My Struggle

Chapter 4 Mysterious Prelude

Chapter 4 Mysterious Prelude

The oppressive heat of the day was letting up. My second wind revitalized me and I stepped on the proverbial gas! I continued with my enlightenment of the guides as they hung on to my every word” “My friends I said, think of the The Illuminati as being a pure evil body with a shining celebrity Hollywood face that is very active in Hollywood, Bollywood and the other “me too” global movie lands whose names end in the adjective “wood”

“ I stated as a matter of fact that this is why, it’s important for us to research the past of worldly events or better still disregard it totally without the fear of being labelled as ignorant.

Our captors constantly attack us and trick us by reverting to the false narrative of the past because they control this narrative as they do all other narratives! “Forget not the quotation “he who controls the past controls the future?

I paused for a while lost in thought… thinking about the man I saw in Hyde Park, London standing on soap box with a large placard that read “What is the Word?” Mmmm I thought it makes sense because without ‘the Word’ the deception will evaporate and we will become free again as “the illusive world that has been pulled over our eyes is made to fade away if the word is no longer believed by the masses!” I brushed this thought aside and I reverted to my conversation but changed the subject by stating… “I must confess that I am a man with a keen interest in paranormal activities of all sorts. This did not deter me from making this journey, if anything. It excited me just to think of what kind of paranormal mysterious activities that I would encounter “Disappeared people without a trace!” Wow!

I figured that it could not have been the work of animals or some remains of those persons ought to have been discovered by now? Perhaps not in all cases, but at least, in one or two of them! My racing mind looked for possible everyday day explanations for this mystery, but I could think of none. The best that I could come up with was that there are paranormal activities at play! When I considered, what they had told me way back then! This information was an inspiration, as it was the single most deciding factor to reinforce my plans to proceed with this journey, whatever the outcome or cost! I realized then that the risk was a price that I found to be affordable then and now, given the unlimited options of paranormal close encounters within the dense jungle.

I remembered when I testily asked them to enlighten me about the strange occurrences that they spoke of, that occurred in the jungle. I carefully observed them. They moved about uneasy in their seats. I detected by the display of their uneasy disposition, that it was not a subject matter, which they preferred not to discuss with me. I decided to let sleeping dogs lie and quickly moved on to the focal point, which was this ‘expedition” so to speak.

The guides where not in the least happy, in regards to my decision to proceed with this original plans of venturing out across the jungles pushing on to the Nepalese border. It became obvious to moi that no amount of money would entice them to change their minds. The guides were resolute in their decision in not accompanying me through the entire journey.

I recalled them politely informing me twice as if to reinforce their initial offer and firm decision, that the best that they were prepared to do for me, was to accompany me to the halfway point, at which point we would part company and then they would return back to their respective home’s in Varanasi.

I respected their deliberated stance in all of that, “done deal,” I had exclaimed as I stuck out my hand and sealed the deal with a firm handshake!

Lost in thought I remembered leaning back in my seat as I called up the waiter and ordered another round of chai. I wondered if the Bahadur had survived the transition to jungle life?