Something which has held my fascination for years....Ever since i was a toddler i used to be mesmerized by stories of these creatures...The Creatures of the night,the undead...such beautiful names.I still remember when i was in my first or second grade,my granddad used to tell me stories about ancient warriors,mythologies and yeah monsters...He was a novelist and a great one too...Whenever he started talking about Dracula my senses would get heightened...i could hear every single word that he said and that too with crystal clear clarity...After listening to the whole story i would go to the bedroom and call my grand mum for another story...hee hee My childhood was great..I am truly blessed to have been born into such a great family....My grand mum wasn't as evil minded(hee hee)as my grandpa...She used to tell me stories about our religion and all...Even though i enjoyed her stories my mind would wander to this distant world,a world where vampires would exist and I'm not talking about Hollywood vampires,with the whole "Arrrghhh SUNLIGHT.." or "Oh no i have no reflection ".I always thought of vampires as Intellectual beings(What?they do have a lot of time to quench their thirst for knowledge) well versed in cultures and arts...so forth.The whole idea of having an eternity to live,to know more,to cherish...the thought gripped me....the places i could go,the sights i could see,the cultures i can learn and yeah there's the blood too(hee heh)...I mean who can live without it? Can you?
And now once again a FLASHBACK........(Blinding lights and all.....)
All right here we go......
I was studying in my 6 Th grade i believe i woke up to find two marks on my neck.I couldn't believe it at first but then i had to because well it was right there on my neck..The joy i felt that day has been surpassed only a few times in the years that followed...This strange notion flowed through me...."Did I?"...."Am I?"....."But How?"..."Naaah!".."But Still"....."God damn it i think i am"....I rushed to my mum's Sewing table...got a nice big sharp needle and with a stabbing motion i started to pierce my hand.....I looked down at my hand and i could see blood gushing out like a river...(OK not a river but like a stream)I ran that day like i never did, holding my bleeding hand, jumping around here and there...After wrapping my hand in bandages i thought to myself "I'm definitely not"....."So how come?"....."But the marks?"...."I'm not a vampire,I'm just plain old stupid"That was a day to remember...That put a stop to my big dreams....Well almost....
Back to the PRESENT....
Even today i am fascinated with the whole Vampire Lore.....Why else would i take a pic like above......
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