I usually try to avoid putting up silly events from my daily grind. But the one you are about to read is in no way silly. Its more like an episode of the Twilight Zone.
I was boiling eggs for today's dinner when I heard a soft clicking sound from the kitchen. I was afraid we had rats or some other infestation and so went closer to check. From up close it sounded more like chirping. It was coming from the vessel I was boiling eggs in. I lifted it up and checked if there was anything behind it.
Nothing.
On top of that when I lifted the vessel the chirping increased. There was no doubt; the sound was coming from the eggs. But how? Was there a chick in there? I quickly drained the water.
The chirping stopped. I took the eggs/chick in a shell and checked it against a light but couldnt see anything. I tried shaking it, all the while imagining a tiny chick getting knocked around in the shell. But I didn't feel anything solid inside them. There was nothing in them that could have made that sound. I was confused for a second. I finally cracked open all of them to convince myself.
After reading all this you might think that I am crazy. I thought so too. I think every once in a while we are faced by such a profound experience that we question the world around us. We ask if we really know whats going on and if something slipped under the veal of reality and manifested in front of you. My tryst with the phantom chick was such a moment.
Also let me clarify that I didn't steal the eggs from some farm. It came from a store where they are supposed to sell unfertilized eggs. So in retrospect I see that there was no way a chick could have been in there. Consider also the fact that the eggs might have been in packaging for several weeks. There is however this. May be the chick was just floating through this space when I heard the sound.
