it was my habit from my childhood
i ran  out from my home in evenings
i traveled  very  Licentiously
my mother told me
"come back to home  before  the evening time "
my mother told me
"dancing witches  and devils comes downs in evening "
"please you should come back to home at time "
but after all i went out
i ran from home
in the empty streets , lanes
on the roads
i wandered on graves
it was my wish
to see that body-less spirits
to meet a shadow
to see them dancing
how they changes their shapes
and reappears
i wanted  to see my self running  in scare
i wanted to tell all those dreadful stories to my friends and fellows
"ghosts " " they look like this and that "

but i had never seen
nor their dance
but today after a long
when ever  evenings starts
wind blows slowly
darkness starts rising in my yard
i started feeling scary
phantoms of my sadness
and shadows of my memories
souls of my loved ones comes down to me
they makes huge noises
their voices gives too much  pain to my ears
and then in this fear
i remained scary
and dreadful
they all dance ghastly
now i feels UN-comfort in evenings
now sometimes i laugh on myself ,on my childish wish
now i remember what my mother told me  once
now
"when ever evenings starts haunting souls  and witches comes down "
"those  witches dance
very dreadfully
come back to home at time  ... my dear "