Finished Duelling and now started Decoding

A nice cool breeze blowing as the leaves bade farewell to that days dew drops and welcoming the reddish light and life giver for this day to be beautiful one for all. The sun has been on a roll visiting its usual place and arriving promptly but the weather which was quite pleasant was such that the nature has been waiting for a long time to recieve the in time Blazer. With another set up being made ready for another admirable day for all those who had just risen admiring this scene and still for those who are yet to.

But all these evaporated when the grave thoughts of the previous night crawled throught the nerves of the brain. But a wave of another breeze again resettled the present beauties of the dawn in the minds. Just a feeling as though floating in the air along with the dry leaves and cool mist made me to stride along the roads. As this went on for some more moments, the sun started to glitter as though it had worn a dazzling necklace across its face. Again a flash, which brought some odd sensation as though i had suddenly slipped off from a beautiful garden into the graveyard.

But this time no breeze nor the blaze could rip me off from that thought. It was as though i had been pulled down from the undergrounds and the next sensation was though i had been dragged off heavily non stopping. Later with a heavy shook of my head i could realise the grave feeling more than ever, as i could see everything which i thought i felt before my eyes. I could not believe what im staring at but im. Next moment i could even visualise many scenario's which i have never thought or dreamt off. But the vision is getting clearer and clearer and could see more objects moving in front of me. I could not understand nor realise what the hell is happening to me n around me. But as time went on i could hear voices and i started to understand what is happening to me and around me. I was standing in the corener of a Great Hall, where i could see an old man with a long bearing boring an half moon spectacles gripping the wall for his balance. Before him stood a boy with a stick held out in his hand pointing that old man with a sense of fear in his face. Many surrounding them, shouting at the boy to do something and he stands there still. Then came a tall figure wearing a black robes and came to the spot near the old man. The old man ushered "Please Snape..". To this request, the man drove his stick out of his jacket and then instantly came a green lightning streak from the tip and straight into the old mans aimed chest. The next moment the old man went down without another word.

Few seconds later i could realise as the dark great hall being washed away by the blazing sun rays and could see figures vanishing one by one from my sight. It was as though i had pulled off my ears from the underground. Distant voices now starting to increase, i tried harder to get back into the same from where i was being pulled up. I could see my mother running hither n thither and packing things ready for her and my brother to leave to school in time. I could see my mother scorching at me to do some work for her, which i could realise only after few more seconds and shoutings. Helping them to pack and after sending them in time, i came back and sat in the same position to get back to the same from where i was left.

Alas, i could feel as though something hit me straight on face. That was nothing but a small spark reminding me that, whatever i felt and saw was just a dream and that dream was nuthing but the impact of the "Harry Potter and Half Blood Prince" , 6th book of Harry Potter Series by J.K.Rowling. Then warming up myself and relaxing my mind and tried hard to get out of that incident that took place in that book which has affected me more than anything. Moments later, everything got settled as the daily routine took my mind out of that thoughts.

Now, time began to sped like a slow moving tortoise, so to get involved in another left out thing is the Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code. The name has its own impact, and it had nuthin more on me but very few comments and reviews by my friends and media. But now i myself started to decode the books contents. Seems interesting to come across another author of my liking after Sydney Sheldon, JKR...