War hero

Dear,love

It’s been 10 long years, yet that spark is counting 

Beautiful memories are shredding by, yet a ray of hope is what keeping me alive

But I passed another day of being married to a soldier

Who is serving his country

But failed to serve his wife,

Who is most proud of herself but most furious of her life.

I feel older by day but younger to my heart 

As time has taught me nothing but to wait,

More tolerant than to hate.

I am patient but restless 

old bits and pieces gives the sense of calmness 

Like no thing ever could,

Coldness gives me nostalgia of no good.

But again the beautiful dawn,

Enriches the hopes and dreams that were never born,

As much as I am incomplete I’ve become more strong,

no matter how much is the wait, a decade or a lifelong,

I will hold back, 

In many sunrises and sunsets

For as,

you are too special to forget.

-ASH

The Spirit

And then, as soon as i enter the house,

Footsteps followed me again 

No more I lived alone,

No more, i lived in solitary

I was now accompanied with someone who's just remember in my poetry.

She glared every sight 

Every day, every night.

With her manoeuvres a little absurd,

she stays without saying a word.

Her screams ruin my nights,

Her presence spoil my day,

She is no more a stranger 

But a spirit, who's grey.

-Ash

The walk of a Strange Girl

She walks like a queen, swings like a wave,

The name is unknown but her Spirit is engrave.

She neither utter a word but only smile,

Her doorstep can be heard from far a mile.

She walks slowly and steady 

Brave and deady,

Bold,unafraid 

Stout and great.

What she wants is unknown

But she does come back

Every day,every night,

Glancing far and fright.

The Confession of the Painting

Before I begin my story i would like all my readers to know about 'clairvoyance vision'.

Clairvoyance  vision from French clair meaning "clear" and voyance meaning "vision" is used to refer to the ability to gain information about an object, person, location or physical event through means other than the known senses, i.e., a form of extrasensory perception.

This is about a year ago, when I was working in Paris. My life was awful. My job wasn't going well, 'and my love life who used to be gaiety, was on urge of break up but not only this, I was indeed living in a haunted house! there was always some uncanny sound coming from nowhere.

initially it didn't bother me much as i was used to it, though sometimes it left me perplexed. One evening when I was coming back from office I saw a painter on the roadside. He had some of his beautiful paintings. I couldn't  resist myself, so I went to buy it. As I didn't mention earlier I have a great passion for painting, but never really had a chance of showing my best. I went to him. There was one painting really attracted me. The painter used the shades of blue with so perfection. I bought that as the color matched well with my curtains.! Amoung the other colorful paintings,i chose the one with the only one colour used.. blue. the painter said " i hope you are aware of the fact that the colour blue is a symbol of truth and faith". i hardly paid attention and bought it. I hung it on my wall and went to sleep. At 3.00 am there was again noise of weird voices coming from nowhere but as i mentioned earlier, I was used to it. 

Next day I had bad day in office. So to relish, I went to the restaurant to have good lunch. But on the contrary it was the worst one. I saw john my fiancé with some other girl. I was petrified, When I bumped into him about that, it was expected what was next, he broke up.

Our 7 years of relation ship was over. He cheated. I was unable to resist this fact. 

I went home. Heartbroken. I was looking up to my painting which I bought and then eventually I realise that the painting showed the current situation of my life. The painter used the colour blue which symbolise truth and faith. And I had experienced the example of john's perfidy, it was weird. I consider it as a sheer coincidence and ignored. After a couple days of later. I moved on. Again the roadside painter got my attention. This time the painter used red colour . It was beautiful and it tempted me to buy. So i asked him in a bit of sarcastic tone "so would you like to tell me what does red colour symbolise"? "blood" he said it without a second thought. Next day i wanted to go on a long drive, so I took my car and went to east. It was the best moment of my life the weather was at its best, music was on volume 9' and the car just sped away. Until, I lost control and got hitted to the tree. Next moment I found myself at the hospital. Fortunately I was not so serious. But got injured. As I went home, I realised the red painting which earlier tempted me to buy now forced me throw out as it gave a negative ambience. The beautiful red colour now seemed a blood shot to me. This time I was really scared. I had bought a painting which symbolised 'blood' and I had just experienced a 'not so serious' accident! Now this was no coincident. Soon as I made this things out, I immediately went to that seller and asked him from where did he bought that? To which he replied that there is a guy who lived in south of Paris. Who sells him these paintings. I took his address and felt.

