On 29 November 2008, I was attending a marriage at Ferozepur. I got a call on my mobile from my youngest sister from Himachal Pardesh asking me if everything was Ok at ancestral home where my father had been living with my two younger brothers and their families. I asked her the reason for this funny question. She blurted out that she had got our DEAD MOTHER in her dreams. Our mother had told her that she had come to take away our father with her. I just dismissed it and carried on enjoying the drinks. I returned to Chandigarh in the morning of 30th November 2008. In the evening, I got a call from my youngest brother, around 1733 hours, about the sad demise of our father. I had been with my father just three days before i.e. 27th November 2008. He was OK--there were no signs of any problem, though he was unable to walk due to knee problem since long.
My father expired almost one year after my mother had left for her heavenly abode. She had bid us all good-bye on 22 October last year. On 01 December 2008, we carried out the last rites of our father. On 02 December 2008, I carried his mortal remains to Haridwar to immerse them in the GANGES and returned to my village in the early hours of 03 December 2008. A function is carried out on the 10th day after death---it is called DASNAHAN (10th DAY BATH). As it was TUESDAY on the 10th day, i.e. December 9, 2008, it was decided to pre-pone it by one day. It was organised on the morning of 8th December 2008. Same day, in the evening, around 1915 hours,I was sitting with my brothers and cousins in the drawing room of our ancestral house. We were all seated on the floor. We were discussing HINDUISM. My cousin, HARSH VARDHAN, who is a school teacher, had read my article on HINDUISM on Sulekha. He chided me that I had reproduced the words of my father in verbatim. We started discussing. Suddenly, then, I get a call on my mobile. It was a 'missed call' from an unknown number. I dialed out the number. I got the reply,"THIS NUMBER DOES NOT EXIST".
Precisely then, a thought came to my mind to record our discussion. I had this MOTOROLA mobile---touch phone---which can take video clips. I started taking the clip. As soon as I started, I saw two lights flickering in front of my cousin HARSH VARDHAN. They were something like the tips of a burning candle. I started following the flickering lights---without knowing what were they--not suspecting anything. I moved the camera focus towards the cemented Almirah in the wall. At this precise moment, a white shadow light comes out of the embedded CEMENTED ALMIRAH and moves towards the mantle on the wall where my father and mother's portraits were kept. The white shadow stops in front of my father's photo and it is almost joining hands to pay respect to it. I was recording all this unconsciously. I took a second video clip. At this point of time, I asked HARSH, my cousin, "OYE, BILOO, TERE SAAMNE YEH DO LIGHT KYA JAL RAHI HAI. (Hey Biloo, what are these two light in front of you.)". He responded quickly, " KONSI LIGHTS? KUCHH NAHI HAI. "What lights? There is nothing here.)". I immediately stopped taking the clip and looked at Harsh with naked eyes. There was nothing. We were surprised.
I, thereupon, called HARSH to see it through the camera. He saw it and was stunned. My youngest brother, who is a science lecturer, thought I was playing a prank on them and he rubbished it. I called him out to see it. When he came to see there was nothing being seen now other than the two photos and the cupboard. We took this video clip too. We compared the three video clips and got surprised. The first video clip clearly shows a WHITE SHADOW EMERGING FROM BEHIND THE CEMENTED ALMIRAH EMBEDDED IN THE WALL--going towards my PARENTS PORTRAITS and POSTURING AS IF PAYING RESPECT TO MY LATE FATHER. It also lights up my father's photo. I do not know what is it. But it has been recorded on my MOTOROLA MOBILE. The second clip has also recorded the same things but there is nothing of the white shadows in the third clip. It only shows blank cupboard and the clear two portraits of my parents. Whoever I have shown these clips, they agree that it were my father's and mother's souls who had visited us. It seems to me too. You are welcome to see these clips on my mobile.I am embedding two relevant clips at the end. One contains a WHITE shadowy figure the other is absolutely clear:-
The first clip (1208_191312.3gp) gives out;-
My brotherASHOK and another cousin sitting on my LEFT---next to the bed, followed
by BILOO(Harsh Vardhan--my Cousin) in front and my youngest brother KRISHAN on RIGHT of BILOO. All of us are seated on the ground. kindly note:-
TWO flickering lights in front my cousin HARSH VARDHAN (BILOO)
A white SHADOWY figure coming from the cemented CUPBOARD and bowing in front of the portrait of my father.
