a legend that links our family to snakes
it was mid 1991, I was carrying my first child. we were new to the town and we had telephone.
At about 12 midnight, I started feeling suffocated I was drifting on and off into sleep and dream state, when saw this beautiful golden snake, that uncoiled and tried to crawl away, but it got entangled into a web. the snake struggled a while and then gave up struggle, the snake died.
Abruptly the snake disappeared and my father’s estranged brother was telling me how he looked forward to seeing all of us play, and how he always wanted to reach out to us. Anyway it was too late now.
Next morning out of instinct I walked up to the telephone ooth and called up my uncle. Only to be told that he passed away at 12 in the night.
Interesting legend goes that everytime a child in born in our family a snake takes birth in the snake hive associated with the house. It is suppose to be our twin soul.
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