Before you get yourself all tangled up in believing enthusiastically that this has something to do with Harry Potter, let me make it clear by pointing out that this is merely a thought thread which has kept my fear of the dark directly proportional to the figments of my imagination, whose roots are bound quite firmly, intact over my entire life of conscious living and my constant struggle to overcome, overlook and seek beyond the fear and embrace darkness as is.
From a very young age, we all are victims of the dark - even though nothing really happens; Victims not of the dark really, but to the mere fear of it - that which has been instilled in our over cautious brains by our parents from the time we come to our senses.
Over the years, monsters and spirits have haunted me during the times of power failures, lonely nights when I was too little to reach for the light switch, making it absolutely disastrous for a girl with intense imaginations and a brain that works to defend these nonexistent monsters with chanting of mantras to mental martial arts.
The realization that I finally grew up to overcome my fear was when I could bring myself to a conscious state where I could be rational enough to argue with my fears, move about my house in pitch darkness to accomplish what I set out for - say, a glass of water perhaps.
With a brain that is constantly waging a war with irrationalities of life, I've come to conclude that there is an absolute beauty in darkness, an inexplicable volume of self awareness in it's silence, an astonishing judgement to our ability in adapting to our surroundings in sudden, random disappearances of light.
While darkness has so much to offer us, why do we always find ourselves running away from it? Finding absolute peace with the spark that emits from the striking of a tiny match stick, seeking literal warmth from a lean candle, or finding yourself stuck to that part of your house that reflects light from a neighbors' UPS, hanging on to one's mobile phone and knowing 'all izz well' with the light shining from it's tiny screen. Why does one seek safety in light while darkness does no harm whatsoever?
The fear of darkness is hackneyed. It's time for you to turn those lights off and wander off into the realm of a moonless night, conquer it, perhaps?
