As the dawn climbed up the majestic himalayas, the sky looked amazing and beautiful. Orange light of the sun kissed the mountains and the far horizon while the night light was fading slowly. The stars were slowly vanishing as the daylight became more and more powerful. Birds starting their morning songs as roosters from the village welcoming the day. A promising start for a beautiful day as nature suddenly comes to life. Its the middle of spring and the natural feasts provided by the generous trees and shrubs are almost ready for everyone to enjoy. The variety of dishes mother nature prepares for her siblings have no ends. From fruits of all kinds, to edible vegetation for all who dwell under her reign. That includes every living creature that exists.

        Now that the darkness of the night has been defeated and the glory of a beautiful and sunny day lightens the surrounding, something is quite not right.  Not right in how the animals are behaving. A trigger perhaps, or a mystical sense of something unusual that makes all animals, insects wary of whats to come ahead. They are right there is a mystical uneasyness in the air. All the animals are heading towards the mountain pass towards higher grounds in side the thick vegetations. suddenly the grounds shake and loud rumbling sound like thunder fills the surrounding. Down by the rice paddy fields a starnge looking metalic object suddenly breaks the surface. Something real metalic and shiny is comming up. It looks like a round object with pointed ends. The ball is  as big as a cow and now is hanging suspended on the air. slowly the pointed edge starts to sinkinto the ball and a bright light shines throught the area. Unaware of the strange occurance further down in the fields, people from the village run around shouting earthquake untill they see the light shining up the sky. They follow the direction and when they reach the place there is a small basket there but no sign of the ball. Ever so careful and cautious the villagers approach the basket. As soon as they reach the basket the light stops shining.  Everyone looks at the basket but dares to open it. they look at eachother and shake their heads. No one seems brave enough to open the basket. Out from the crowd a little boy runs up and opens the basket and takes a peek. He turns around and his expresion on his face is like that of a lost person. he stands up and walks towards the mountain pass where the animals were heading. One of the man gets the strenght enough to go near and take a quick glance and then he covers his eyes and again has the same expressionless glare on his face and starts walking towards the pass. Then two more men try the same with the same results. Troubled by this strange thing the village calls for an immediate meeting under the big Pipal tree. They dont know what it is and one of them suggests that the village shamen be sent to look in the basket. After agreeing to the decision made by the village elders, the shamen prepares his turn by chanting all his mantras of protection. he calls upon all different gods for his safety. Wearing his shamen costume clad in white and peacock feathers, bells and beating his drums he approaches the basket. There he recites some more mantras and shivers with possesion of a diety, he peaks into the box, everyones eye fixed on the shamen. The shamen stands up and he too now has the same expression of nothingness and walks towards the pass. Frustated the village chief calls the village runner to send this new news to the near by town. During that couple of teenage kids peeks into the box and are seen walking towards the mountain pass.

to be contd........soon...........