Next morning I went to meet that guy who's paintings clearly tells the future of my life.

It took around 45 mins to get me there.

And then there it was the 'Geoffrey's art' The name of the shop. And I could believe what I saw , even now, when I think about that, I get goosebumps !. There was a painting of a girl sleeping and the girl was no one, but me.

I heard my name called... "Mrs.elanor ..? I am glad you are here". He said with an unusual smile.

"Are you mr. Geofrey?" I asked.

"Yes certainly."

"How do you know my name? And what is this painting." ?i asked 

He was very uneasy he couldn't reciprocate. He held courage and said . "You wouldn't really believe if I tell you ma'am."

"What is it"? I asked . I was sacred.

"Well, would u mind to get settled first"?

"No! Please I want answers. And your painting can give that . I could have been dead. And maybe or maybe not your paintings predicts my future! I don't know if I sound stupid or dramatic but this is the truth. So Please i want to know how do you make these"...I almost cried.

"Ma'am I want you to first be calm and listen carefully.
"I am capable to see and talk to a person who is living or dead , human or ghost.

Near by or miles away. I am, a "Clairvoyance person." He said.

I was not sure what he meant by clairvoyance.

He continued. "I am able to see and moreover talk to you. These are not in my senses. It happens at night when I am asleep. I don't do it intentionally but my subconscious mind do. I don't see any dreams but I see you . My mind follows you , your home and through my subconscious mind I am able to see and even predicts your future. Every morning I woke up and have one colour in my mind which certainly tells the seinerio of your life and make a painting out of it. I don't know why I do this but since you buy my paintings you come come across my thoughts which apparently tells your future. And you must be very curious to know how I made your painting exactly the same right? This is because ma'am, i was the one, who you thought was a ghost which haunts your house. Yes, it is a sheer power of my mind that enables me to travel at distances. It is indeed crazy yet truth. Actually, I once lived where  apparently you are living right now but I could not paid mortgage and left it in despair. But I guess my mind couldn't. I loved that house. I spend half of my life there. I worked day to night,  but couldn't afford to pay my mortgage. I felt miserably bad when i had to leave the house.

So that is why I have clairvoyant visions. I have a strong connection from that house. This is uncontrollable, as my sub conscious mind do this , not me. If you want to this all to stop then you must stop buying my paintings.

"This is insane". I said (But somehow I believed him.)

I then, said nothing to him and went away. 

I was quiet. Many thought begin to cover my mind. I was way to scared of this fact someone actually knows my future. And yes there was no ghost, on the contrary it was him. 
I was really terrified. I decided to leave Paris and moved to Italy. After few years, I started a new career of mine..Painting.

I made some of my most wonderful creations. And yes I never contacted Geoffrey .. Ever. 

I was too scared to talk to him. And now no such things happened to me again as I left his precious house!

Why I wanted to tell my readers about this experience is because I want all you know that there are many more things that are way to haunted than just a abandoned scary, house. Infact this is all science. I searched for clairyaonce later. And found many more interesting stories than just mine.

So therefore there are not just 'ghost' that can haunt you but are also amazing science that can terrify you.

Written by-

Ash.

When the two A's meet.

WHEN THE TWO A's MEET-

There is the time when the two eye sights meet each other, just like our's did. For the first time I felt the moment which is usually called as first sight of love. But perhaps it wasn't. It was more of like a sweetest gesture which a boy did to a girl. We never spoke to each other and God knows if we ever will. Though the online chatting was only thing we did. You know, I wasn't expecting him to see off me. Ofcourse why would I? But I did expect a good memory to be created which I could cherish. And yes he did. I am not sure weather it was on purpose or a miracle happen, but 10 seconds of eye contact (probably of more)was all we did. We spoke nothing. I guess it was nice of him to see me off. It was his sweet gesture and maybe his regret as well for not talking to me. I felt bad too. I felt his ignorance. After all we met after years. I was glad his liking didn't change. But what I think that, in the 10 seconds of eye contact we tried to looked at each other for the final time. For the final time, we tried to say hi and goodbye the same time. For the final time, we tried to capture the picture of each other in our minds. For the final time, we looked at each other leaving our ego's far behind, for the final time, we created a memory. For the final time, he expressed his feeling and I answered him at the same time. I don't know if it was a love or a sudden reaction but for the final time, we just looked and looked at each other.

