By-lanes 09: Mood of Choladhara house, Jorhat

In By-lanes, I narrate experiences of the Serpentine journey, full of detours, diversions, tangents, and by-lanes. Name inspired by the song By-lanes by friend Lueit Parasar. Check: https://soundcloud.com/adimachine/

In my earlier post  I was narrating how because of my mobile malfunction I couldn't take any snaps to capture the Serpentine, shady ambience of our uncles/ ancestral Choladhara house. However, later after chanting Rahu Ketu mantras, a roundabout solution presented itself. I took snaps from my aunt Bulas mobile and blue-toothed each one separately/ individually to my mobile. Then I  transferred the images from my mobile to the PC. Aunt Bula's Nokia mobile camera is a bit blurry but this "mistake" captured perfectly, the cloudy TENEBROUS, hazy serpentine atmosphere of the house. EVEN in broad daylight. With the Serpentine Lords, the erratic mistakes, the offshoots, detours, by-lanes become the indispensable organic part of the intended objective. Thanks to the Serpentine Lords, I could for the first time capture the tenebrous ambience, the shady tangential, serpentine by-lane energy of the Choladhara house. Thru the  images below..

 

By-lanes 08: Choladhara house, Jorhat

In By-lanes, I narrate experiences of the Serpentine journey, full of detours, diversions, tangents, and by-lanes. Name inspired by the song By-lanes by friend Lueit Parasar. Check: https://soundcloud.com/adimachine/

Late late night, 1:30 am, 11oct, Thursday, uncles/ancestral house at Choladhra, Jorhat. Reached here late evening. While coming on the bus, began chanting Vishnu's Meen Avatar mantra for the first time. To amplify and boost Ketu energies. And later Varaha Avatar mantra to boost Rahu energies.
 Later reaching Jorhat went for a dinner with my uncle and aunt. It was formal but the style of chicken and pulao was forgotten, ancient, colonial. I suddenly became ravenous. The taste opened a doorway into a forgotten world.
Now at the tenebrious ambience of our Choladhara house. Lying in the NE room typing.  Wanted to click a zillion gothic snaps of the night ambience of this house, but the camera stopped working. Typically unpredictable of the Serpentine energies. Now, its upto my word to express the thick, inky, tenebrous gloom late at night, in this house. All around me, the energy of objects seeped in the ancient dust of forgotten yesterdays. This house has had a long history of religion, magic, occult. And the thick inky darkness prevalent in the air carries the aura/ vibration/ shadows of those residual vibrations. Of  sacred secrets lost in time. It's so perfect that this Pitri/ Preta pakshya finds me lurking in the shadowy gloom of my ancestral roots. Inside the tenebrous gothic gloom of the Choladhara house. Inside here, my sensations go haywire, I become infused with a zombie/ animal energy. There's an electrifying eroticism in the nighttime silence of this house. Also the blood curdling terror of residual spirits. Strange sounds and sensation that make your skin crawl. An extreme mixture of Terror and Carnality. Whenever in the past I've landed up here, it has always led to late, late nights. And me up all night, coping/ working with some form of raw primitive magick. This is the first time I'm blogging live from my occult roots @  Choladhara house. Again some strange noises outside/ on the roof. Hope I live to see the light of day...!!!!  
Thanks to the Serpentine Lords for allowing me to narrate such shady Serpentine by-lanes, so primordial to my being...