Also note the DOUBLE FACE on the PHOTO FRAME of my father.
The second clip(1208_192441.3gp) 30 seconds later gives out a clear
picture of my FATHER and Mother's portrait and also the CUPBOARD in the
WALL. The flame initially in this clip is on my right. It is of the POOJA performed in the evening. It was on my right when I took the of first clip. It does figure in the first clip also---when I am surveying the room.
My father was a very spiritual and a well-informed person on Hindu way of life. He was a self taught man and he could enchant you with his deep knowledge of VEDAS, PURANAS and other religious SCRIPTURES of HINDUS-yet he was NOT an orthodox Hindu. He would examine everything critically and, if convinced, he minced no words in advocating it.
While people flocked to him to seek knowledge, I always debated with him on certain rigidities of Hinduism. He would always dismiss them as aberrations of time. It was he who convinced me that HINDUISM was not a RELIGION---it was a way of life. It was he who explained to me the difference between the ENGLISH word "RELIGION" and the SANSKRIT word "DHARMA". According to him, the word RELIGION was a mere PYGMY before Sanskrit word DHARMA. I will like to explain his mind briefly .
Religion was RITUALISATION of TEMPORAL PRACTICES and PROCEDURES. It was a WESTERN thought. This is why PROGRESSIVE WESTERN thinkers evolved and coined the term "SECULARISM"------------the separation of RITUALS and GOVERNANCE-------which encapsulated RESPONSIBILITIES and DUTIES along with social DOs and DONTs. Oriental thinkers, according to him, developed an INTEGRATED view of HUMAN EXISTENCE. Buddhism, Jainism, Sikhism, Sufism---they all take an integrated view of HUMAN EXISTENCE. They never define it in a structured and a layered manner. RELIGION IS A PART OF THE WHOLE AND NOT "THE WHOLE" ITSELF.
The ORIENTAL THINKERS subordinated the TEMPORAL PRACTICES to overall existence. They never separated RITUALS and GOVERNANCE. They CODIFIED it as a way of life. They allowed these codes to develop, modify, grow and alter as the time passed by. This is the meaning of DHARMA, he would insist. He did not see any rigidity in these codes as part of DHARMA. He described DHARMA as a "GROWING CONCEPT" and a "philosophy on- the- move". There was no "ABSOLUTISM" about DHARMA as it was not RIGID. The biggest trait of DHARMA, he reckoned, was its FLEXIBILITY and ADAPTABILITY with the changing TIMES. He used to emphasise that customs and traditions; ethos and norms;values and moralities of DHARMA must alter and modify to suit the diktats of changing times.
To him, to change with the changing times was also a DHARMA. All this is not acceptable within the confines of RELIGION--which is founded on the philosophy of "DOGMATISED TRUTH" and ABSOLUTISM--no scope for debate and discussion. According to him only three things were absolute---i.e. BIRTH, DEATH and "GOD INSIDE YOU". It is this "GOD INSIDE YOU" which exists in a FORMLESS MANNER after your DEATH. "THIS", he said, "WAS ALSO CALLED SOUL".
He would explain as we were all created by god out of his own divine-self---we ought to have his elements within us. And the element of god never dies. This was our soul. All other things about BIRTH, DEATH and GOD were just man made myths. HIS OFT-REPEATED REFRAIN TO US WAS LISTEN TO THE "GOD INSIDE YOU" and NOT TO THE "GODMEN".
He often stated that RELIGION, in isolation, was akin to HERD-PSYCHOLOGY of ANIMALS--no better, no less. According to him, if religion was to be useful and purposeful HUMAN ACTIVITY, it must be loaded with responsibilities, duties and social codes defining collective living in a harmonious manner. In other words, "religion" must become "Dharma". In our parlance, DHARMA is our way of life as per our physical, social, geographical and climatic environments. He would often say, " When you add 'language and living-style' to Dharma---it becomes CULTURE" . By living-style he meant, food habits,dresses, customs, traditions and physical characteristics.