The Distrustful Neighbour

"Samantha are you dressed"? "Yes George I am ready"! George and I were shifting to San Francisco. I did not felt good at all as we've been living in Florida since many years. But now George had his job transferred so we had no choice. Anyway we got all our bags packed, I took my novels,George took his packet of Marlboro and we bid farewell to our neighbours. After long hours of travelling we reached San Francisco. It's indeed a beautiful place and also very welcoming. People were warm and kind, I must say. So our next stop was wiseria lane where we took our new flat. Wiseria lane was in south of San Francisco. It was a newly build society and there were few people living in there as George told and we were amongst them. We reached there. Our house was beautiful. George and I started taking our bags out of the car. Suddenly I turned around and saw the big house which was in our neighbour. It was big, really big and got my attention. I was very interested to know who lived in there. George and I unpacked our bags, sort the furniture and made the raw house into "our home". 
After getting settled in wiseria lane George got busy in his daily routine work. And I passed time in writing new stories for publishing. One afternoon when George went away, the house bell rank. I opened the door and there was a lady. She was a middle age woman with big spectacles, curly hair and lousy voice. "Hello and welcomed to wisteria lane. I am Mrs.Scavo" she said. I thanked her and welcomed her into my home. She bought me an apple pie as a housewarming gift. That was sweet. I made her tea later. "Your house is really beautiful! by the way I lived right end of this line". That was the big house which previously got my attention. She asked me from where I belong. "Florida I said. 

This is weird but she asked everything about me. Yes each and everything. Rather than having tea gossips, I was investigated.! "So when are you going to pay me visit "? She asked  "Very soon I said". I don't know but somehow deep I inside I felt something was wrong with this lady. At evening George came. I told him about mrs.Scavo how wired she was . But George thought I was overreacting. 
After few days I thought of visiting mrs. Scavo. I went to her house. The door was open I went in there. "mrs Scavo? Are u in there"? Her house was so creepy. There was nothing like that which could make you smile. She had walls painted with black and grey, black curtains hanging around and most of all she had a plan chit board in her hall. There was one room I thought Mrs Scavo would be in there. As soon as I open the door, she said "Samantha! Don't you dare go in there". "Uhh I am sorry I was Just trying to look for you,saw your door open so came in here. I wanted to see you" i said in a frightful voice. "Ohh well come sit make yourself comfortable. Do you like tea"? She asked. "Um sure with the drop of lemon in it". I said. I was sacred a bit. I was goggling at her house. "U don't like my house much. Do you"? She said. "No it's just i haven't seen the house with a black paint. No offence but don't you think it's weird"? I asked her. "I shouldn't have asked her that as she was offended. "No I don't think so". She said with an aggressive tone. "And you do play plan chits"? I asked. "Yes, my hobbie" was her answer. "Hobbie? What kinda hobbie is that? "Well Samantha if there are positive things in the world, then there are negative things too". I stood quite. "I think I should leave George's gonna come any time". I'll see u. Tc. I flet. My conscious was absolutely right there was something wrong with this lady. I decided to avoid her now. Days passed by. I didn't see Mrs Scavo nor she came home to meet me. One night it was raining. I got up to drink water. Suddenly I saw mrs. Scavo, Digging her backyard. I was taken aback. "George ,George u gotta see this". I tried to wake him up. "Samantha for God sake I don't have an inch interest on what's what so ever is going on. I've got lot more things to do. get it? now go back to sleep"! George never spoke to me like this. I desperately wanted to know what was she doing. But after having fight with George I decide to sleep. Next morning Mrs Scavo was locking her house. She was going somewhere. I peeped out of my window. She put her keys under the house mat and went off. "Samantha are u done looking outside? It was George asking. I am off to Malaysia for tour if u remember"? "Yes I certainly do. What time your flight is"? "About 8 hours. But I gotta leave now," have some pending to do". See you. goodbye and be good". George left. After his departure i started to write up my stories which I do in my leisure time. Later that day. I couldn't get Mrs Scavo off my mind. So I decided I'll go to her house to investigate. It is better to find out the conclusion rather than thinking overnight. It was around 8.30. Cold chill air blew into my ear. I went to her house. Got the key(which was kept under the mat) and got in there. It was dark. But phone light helped me much. First thing I found was the picture of Mrs Scavo int her youth. It was the day of her marriage. I also looked at her husband Mr Scavo. She didn't tell me about her. She had no children either. Then I saw that room in which she threatened me not to go. I opened the door. It was normal room as any other. One thing which was weird that It had a big fridge. It also had a big mirror. I went close and chill bone ran down my spine. I saw a man. It looked like Mr.Scavo or maybe it was him. Next thing I did was run. I felt off. I went in the backyard. I couldn't breath. I stopped where earlier I saw  Mrs.Scavo was digging something. The sand was wet and I could easily make out that it was a body. Yes, i was scared, really scared. I ran into my home and suddenly a car hit me. 

