Santa Claus is coming tonight

Santa Claus is coming tonight Chap 133- Fear as a lighthouse

Please note that this story is purely a work of fiction and all names, characters, places, events and locales are either a product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictous manner. Any resemblance to any event and/or person living and/or dead is purely coincidental. We do not intend on offending any race, religion or community.



Fear is often the gateway to our dreams. It looks like the old cracked door of a haunted castle which we dare not enter but once we make that bold move we realise that the castle looks very much like the land of our dreams. Those cobwebs which look so disgusting can be dusted off pretty easily. Spiders then run for their lives as we aim at them with the broom. The web of confusion too can be dusted off once inspired action hits at it like a shooting star with a powerful healing intensity.”

Nisha was listening patiently to her Dad’s words as she held her phone with shaking hands. She had called him up to ask him about certain financial issues but their conversation had deviated to an entirely different zone. Her Dad was sharing with her some of his experiences as a child when he was afraid to go on a summer camp  because one of the senior guys had once beaten him up. He told Nisha how as a child of thirteen he dared to go on that trip with faith in his heart and courage in his mind. He even dared to participate in a three legged race despite of being threatened several times. Ultimately, he not only won the race but his partner in the race was so pleased with his courage that they became the best of friends. He earned a trophy, he earned a friendship and he even gained the trust of his schoolmates who then believed in him.

“That was really brave of you,”Nisha told him.

“You see,” her father spoke,” Fear isnt our enemy. Its a signboard to our inner calling.”

Arjun was busy preparing the content for his next workshop. He had decided to talk about the feminine energy this time. As a young man, he was so driven by the “go getter” masculine energy that he found it really hard to slow down and receive. If it hadnt been for his Grandma’s letter, he would have been still angry at his fate. He wanted to help men and women develop a closer connection with the soft spark of feminine wisdom within them, the same wisdom which tells you to take a nap when  you are too tired, the same wisdom which makes you add a little chocolate to your cup of milk, that same wisdom which reminds you to sit by the fire and release all haunting thoughts on to a journal. He wanted all to feel connected with the light of feminine energy within them.

“What did you tell Nisha then?” asked Vivan storming into the room,” Diya just called up and said that they have accepted Mr. Nishant’s offer. I dont really like the sound of it. What if they get into trouble?”

“Thats the reason we are hosting a series of workshops for the guests of “The Babblebrook Hotel” starting right this weekend,” Arjun spoke with a smile upon his face.

“What the……..” Vivan didnt know what to say,” But how did this happen? And will they pay us?”

“Nineteen thousand rupees for every ninety minute worshop,”said Arjun,” Our rising popularity at “The Bloomwik candle store” attracted them and they made this offer.”

“That sounds pretty interesting!”said Vivan putting on his tie,” Do the girls know about this?”

“Not yet,” said Arjun,” But I am sure that Nisha wouldnt really mind me spying upon her. I am quite sure that she has gotten herself into some sort of trouble she doesnt wish to speak about.”

“I see,” thought Vivan,” First Nisha sends you a fake letter to cheer you up and now you are so concerned about her. Twin flames turning into soulmates is what it seems. I hope that all turns out well this time. I wonder what will be Diya’s reaction when she sees us there!”



By Kairavi

Namaste my loves. Do join me on my journey to embrace the healing power of nature and love to better our lives and fulfill our dreams.

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