Many years ago, we had a lengthy debate on the EXISTENCE OF SOUL AFTER DEATH. Despite my beliefs on REBIRTH and KARMIC THEORY, I had always reluctantly accepted their existence. I always wanted some scientific evidence. My father would always chide me by saying that I had to first remove the clutter in my mind created by my WESTERN EDUCATION. We had a heated argument on this. The year was 1974. He had then said, if GOD ALLOWS HIM A CHANCE HE WOULD RISE FROM HIS ASHES TO GIVE ME MY PROOF, ONE DAY. IS THIS THE PROOF, he is giving?
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Wednesday, December 24, 2008
A STRANGE LOVER!
In the month of November, the sun sets at about 1745 hours around Chandigarh. The weather was not so lively on the fifteenth day of November 2008.
It was drizzling. Also, a strong wind was blowing. Sumesh was sitting alone in the balcony of his house. It was total darkness because there was regular evening cut of electricity supply in the town. Sumesh was worried about his wife who had gone for shopping with his daughter to the market. He was contemplating whether to go to the market to pick them or not. Lazily , he started looking for his mobile to contact his wife to know her exact location in the market. The shopping complex of 17 Sector Chandigarh is a huge open market plaza. It is not easy to search someone there. He got up to locate his mobile phone-------.
Suddenly then, a voice resonated his ears," Do you believe in ghosts?" It seemed a familiar voice. How familiar , he was soon to find out. She was there, right behind him ,when he turned back.
Sumesh had almost shrieked when he saw her face. Yes, it was this girl at his back whom he knew ages back .
He said in a hysterical tone, " Yes, S--u---m--a--n what are you doing here?"
" I was just passing by, when I saw you alone with this damn glass", Suman was explaining.
" But you are dead--you died some 34 years back", he was shaking with fear.
" Yes, I did-- but now I am out to set things right." she stated falling over him.
" Set things right? What had gone wrong? You mean there was something fishy in your death." Sumesh questioned her.
" A lot had gone wrong after you deserted me --you coward!" Suman replied while leaning on to Sumesh.
" What do you mean by calling me a coward? It was not deliberately done. we were just school kids when we had met. It was a mere infatuation and NOT love, you silly old woman" Sumesh responded.
" No, it was not mere infatuation---we had made promises to each other. It were you who had been mad for me" Suman reminded him, while falling on Sumesh.
" Enough. OK, fine. But do not fall on me; please stay away from me" Sumesh almost shouted.
" You stupid idiot! Do not shout; people will think you are mentally unsound because no one can see me" Suman gave him a mouthful.
" Yea, it is dark --no one can see you but how can I see you?" he said in panic.
" It is because I love you sweet heart!." Suman said emphatically.
" If you had loved me, then, why did you marry that man ---what was his name----Kranti", Sumesh became nostalagic.
"After we left the school, I joined the college---RK Arya College for the Girls-- You never came back" Suman intimated remoarsefully.
"I know that. My father was posted out of Ambala and I went away to Jallandhar. From there I joined the NATIONAL DEFENCE ACADEMY", Sumesh stated.
" I waited and waited for you--hoping that you would keep your promises but you did not. I did my graduation. Thereafter, I joined the PCS cadre and was posted at Gurdaspur---where I met that man Kranti Kumar, IAS, whom I married. He put up an act of desperate love and I fell for it", Suman had further given the input.
"He and his parents were greedy. They were lured by the affluence of my father. They saw in me a hen that laid golden eggs. When I refused to comply with their demands, the love had vanished. He started ill-treating me. I was accused of extra-marital affairs with my subordinates. I vehmently questioned them on my character assasination. This led to daily skirmishes in our married life." Suman had said everything so easily.
"How did you die? I suppose it was complications in your pregnancy" Sumesh asked matter of factly.
"No, No!! I was poisoned during delivery. He manipulated with the doctors. I breathed last when I was in the labour room" Suman clarified.
" You mean to say Mr. XXXXX, the ex-Chief Secretary of XXXXX is actually a murderer at large. He manipulated with the doctors being the Deputy Commissioner of Gurdaspur in those days. It is strange. He is such a respected man in the society--no one can think of such CRIMINALS IN WHITES" Sumesh showed his surprise.
" Yea, the visible INNOCENCE IS MOST OFTEN VERY DECEPTIVE and it does not give a true picture of a real person." Suman stated.
" I agree. OFTEN, WHITE COLLAR CRIMINALS GET AWAY FROM THE CLUTCHES OF LAW, while simple folks pay for their crime" Sumesh amplified.