My eyes opened at hospital there was George holding my hands and there was Mrs Scavo who was peeping from the door."Mrs scavo got you in here. U were hit by her car". But your fine now. I was quite and shocked . I couldn't tell George what I saw. "I have to fill some formalities" said george. He went to reception. Mrs Scavo came in. Her expression was clearly aggressive and annoying "How are you a Samantha? Feeling good? hmm? Listen dear. I know that you know a lot more things about me which you obviously shouldn't. But..anyway, stay away from me...far away from me. Else I'll make you worse than u could ever imagine". Yes she clearly threatened me. I was scared. Later that day i was discharge. I couldn't say anything to George else he'll be very mad and I don't want to end up fighting with him. After few days Mrs Scavo was trying to make good terms with George. She would come to our home almost everyday. George was very much impressed by her. She would talk to George and gave me her unnatural smile. I was helpless. George would never listen to me now. He had a different image of her. One evening I was coming back home. It was raining heavily. I saw George going to Mrs Scavo's house. He went through backyard. I really wanted George to see that body. And yes God was on my side. George's foot got into mud . And he too saw what I saw on that day. He was shocked. He came home and told me this, I reacted as if i was unaware of all this. "Maybe we should inform the police'? George said. We went to police station and told everything. The next day we saw Mrs.Scavo with handcuffs. She was guilty. Me and George went with her. And after being investigated, she told everything...."Me and josh were married for about 15 years. We had no child. I was interested in doing plan chits but josh didn't like it. One day I found that josh is having an affair with my friend I was betrayed. I decided to kill him and so I did. But later I felt guilty and sorry for doing such thing and therefore I kept his body in the refrigerator which was in my room for 5 years. Then when George and Samantha got shifted here I thought of making good terms with them. So that they don't have an inch doubt on me for anything. But Samantha was clever enough. She had an doubt on me. And I was too aware of that . So one night I digged Josh's body into my backyard. After Samantha's accident I was sure that she was having a complete doubt on me. So I begin talking to George so that i could win his faith. And George too believed me. But now I am ended up like this. "George was completely taken aback after hearing this. Mrs scavo was jailed. George apologised with me for not believing. And now everything is back to normal. Now all we wish is to be accompanied by good neighbours.!

It certainly takes a little time for everyone to read the authenticity of a  person behind foul shield . No matter how good they are for you. Or no matter how nice they be to u . Behind a every good Jester there is always an evil mind making up...

The Unsure Island

February the 2nd
20 million dollars! Bid from Mr. Jonas, anyone for 21 million dollars? Do I hear 21? 20 million dollars-1, 20 million dollars -2 20...." 40 million dollars"! "Wow 40 million dollars! Anyone up for  41? Anyone? Okay then, 40 million dollars-1 40 million dollars 2, 40 million dollars 3, and this spectacular luxury Poveglia island is sold to Mr. Eric smith. Congratulations. "Thanks everyone", I said . I was on cloud nine when I bought this island as a gift for my wife. I was too exited but eventually it turned out to be the biggest mistake of my life.. I came back home to give my wife a surprise "honey I am home" I said in  excitement . "Jonah hill died Eric" Scarlet my wife, said with a sorrow expression. I was completely taken aback. Well I didn't mention about Jonah Hill earlier. Jonah Hill was our neighbour. She shifted to our lane six months ago, she was a very beautiful, pretty middle age woman from Italy. She showed a very keen interest in me and I was too attracted by her spell bounding beauty. I know this isn't  a good expression for a married man  but what could I do..  it seemed that she had casted a love spell on me. We had an affair for quite a few months . I didn't tell this to my wife as she thought  Jonah hill was indeed a very negative woman and therefore I should stay far away from her. Anyway, we both decided not to pay anymore attention to the bad news. I told her that I bought the most expensive gift for her. "Scarlet, I know you always wanted to live on an island with me , so guess what I bought for you"? "Omg! you got an island for me are you serious"? "Well it was for auction - the Poveglia Island"! "What?" She said "Poveglia in Italy"? She was surprised to her core and it took her 10 to 15 minutes  to get out of the shock. And we end up hugging 😊


