Breeze Has Mouth!

It was not after a long time gap. I have been to that Library quite often.

That day, I went to the library and randomly picked up a book, titled 'Strange Library'!

It was a chilly winter day and I was on the half way of the book.

I sensed a frightening breeze passing through my front hair, "how can that be?", all the windows including the tall entrance door are close!

"Kafkaaa!", breeze whispered.

"Sorry! Who said? Who. . . is. . . there?", while replying to the whisper, I heard a thrilling whistle of breeze;hastily moved behind the book full of wooden cupboard.

"Kafkaaa!", that frightening breeze again; playing with my front hair.

I got up and followed the thrilling whistle of breeze.

"It's a Chamber, behind the cupboard", I murmured to myself astonishingly.

The door of the chamber was slightly opened, I entered into it. No breeze, completely vacuum.

Someone caught hold of my scarf;few drops of sweat on my forehead. I wept and turned back!

Oh!, it was tucked between the stack of books! I went near to the shelf to release my scarf. . . the book, titled 'Kafka On The Shore', got opened and the pages started flipping up.

"Where is the damn door? Can't find the door. Somebody helppp!", I screamed like hell in that vacuum chamber.

"The thrilling whistle. . . Yes! That one. . . . . . . !!"

"Kafkaaa. . . . . . . . ", that scary whisper!

"Youuuuu!", I shouted and turned back to hit the voice. . . stumbled upon and saw myself falling down n down n down. . . Thud!!!

After sometime. . .

Standing in front of an endless vast SHORE, filled with poems and poetry!

'That thrilling whistle again. . . but,

this time. . .

I'm on my writing desk'!

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