" Exactly, while I was poisoned by the doctor during my labour pains--a poor NURSE was made the scape goat for UTTER NEGLIGENCE and punished. It was so cleverly done that the poor nurse had to lose not only her job but spend some five years behind bars. I saw all this helplessly. But I have got the chance to take revenge now" Suman let out some information.
" Revenge? How? I can not see the case being reopened after so many years." Sumesh was aghast.
" You see, Ramneek, son of that NURSE SAMEEKSHA, who was falsely implicated in my alleged death by negligence, had joined IAS and is now posted as deputy Commissioner of Gurdaspur. My husband and doctor Sanjeev's wife, Seema, had illicit relations. Doctor Sanjeev learnt it one day and he threatened to expose my husband. Thereafter,Doctor Sanjeev disappeared without a trace. It was suspected that he was murdered but his body was never found. It had happened 30 years back. My husband and Seema re-married. Doctor Sanjeev's daughter REENA did not like this. She always suspected her mother and my husband's hand in her father's death. Strangely, she is married to RAMNEEK. She is more keen to get the case on her father's death re-investigated. " Suman elaborated the cross connections.
" But, how does it reopen your case, Suman?" Sumesh had questioned.
" You will soon see this. Doctor Sanjeev's soul had told her daughter, REENA, the entire story of her disappearance and alleged murder. The soul had also informed her the place where his body was burried. On Reena's insistence the case has been reopened. " Suman had said.
Precisely at this moment, Sunita, Sumesh's wife of 33 years, yelled, " Get up Sumesh, it is already 8 AM." Saying this she also pulled the quilt, too. This forced him out of his dreams. He had his morning cup of tea and began scanning the morning news paper.
Suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of a strange news item which read," THE BODY OF A MISSING DOCTOR RECOVERED AFTER 30 YEARS FROM A CANAL BANK NEAR DINANAGAR, GURDASPUR".
Sumesh read the news item and found the same information as he had got from soul of SUMAN. He was stunned. The only thing new learnt by Sumesh was that the SSP, Mrs REENA KAUSHAL, had ordered fresh investigations into the disappearance and murder mystery. The correspondent had obliquely mentioned that Mrs REENA, the SSP was also the wife of the Deputy Commissioner of Gurdaspur. The news item had also stated that in a strange coincidence the late Doctor Sanjeev was the father of present SSP.
*************************************************************************************************************************** More than a month had lapsed, when Suman's soul had met Sumesh. He had almost forgotten about the incident. It was 9 PM in the evening of 16 December 2008 when Sumesh was sitting on his laptop when a strange thing happened. Suddenly a bold message appeared on his LAP TOP as if some one was CHIT CHATTING with him.
It was something like a NEWS CHANNEL breaking NEWS. Of course, it was News but it was NEWS in ADVANCE. The BREAKING NEWS was:
"AT 0100HOURS, THIS MORNING (17 DECEMBER 2008), WHEN POLICE WENT TO ARREST Sh. KRANTI KUMAR DUGGAL, EX CHIEF SECRETARY OF HIMACHAL PRADESH, AND HIS SECOND WIFE Mrs SEEMA DUGGAL FROM THEIR RESIDENCE IN SECTOR -4 IN CHANDIGARH, FOR THEIR ALLEGED INVOLVEMENT IN A CONSPIRACY TO MURDER AND DESTROY EVIDENCE IN THE CASE OF DISAPPEARANCE OF DOCTOER SANJEEV MEHTA, SOME 30 YEARS BACK, THE COUPLE COMMITTED SUICIDE."
It was a strange phenomenon. Whatever Sumesh was trying to write, he just could not do anything. He was writing only this message. He was nonplussed. He spoke, " Suman, are you there?"
A message flashed on the screen " I am there. I will soon have my revenge. This is for your advance information"
" Suman, as you can reach anywhere, why don't you go and tell that man" Sumesh asked.
" We souls can only communicate with those people whom we love and those who are PIOUS and SAGACIOUS. We can not communicate with murderers and frauds." Suman's soul explained.
" What if I forewarn the couple?" Sumesh said.
