I am tremendously scattered, scared and fearful. Haven’t been easy since morning. A sort of knife is cutting me edging me out in my stomach. As if I am here to give some exams.
I am writing this only to feel myself better. Last few days, I have been realizing and experiencing the glimpses of fear- rather how close the fear lives in us. What befriends us is the fear. The closest friend I would say than the enemy. Sometimes, fear brings us more close to what is the truth and helps us to walk in the darkness.
Three incidences, that made me feel the jitters like butterflies around me. Yesterday again, my building caught fire, short circuit and peoples fridge, tv etc started to burst. Immediate reaction was the lump in stomach. Churning of blood pressure and the sounds in the mind- of death.
Second incident: One of our students mother was struck by psychotic attack few days ago and we admitted her in the hospital. Whole night I kept checking her stomach- why? just to see whether it was moving up and down. Yes, whether she was breathing. Whether she was alive. Fear- Death.
Third incident: One of our inmates – elderly- she gets epileptic attacks. Although, we had decided we would not have the admissions for epileptic patients, we had to take this one case since her family members would have killed her in someway for money. I was astonished to hear the story. But, this is also the truth.
Morning, I wake up, get to know about one more short circuit, my student’s phone call about her mother’s one more such behavior and my inmates one more major epileptic attack has set me on the fire of fear. I am trying to release it. And writing is the best way I can.
I wonder- all that happens happens through fear first. Love…..where are you? Don’t play hide and seek, because its only the fear that seeks me! Always!