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Rajani Thindiath: Portfolio: Stories | Scripts | Series | Books

Gyblinns vs. Faeries :  Original Fantasy Story & Script: Was nominated in the Best Children's Writer category at the Comic Con Awards, 2014 ALIENS : Original Futuristic Sci-Fi Series Dreams: My World in My Hands : Original Fantasy story and script:  Was nominated in the Best Writer category at the Comic Con Awards, 2015 YogYodhas : Original Fantasy series based on Yoga and the ancient martial art of Kalaripayattu SuperWeirdos : Original Fantasy series about super heroes with odd powers Defective Detectives: Intruders : A humorous series based on two paranoid, bumbling detectives Defective Detectives: De-camped Graphic Novel: SuperWeirdos: Whoosh! Comic Book: YogYodhas 1: Warriors of the Spirit Comic Book: SuperWeirdos 1: The World's Gone Weird Comic Book: SuperWeirdos 2: Whizz! Whack! Whoop! Manikantan Has Enough :  Comic adaptation of a story for ICSE Coursebook 4 for Indiannica Learning Shakti—Tales of the Mother Goddess: Scripted two stories— Kanyakumari and Shasti...

The power of stories—phantasms & fantasies: P2

The nightmares and dreams I’ve had since I was four or five have always been full of colour and sound, almost like watching a movie. In fact, there were at least two full length nightmare ‘movies’ I saw. :D More on that soon. But the early dreams were fear-related scenes, including one where I was forgotten at the zoo and ended up trapped in a cage full of monkeys. It may sound funny in the light of the day, but at night, with eyes glinting at you reflecting the weak light of the lone bulb hanging outside the cage and the furious chittering that came closer and closer as the monkeys took offence at an intruder in their cage… it was super scary.

The full length movie experience happened in my teens. One was right after I had finished watching an episode from The X-Files, 'Squeeze' involving a liver-eating serial killer (yeah, really!) who could enter any dwelling by contorting his body to fit in through the smallest vent or opening. Plus, the memories of mom’s retelling of Bram Stoker’s Dracula were bright in my head and… I had also just finished reading Thomas Harris’ The Silence of the Lambs (yup, cannibalism, FBI agents and all). So I guess it was no wonder that all of these jumbled up in my head that night to form a nightmarish dream set in the US featuring FBI agents! :P However, what is vivid in my memory is the opening scene.

A girl is thrilled at winning a lottery and calls her boyfriend from work. He comes to pick her up in his car to drop her home. Something about the guy’s smile and the way his eyes gleam, starts making the girl feel uneasy but she ignores it as fancy. Night has fallen by the time they reach her house. It’s a secluded area with row houses. The girl lives alone and her neighbours are out which means most of the area is dark except for the light of the full moon (yes, the full moon is a star performer in my nightmares. :P ). She bids farewell to her boyfriend and starts walking towards her house. Something causes her to look back and she finds her boyfriend’s car still parked on the street while he watches her. Seeing her turn, he raises a hand to wave at her. She waves back and even with the distance separating them, she sees that chilling smile.

Now the unease is blossoming into a fear she can’t reason with. She starts hurrying, walking past her neighbour’s darkened house to her house at the back. She turns back once more and sees the car still on the street. She can also see the silhouette of her boyfriend in the driver's seat. By now her heart is pounding. She’s sweating though the night is cool. She fumbles with her keys to open the door. She turns back again. The car is still there. Her boyfriend is still watching her. She opens the door, almost sobbing, enters and slams the door shut behind her shuddering with relief. A sound causes her to look at the window. And there striated by the light of the moon and the blinds, across the room, stands her boyfriend sneering at her, fangs catching the light. She screams and he leaps at her with inhuman speed and my dream vision goes blank.

...and that was just the beginning. One would imagine that my brain would show some mercy and wake me up. But no. It was busy getting entertained and frightened, pounding heart and all. :D But experiences, real or imaginary are fuel to the writer. Perhaps one of these days I’ll put it all down on paper. :P

Next Part: One more ‘movie’ nightmare and stories that inspired me ;) 

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