February the 3rd
I had made all the plans. So we departed. As we reached  Italy, we took a cab as Poveglia was 6 hrs and 40 min drive. The cab driver , I may mention about him, was indeed a very hilarious man . We had some funny conversations with him and also told him that we bought Poveglia . His funny mood swang into a horrible and frightful expression . He immediately stopped the car and asked if we are going to stay there forever?  I said yea of course man it is our dream destination ! Is something wrong? He remained quiet and told us that it is  indeed a very  haunted place where earlier an mental  asylum used to be there. He also mentioned about a doctor who killed himself. And his spirit still haunts that place. I didn't even pay a per cent of attention to it, rather laughed my ass off! "Seriously", I said. We are Americans and we don't really believe in any of these things . I looked at Scarlet, she smiled weirdly, I didn't know why? Anyway, that cab drives refused to go with us any further but we  paid him extra and he was convinced. We reached Poveglia. The weather suddenly changed. It was dark unpleasant weather. I could feel incredibly cold , there were goose bumps all over my body. My heart starting beating faster making it difficult for me to breathe. I felt  I was being watched continuously. My wife on the other hand was extremely happy, she felt nothing of that sort. She was smiling ear to ear. I, anyhow, manged to get comfortable as I couldn't afford to  leave that place as my wife was on cloud 9. It seemed like it was like her home where she wanted to come for so long.

February the 4th
It was night, around 2am, I was not able to sleep I woke and found that scarlet was not there . "Scarlet, scarlet? Where are you"? I went outside and there she was, sitting in our backyard I went near  her. She was sitting like an immovable thing. 'Scarlet'? I said and suddenly a voice came from back "Eric? I looked back like a flash and it was Scarlet,  "What are u doing here"?, she said. I looked back again int the backyard and there was no one sitting. I was sweating. "Honey are you alright ? She said . "I thought you were sitting over here"! I said in a frightful expression! "Calm down , I was in bathroom as I was not feeling well. "I didn't know you dream walk!"! Ha! Scarlet said with a funny expression , as if she was trying to hide something. "I think I should get back to sleep". I fled.    


February the 12th
As horrified nights, I experienced alone, passed, I stopped paying any attention to it . After a few days Scarlet grew pale." I think we should go to the doctor" I said. "Doctor? "Is there any hospital  around  here"? Scarlet questioned. "I think so we'll see" I said . We drove to the hospital . There we saw a board of Poveglia hospital. It was a very creepy hospital I must say.. Scarlet and I went inside , everyone started staring at us as if we were the only humans ! I felt very uncomfortable.  I went to the reception -"hi I am Eric , my wife scarlet is unwell. may I please see a doctor"?  The receptionist stared at me in a very terrifying way and said in creepy voice "doctor Watson is busy with a patient at this very moment . Please wait". Me and scarlet was sitting amongst the patients in waiting room. "Mrs.smith "?the receptionist called. "You are next". Me and scarlet went in there . The hospital was in very horrible condition and needed a construction . Dr Watson, there he was, he was very thin man age 30 around his hair were grey! Yes grey! And his eyes were red as bloodshot. Maybe he lacked sleeping. But anyway he checked scarlet . After 30 minutes. He utter few words to me. Scarlet was having having fever . He gave us prescription. We took the medicine and felt as I didn't wanted to spend an another 1 second.

