The Limbic system around the Hypothallamus posses the office for all the various emotions, be it the smile to the giggle, to the cry to the fright! The Dreaded Limbic section is always fully active on Friday the 13th, which this year, 13.06.08 brought with full of dreadedness hidden by!
With the TV commercials highlighting one of the most mythical days in a calender, that bears no synchrony with the calenders nor the years. Suddenly at the end of the day you have a glance at on the paper, and you would see it glaring at you. Friday the 13th!
People say that its a day when the shadow of evil moves round the Earth. And with the gong of midnight, they strike the hearts with shrilling cold sweat moving down your spines. Today I seat hereby to get a taste of that. The cool wind from blows around, mumbling the dried up leaves fallen at the foot holds of the 200 year Banyan tree. Not a soul on the move...or may be I fail to see them. The dogs move from one crevice to the other, to get the shelter from the unknown and unseen dangers. May be they also know that the Headless Horseman of the Briton Moors goes out this day. They know that the Highway man still robs ob his White Lining... they know that death strolls amongst the streets of Calcutta, unseen by thy eyes... as ever.
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00 00 hrs, the Church sounded its bell...or is it the Knell for the Mass? Its the midnight Struck 12 of the Friday 13th! India may have the 14th day rolling in with the strike of midnight, but the world wakes with the 13th day of June, thats a Friday. As soon as I wrote this......
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