I am a late worker in my department. Many times it took past midnight to return from the department to hostel. Day before yesterday was like those days. It was almost three o'clock. I stopped searching articles for my work as I was feeling drowsy. I thought to run instead of walking(these days I am quite health conscious). I took the path passing from the front of the Library. It was a real quiet place. Cool night breeze was blowing and the path was almost covered with dried fallen leaves(Autumn is on and Winter is about to come). A perfect atmosphere to be scared of. Being a person with blunt senses, I was totally unaware of this atmosphere and was jogging on the way return. Suddenly I heard a feint clattering sound running just behind me. I thought it is the roadside dog that is used to run with me and lick my hand. I stopped and looked back to find its happy face. There was nothing. Not a single living being that can walk, only the empty path. A quick shiver ran through the spine. Again I looked around. Same calm and quiet surrounding. Nothing different. But I was already caught by the fear and felt the silent scariness of the atmosphere with my whole body. I started to run again, this time in fear. Same situation, a rattling sound accompanying me. With a ice cold fear I almost crossed the way front of library and while running I just looked back. A smile came to my lips and I got totally ashamed for my attitude just a second back. It was only the dried leaves that were rolling due to my heavy footstep causing the rattling sounds. I just stopped , smiled at myself for a second and started walking.
Being an atheist, I always boasted of my fearlessness. This incident taught me good lesson that whatever I may think normally, my subconscious feelings are always same as my ancestors.
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