Feb the 14th
One night I was  looking for my novel in a closet. As usual I was not able to sleep so I looked for my novel. As I was searching I found a small hole in closet . As I remembered there was no such thing in my closet. I looked in there and saw a red light and eventually I discovered it wasn't the red light , it was the red 'eye'of a woman. I was thrown back ! My wife woked up. She made me calmed, made herself looked into there but there was nothing she gave me sleeping pills.


 Feb the 21th
It was one week since the red eye incident happened with me. I couldn't sleep any of the night despite having sleeping pills , I could experience nightmares. One night I woke up because of scary dreams, I wanted some fresh air I went into lawn. it was drizzling..and I could smell the fragrance of fresh sand, I sat down. suddenly my foot got into the mud . it was dirty .. I tried to get my foot out of the sand as soon as my foot was out , a hand of a woman came out.. I was scared as hell .. I tired to look for that body I cleared that mud all over the face .. Rain stared heavily, as i cleared the mud i found that it was the body of my wife.  I was so shocked that I couldn't ever scream .. I went to look for my wife but she was not in the room..I turned back to the mirror and saw my wife smiling at me unnaturally. I was damn scared i couldn't even utter a word . "Are you okay Eric" she said in Jonnah hill voice. I was sweating from head to toe. "U little rascal! How can I leave you? I was truly in love with you Eric!  And finally we are here in poveglia island,our dream destination"  Isn't it? We will live together happily ever after". I looked at her with my wide eyes. And the very next moment I fainted..

2am

I got up. I thought it was my dream. I looked for my wife , went it to lawn at that place . It was all mess as I leaved before at 12 am .. I Almost cried. I looked for my wife all over . Got up into my car and drove back to Italy. It was 8 am. I was cold I drove for 6 hours and I didn't knew how scarlet got killed. I ended up going to police station. I don't know how... I went in there and tried to explain them what was happened last night .. They first thought that I am mental patient who escaped from a mental asylum ..I pleased them somehow and they managed to come with to look for my wife..

At 1.00 pm we reached at island they saw the body of my wife .. I told them my scariest experiences but they didn't believe . they investigate and end up concluding that I murdered scarlet .. I tried to convince them."Do u want us to believe in this stupid story"?  The cop said. "It clearly shows that you murdered scarlet". "why would I do that I loved her". I was crying. Suddenly I got an idea that I should go to the doctor Watson who was in good terms with us and we visited them for scarlet checkup .. As I reached the hospital I found there was no such thing like that it was a broken building that cop that was earlier a mental asylum where a doctor killed  himself.  I was in a shock. The cops then, kept me under observation in mental asylum. Even the locals of Italy told the cops that they saw me at middle of the night running away from a mental asylum which was obviously not true I tried to explain them that I lived in San Francisco in the winson street on which they try to locate and found that there no such place like that . Everything got blanked in my mind. I also told them everything about how I bought this island in an auction and also about my neighbour Jonah hill. The cop replied that the poveglia island was never on sale it is a government property that cannot be sold then at last I tried to justify myself by telling about that cab driver in which me and scarlet came in. The cops did searched for driver but unfortunately that cab driver died 2 years ago ... I don't know how all this happened ? Everything was like a movie going on and I wished that this could be a dream .. But no it wasn't. I went  to mental asylum.

March-
As Time passes by... I was under obrservation in a the mental asylum. Nobody pays me visit. I lost my wife, my home. but more than that I lost my life.  All I had was this dairy and a pen in which I could write my feelings , didn't knew what had exactly happened with me ? How I bought this island ? How did get into here? Where is my wife . All I remember is the Jonah hill and I regret having affair with that woman! Who ruined my life .. Maybe scarlet was right she was a negative women  and God knows what she had casted upon me that ended me like this... I don't know what should I do .. All I can do this is......



ps- This story has been described by me.  I went to Italy and got to know about this man Eric smith ... I don't know but somehow deep inside in me says that this man was right, Maybe he wanted to tell something more but life didn't gave him  the chance.. In march. He committed suicide and left this dairy ...I could not do anything for him but the least I can let everyone know about the pain and anguish he had gone through.



Love is indeed a very addictive thing. And it does happens to all of us at least once in their lifetime. But we got to be careful,  to whom we would honor for this most expensive thing. Cause we may don't know that how much it's gonna cost for us pay back.



Experienced by Eric smith

Created by ASH