Part
26
Some
days pass without any event and everything appears to be normal but
in the heart of these two friends they were feeling the lurking
danger of Hemant's ghost. On one evening Bali was quietly sitting in
his bedroom; his small daughter was playing by herself and she was
making turns around her father very playfully. Next to that spacious
bedroom there was a large balcony almost like a terrace. The little
girl was playing in all that place and was calling her father to join
her in her play. Bali was drunk to the brim and as usual was
wondering and cursing Hemant for what could happen and that is too
any time to his life. He was also wondering about how these things
that ghost could accomplish. What is that power that gives him all
that supernatural strength to do such things miraculously. He could
not explain to himself all those things those happened in last few
weeks. He was thinking to himself and cursing for what they did in
those young days. Was there no pardon? All they did was not
deliberate; he was consoling himself but that was of no effect with
what Hemant was doing to them. After all, his life was removed by
these four friends and by the law of nature it was obvious that they
deserved a punishment, tit for tat, death for death! Hemant was only
an instrument in the hands of All Mighty.
Bali
was thinking about how his death can be avoided the way Sarang got a
chance and James was killed by Sarang at the hint of Hemant. Is it
possible that Sarang will die in place of him and he gets a relief!
He told to Hemant's ghost that he was ready to kill Sarang and as
against that he be relieved from that agony of death. However, there
was no response from the ghost. It was almost 10 o'clock in the
timepiece on the wall. Little daughter of Bali was still playing her
imaginary play and in that she was running from the wall of the
terrace on the outside and the bed corner of Bali's bed. Looking to
that little shape of his daughter a very pretty girl full of
innocence, he was now worried that if he is killed by Hemant what
will happen of this little girl, who will look after her? The more he
looks to her the more he feels the pain that might have experienced
by Hemant when he died for no reason. Bali told to himself, people
play with innocent people and even cause death; why they do it? That
was a simple event of ragging in the college. Senior boys harass
junior ones and try to prove that they are more powerful but it is
all right to some extent and not to stretch it so that a fetal effect
may take place the way it happened with Hemant. Why we killed him,
what we gained by doing that? Bali for a while felt as if he was
really repenting about what he did to that young boy many years back.
At that moment he also realized that it was his initiative in
pressurizing other friend in killing him and he was the one who took
initiative of taking Hemant to the terrace of that hostel. He began
to feel that had he not insisted to do that and left Hemant there on
the ground, nothing fetal would have happened. For a while Bali felt
what is the use of all this bothering, what has happened has happened
and now there is no point in thinking on those things. However,
thoughts were pouring in his mind and that he could not stop.
Bali
continued to drink his favorite booze and that had made him almost
inebriated completely. He had however good control on him and now he
was looking to the little girl with his foggy vision. And there he
saw in place of his little daughter a small figure more like a boy,
yes he could feel that it was not his daughter but his stark enemy,
Hemant. Bali was really surprised to see Hemant in place of his
daughter and there he spontaneously shouted at him, "Hey what
you are doing here?"
Hemant
a little form was looking to him with no particular expression on his
little face. It was Hemant or the little daughter of Bali nothing was
clear at that point of time. Bali began to shout aloud and as per his
prideful temperament challenged Hemant to do what he may please and
warned him that he can do nothing to Bali. However, while making that
demand in his mind he knew that he was not powerful enough to stop
Hemant from doing what he wanted in whatever form. Nevertheless, Bali
was not going to accept defeat. All of a sudden the picture changed
and now he could clearly see his daughter standing in front of him,
having put both her little arms on her waist, she asked him to join
her in her game. Bali began to rub his eyes with his back of palm to
clear the sight and he continued to see again his daughter. Where on
earth that Hemant vanished and his daughter appeared. Inebriated that
he was he could not understand exactly what was happening.
Now
his daughter called him to come to her closer and to try to catch
her. He gets up from the bed on what he was sitting and begins to
approach her. Bali was so much inebriated that he could not walk
properly. Nevertheless, he continued walking. Faltering as he walked
but he could not continue and fell down on the floor. There he
dropped down and went into deep slumber as it always happens. That
night he had nightmare and in that he saw Hemant playing with his
little daughter. Both looked as if they were of the same age and
size. During that incubus Bali got out of it in sudden shock. He was
profusely sweating and his heart pulsating heavily. That night was
impossible for him to pass but as it became morning he called his
friend Sarang and told him that dream and asked him to say what it
means. Does it mean that this devil of Hemant is going to do harm his
little daughter also? Sarang could not say anything on that and he
only recommended that they should once again go to his tantrik friend
Bhujangnath.
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