The cave of omens

Will be going to follow my ethics and virtues, and go to the class again, this time everything was alright except still in Black and white. Soon the classes were over and I headed back to my hostel room, on the way back there was a furnace flaming rage outside of a mess, walking a few steps forward I heard the noise of children playing in a park, I took a glance and remembered the incident happened today morning, when I was in the park around 5:30 am , heard a loud sound of a bike, peaked over the boundary wall of the park, saw two mask man on it in high speed throwing something in a residential house. I was a bit suspicious, but I didn't bother much.

then, I went to the hostel mess for lunch. i wasn't sure about the things going on around me, I was very suspicious that something was going to happen.

then as usual I went to rest and continued my daily schedule. During the evening walk in the park, I was searching for some kind of Omen to have a certain theory on what's wrong here. As i was totally Numb and couldn't feel any emotions

eventually i figured out one theory named 'cessation to zero' , according to this theory it is the ending process that will lead to my end or reduce my existence to zero, this is due to a major effect of the law of attraction and getting lost in depression because of the new surroundings leading to fear of uncertainty, fear of missing out from the real school life and old relation use to have in the town, all over i was still alone in my battle with my own self and everything. Everything seems good and well till the sun sets, after dinner. the scariest time of the day, the night, when the lights are off it's dark and I try to sleep peacefully that's when I encounter the fearsome side of myself, my 'thoughts'. they were scariest as hell and as painful as somebody stabbing my chest with a digger a hundred times per second. Couldn't sleep properly lost in the thoughts, sometimes hoping and praying to God to not wake up tomorrow (dying at night). But it never happened, and I'm still alive.

I have very little human interaction in my life now, I prefer to stay silent in most places. I am a very introverted person, sometimes it is very difficult to explain my feelings or emotions or what I want to say. This led to the emergence of poetic interests. I started writing poems as they are not very easy to understand yet smooth and pleasant. Now my lone self is replaced by the poet inside me, for me female interactions were more arduous as I was in my teenage and observing people getting into relationships. It was surely awful.

I somehow accepted that I am going to be alone my whole life,

That's why becoming very cold-hearted day by day, Showing no emotions or feelings. 

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The announcement at the railway station, the crowd started to get to their positions, to board the train as soon as the train stopped, I closed my book, packed up my bag, and stood up. 

( The colors were back) Time passes by, I reached my town where my family was waiting for me, on my birthday I went to visit a forest or wildlife sanctuary we can say which was there in the middle of the city near the lake, then to a place where there were cave paintings of pre historic mans around 10,000 yrs ago, I found many thousands of paintings, of different era there on the huge rocks more than 10m long as they call it rock shelter paintings, there was a painting that took my attention it was a scene of some kind of death ceremony rituals and there were some flag man in that painting , I was wondering how do they managed to make flags 10,000 yrs ago but as I looked closely the paint and the pose of each of them was slightly different paint colour and I understood it was semaphore ( cryptic language) actually since childhood I love to decipher codes and mysterious things , when I deciphered it, I was horrified the message it states 'cessation of Ashby' , the thing I deducted was that it is not more than two hundred yrs old because the cessation word is itself has Latin roots not more than 500yrs old and the semaphore was just 210 yrs old . But there were no connections to be made, the whole trip I was just thinking about the incident, but after coming back I didn't have much time myself because this time I was giving Olympiads which was just twenty days ahead after Diwali I went to collect my belongings and permanently shifted in my town.