I found myself standing at a large staircase with dim lighting .It was so dark that I could not look even an inch ahead of me. I tried to adjust my vision according to the light but to vain, I rubbed my eyes again to find some kind of light in them to see where I actually was.
After what felt like an eternity I rested my back to the wall on my left and let my heart calm for a while so that I might be able to see where I was and what actually I was doing here.
After calming my heart and trying to recall everything what was happening I tried to focus on one particular thing at a time. I looked ahead of me to find dark hallway with no sign of life there. I tried looking in other direction where I saw stairs going downwards with same darkness surrounding it. I willed my legs to stand up and after a lot of efforts I was actually able to will myself to stand properly with the help of a wall.
I rested my one hand on the wall beside me and started to walk upwards to see the place and to find someone I might ask for help.
I kept on walking until I reached the hallway.
"Is there anyone?" I heard a click behind me, so I quickly wiped my head in that direction. But I found no one there. I again turned and continued my stroll in the hall. In this portion, instead of darkness there was actually some light, so I was able to see different designs of snakes drawn over them. I slowed down my pace and looked at the painting of a large cobra who was strangling a petite woman. She seemed to be in a lot of trouble and pain.
"Sss," I stopped dead in the track at the strange sound. I slowly looked around to see the same cobra sitting on the edge of the hallway but not one this time there were a lot, terrified I felt myself freeze there.
My mind , my conscience was shouting at me to do something but I could not. I was not able to do something. I felt myself Helpless. The bigger one was suddenly at my feet at which I shrieked, "Ahhhhhh!"
Screaming, I hurriedly turned around to free myself from all this trouble. But there I saw something way more traumatic than my own death.
"Mumm," I sobbed. I sobbed when I saw an anaconda strangling my own mother in the same way the snake was strangling that woman. I found myself running towards her. But that did nothing to stop the anaconda it kept on moving in circles around mom's neck.
"Puh-please, pl-ease stop it, " I again begged helplessly but that did nothing to stop it. It was not long until I saw my mother's lifeless eyes, and then suddenly that snake bared its teeth and started to pierce it in her neck,
"NOOOO!" I shouted sitting up in my bed.
I wiped away the drops of cold sweat on my forehead. I looked around me to see myself in my small dorm room with nothing in it other than my bag and some clothes that I own.
"Thank God," I said putting a hand on my heart to feel my escalating heart beat. "Thank God that was just a dream. Mom is okay. She is in the hospital. She is okay." I tried to reassure myself with a very weak nod.
As the realization occured to me I slowly moved out of my blankets and made my way towards the bathroom I had in my room attached to it. I stood in front of the small basin and washed my face again and again with the cold water. After finally cooling down myself I looked at my reflection in the mirror to see the same dead soul looking at me with thousands of unsaid emotions and number of feeling with Helplessness dominating all of them. I closed my eyes again and made my way out of it.
I poured myself a cup of water and took some books with me to my bed to study for something or may be to write something. I didn't know what to do I just wanted to take my thoughts off of the heart-wrenching footage of that snake wrapping itself around my mother. I needed something to get off my concentration from those lifeless eyes. Those were shouting at me to do something to save her, but I did nothing. I could not. I was useless, I was helpless. But why it has to be me?
I sobbed softly at myself and picked up my pen to write, and in few seconds I found myself absorbed in my own world again.
"I feel helpless yet again in my own small world, though I don't know what to do. I need my mother by my side , I want to save her, but yet again I don't know how to. I again feel myself trapped in the small cell of my Helplessness.
The only thing I know right now is that my only goal is to do everything in my power to save her as she did, as she cared for me when I needed her. I know that I need to be strong, and that is what I'm gonna do."
I pledged myself to visit my mom in the morning and to see her smile. I just had to see her once to calm my heart and to feel at ease.
"I'll probably go see her tomorrow," I mumbled to myself and slid in my blankets again, closed my eyes and let the dreamless slumber take me away.