Confronting Reality: Anshul’s Experiments With Truth

Most of us have experienced premonitions – a feeling about something that is going to happen – to one degree or another. Mostly it’s a feeling that something bad is going to happen. A premonition is foretelling the future. Sometimes the premonition isn't specific, but just a strong, a great, unexplained feeling of sadness that bothers us every time. Through this article I will try to study the psychological upheaval that goes within a person when he is constantly plagued by this saddening feeling.

A kind of battle goes within him, at the start he is weighed down by the torturous feelings about his future; the sleepless nights when he helplessly waits for his fate. He has difficulty in accepting the inevitable; he tries to ridicule it, the denial, the dissidence and eventually the acceptance.

The same kind of battle can be seen within our friend, Anshul. His problem is his losing hair. Initially it wasn’t much to worry about but with time it has become more and more frequent. Now one can count the number of hair on his head. Just move your hands across his hair and you can see stark white patches. Words are not enough to describe the tormenting feelings our friend is going through. Longs nights one can find him depressed in his room, brooding over his fate. Quite a lot of times I have seen him holding his fallen hair in his hands and kissing them as if they were his kids. There were times when our man used to spend endless hours infront of the mirror caressing his hairs. Now this guy is scared to even look in to the mirror. I have lived beside his room these last three years. And I can’t describe you how bad I feel when I hear him crying all night in his room.

Manu hasn’t been worse in adding salt to his burned bruise, troubled by his hands constantly occupied in scratching his head; more because he can’t attend the phone calls and chat with his innumerable girlfriends together; he shaves off his hair to get a permanent solution to his dandruff problem. Might have been inoffensively done but he goes to show his new outfit to Anshul. One should have seen the look on the face of our man to believe me. He was dumbstruck. His face grew pale and turned blue. He looked as if he is seeing his future in front of his eyes. He had problem breathing, was taking big grasp of air and eventually went inside his room. For the next one week, he wasn’t spotted anywhere in the campus.

I guess god shouldn’t be so harsh on a person. Now fate will decide everything. What he needs is a miracle.