' I live on the top floor and I know there isn't anyone on the terrace'
This isn't a new occurrence.
That which I'm about to divulge today.
This has been going on since the time we moved into this house from years back.
'The ceiling fans in my house start talking after a while.'
Yeah. They start talking. You wouldn't realize, feel or even listen the first few months and in some cases not ever notice it.
But there are some who hear it and that's me and my brother.
It doesn't happen everyday or at one at a time. It can happen just anytime to any ceiling fan that you happen to be under your living room.
It might be middle afternoon, and you're alone in a sort of cooled room in this heat, and you happen to switch on a fan and get back to your regular mundane..could be anything.typing, eating, reading or just lazing someplace where you can hear the fan overhead and know it's spinning.
You're about your work and you realize you can hear something from very far off, you don't know what it is. Could be the blades of the fan, and you rest with that. Of course the blades of the fan are the ones making the noise you hear, but in that noise somewhere from a tunnel you can hear a voice.
You know its coming from some space between the blades of the fan just when they're about to splice through air, it's from that far..but it's there and you continue to singularly try and hear that..you're doing your work sure, but you tune your chochlear nerve to listen to that one sound and drown out the noise. You listen to that sound which started as a garble from a distant mile now turn into noises that are emitted out of signals that are trying to speak.
The ceiling fans are filtering out radio like noise in sentences in a sexless signal tone. There are words, but none that you can decipher, because the signals are not very clear. The sentences are still a garble but can pick up the voice and that there are some words coming out in an unvarying
broadcasting tone.
They're coming in a hum but they're there and the more you listen on intently the more you can hear. The words still a mush but the voices distinct broadcasts of spoken words in signal tones.
What? what? you listen in deep, what can I hear, and after a while it gets so loud, and still undecipherable. The words bleary, indiscernible. But it's there alright. You can hear it and now it's scary.
'I can hear something, what is it? who's there? what's going on?' and now I can't drown that sound in the noise of my house. I could hear the ceiling fan noise, but now I hear voices too, and it gets so eerie that I turn off the fan.
When I turn it on after a while, I listen hard, intent, attentive, concentrated and I hear nothing.
Nothing at all.
It'd have nothing to say for days or even weeks..until suddenly you're off sleeping in your bedroom and suddenly somewhere between just about to sleep and still almost awake you hear that noise.
