It felt so assuring to be back in area of human settlement.
Of course, I'll take the black route again, this time on a new moon night.
