I went for the scary movie 'Paranormal Activity' last night with a few of my friends.
After the movie, one of them swears that he nearly had his arm wrenched out of its socket and another swears he has scratch marks all over his arms.
Go ahead, gasp. Now I have to disappoint you. Their agonies arise not from the demon in the movie, but from yours truly who hates to love horror films.
What makes their physical tribulations all the more tragic is that the movie was really not that scary. While it did have good sound effects and a couple of terrifying moments it was quite 'Blair Witch Project' like in construct, and I did not like the Blair Witch Project. No, not one bit.
What did make me feel better was that just as I woke up in the middle of the night hearing imaginary sounds, Nandita did as well. Deems too appears to have had his heart leaping moments going by the contents of the mail he wrote to us early today morning.
Anyways, I digress.
I wrote this post to post the mail written by Deems to the rest of us.I quite loved the language that he has used as well as the sentiments expressed.
Here goes...
And even as we joked about the imagined drunk girl whose glasses we found in the auto, the presence was seeing us through its eyes. It might not have breathed down my neck as it did in the movie, but it must have smiled, muttering to itself ' ahhh...if only they knew.'
...to be continued.
I got slightly bored and am lost for words. I tried to imagine noises and still I cant hear any.
Have faith that there's more good in this world than bad, so all'll be well. Don't
get scared. And if any of you kids get scared do give me a call.
