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A feeling that most of us believe in other worlds and in the possibility of some of these worlds are fiercely evil took over me today. It is a different matter altogether that this realisation dawned on me in the middle of watching a superhero movie. I turned to my friend during the movie and said, “Why aren’t any of these humans ever surprised when an alien spaceship crashes or strange creatures start shooting at them? They just start running in the opposite direction like they know trouble has landed.” Before she could respond, I said in high-pitched excitement, “We all believe in outer space creatures!”

She laughed and we went back to watching the movie.

But I couldn’t shrug off the thought. So many of us go to watch these movies, read these fantasies, watch these TV shows. It is a bit about entertainment and even a bit about ‘getting away from all things real’. There just has to be something more to it. What makes us connect to these superheroes and their mostly immortal lives?

I have always leaned towards the belief that we aren’t the only species in the universe. This mostly comes from the fact that I imagine the other worlds are more fun and when I tire of this one, I will move to another planet. Or at least take a vacation there.

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I was exhausted, tired and many other words that meant the same thing. I imagined ways to relieve the stress I felt.

a) I could go bungee jumping. It looks so liberating.

b) I could go swimming. The combination of the water and the strokes calmed me down.

c) I could go for a dance class. People have vouched for the stress busting that dancing is. Though I have two left feet so that could be further exhausting.

I couldn’t do any of them immediately so I decided to take a walk on the beach. I rang a friend who lived by the beach and asked her to meet me at our secret spot. On one of our walks, just like this one, we had found a secluded spot on the stretch of rocks from which you got a clean shot of the sea. It was a peaceful spot to be in. I was too restless to just sit and watch the waves. I needed an adrenaline rush to calm myself down. She saw the look in my eyes and didn’t fight me. Knowing my urge, she merely took my phone, keys and watched as I took a dive directly from the rocks into the sea. The water was shallow and the current wasn’t strong yet. 

After doing this twice, I resorted to climbing back up the rocks and drying off in the sun. She laughed hysterically as shook my hair to dry it out. I am positive I finally looked at ease. We, then, sat there and stared at the waters for a while.

“You must come with a disclaimer,” she said after a long silence, “Don’t do this with anyone else. They will declare you crazy.”

I just smiled at her. Some friends understood.