The Intruder --a true story

                                                                                   Photo by Isai Ramos on Unsplash

Hey there,

So this happened last evening, and I am reporting verbatim as the events unfolded.

The sun was blazing outside. Sweltering Indian summer with scorching temperatures that make you believe you can fry an egg on the sidewalk. The heat was the kind that makes you want to indulge in a hearty meal (rice, dal and mango pickle, yum!)  and then curl up in bed with the air conditioner on. 

But how could I sleep? I had started this blog marathon and wanted a swanky new header. I was  engrossed in  designing it (did you notice it?) trying various  layout and fonts to get a visually pleasing one.
As I sat diligently working, from the corner of my eye, I sensed a movement on my balcony. My balcony overlooks a field of flowers and is framed by dense green foliage. The tree branches sway in the breeze which is something I am familiar with and used to. However, the movement that I sensed wasn't the branches. I looked up from my laptop towards the balcony, Then I froze. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There was someone on the balcony and he was staring right into my eyes.

He possessed an aura of intrigue and enigma, his movements fluid and calculated, as if he had mastered the art of silent grace. Cloaked in a fully  brownish khaki attire, he blended effortlessly into the shadows that the trees cast, his eyes gleaming with an intellect that seemed beyond the realm of ordinary beings. He didn't move at all. He stood still looking at me. I felt like his presence had put me in a trance and I stared back at him, immobile.

I could sense that his demeanor exuded an air of untamed independence, as if he were a lone wolf, venturing into uncharted territories. The flicker of curiosity danced in his gaze, hinting at a mind brimming with secrets and tales untold. His eyes were unblinking. His presence was both captivating and unsettling.

From the depths of my mind, a feeble voice warned me that he was an intruder. He could be dangerous. It urged me to act. If he was audacious enough to appear on my balcony in broad daylight, nothing prevented him from breaking the glass door that was separating him from me. My brain sensing my reluctance to act, conjured up visions of Jeffrey Dahmer. It was terrifying. Instincts of self preservation kicked in and then I screamed.

I shouted for my son who was in his bedroom on the ground floor. My sudden scream seemed to have startled and shocked him because he turned around and left. By now I had gathered my wits about me and I reached out for my phone. If I were to report him I had to snap a picture. I followed him out to the balcony just as he was fleeing. I managed to snap a picture.
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Isn't he the cutest? :)
He disappeared as fast as he had come. I was hoping to catch a glimpse of him again, but no luck so far.
I shall keep you posted.

Love
Preeti

ps: Come back tomorrow for a new post. If you enjoyed reading this one you will like my book Love a Little Stronger which is a collection of true stories from my life.