" Try it out. Where ever you ring up that phone will be dead. You have FOUR minutes to pass on this information. Their time has come. It has been 34 years of struggle in this FORMLESS LIFE--I have to succeed now. You better prepare for your own reunion with me, now. Your time is also up. Let us go, dear. Come"
"What?" said Sumesh and collapsed.
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" Sumesh--- Sumesh----Sumesh! Come Let us have our dinner--" Sunita was shouting from the kitchen. but there was no response from Sumesh. Having been fed up with NO RESPONSE, Sunita barged into the STUDY ROOM and she found SUMESH's head on the laptop. She shook him. there was no response. She checked the pulse. it was not there. And then ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE---SHE BEGAN CRYING LOUDLY-----but the message on the computer screen was time and again flashing :
"---PREPARE FOR YOUR OWN REUNION WITH ME----YOUR TIME IS ALSO UP------LET US GO , DEAR-----COME! "
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It was drizzling. Also, a strong wind was blowing. Sumesh was sitting alone in the balcony of his house. It was total darkness because there was regular evening cut of electricity supply in the town. Sumesh was worried about his wife who had gone for shopping with his daughter to the market. He was contemplating whether to go to the market to pick them or not. Lazily , he started looking for his mobile to contact his wife to know her exact location in the market. The shopping complex of 17 Sector Chandigarh is a huge open market plaza. It is not easy to search someone there. He got up to locate his mobile phone-------.
Suddenly then, a voice resonated his ears," Do you believe in ghosts?" It seemed a familiar voice. How familiar , he was soon to find out. She was there, right behind him ,when he turned back.
Sumesh had almost shrieked when he saw her face. Yes, it was this girl at his back whom he knew ages back .
He said in a hysterical tone, " Yes, S--u---m--a--n what are you doing here?"
" I was just passing by, when I saw you alone with this damn glass", Suman was explaining.
" But you are dead--you died some 34 years back", he was shaking with fear.
" Yes, I did-- but now I am out to set things right." she stated falling over him.
" Set things right? What had gone wrong? You mean there was something fishy in your death." Sumesh questioned her.
" A lot had gone wrong after you deserted me --you coward!" Suman replied while leaning on to Sumesh.
" What do you mean by calling me a coward? It was not deliberately done. we were just school kids when we had met. It was a mere infatuation and NOT love, you silly old woman" Sumesh responded.
" No, it was not mere infatuation---we had made promises to each other. It were you who had been mad for me" Suman reminded him, while falling on Sumesh.
" Enough. OK, fine. But do not fall on me; please stay away from me" Sumesh almost shouted.
" You stupid idiot! Do not shout; people will think you are mentally unsound because no one can see me" Suman gave him a mouthful.
" Yea, it is dark --no one can see you but how can I see you?" he said in panic.
" It is because I love you sweet heart!." Suman said emphatically.
" If you had loved me, then, why did you marry that man ---what was his name----Kranti", Sumesh became nostalagic.
"After we left the school, I joined the college---RK Arya College for the Girls-- You never came back" Suman intimated remoarsefully.
"I know that. My father was posted out of Ambala and I went away to Jallandhar. From there I joined the NATIONAL DEFENCE ACADEMY", Sumesh stated.
" I waited and waited for you--hoping that you would keep your promises but you did not. I did my graduation. Thereafter, I joined the PCS cadre and was posted at Gurdaspur---where I met that man Kranti Kumar, IAS, whom I married. He put up an act of desperate love and I fell for it", Suman had further given the input.
"He and his parents were greedy. They were lured by the affluence of my father. They saw in me a hen that laid golden eggs. When I refused to comply with their demands, the love had vanished. He started ill-treating me. I was accused of extra-marital affairs with my subordinates. I vehmently questioned them on my character assasination. This led to daily skirmishes in our married life." Suman had said everything so easily.
"How did you die? I suppose it was complications in your pregnancy" Sumesh asked matter of factly.
"No, No!! I was poisoned during delivery. He manipulated with the doctors. I breathed last when I was in the labour room" Suman clarified.
" You mean to say Mr. XXXXX, the ex-Chief Secretary of XXXXX is actually a murderer at large. He manipulated with the doctors being the Deputy Commissioner of Gurdaspur in those days. It is strange. He is such a respected man in the society--no one can think of such CRIMINALS IN WHITES" Sumesh showed his surprise.
" Yea, the visible INNOCENCE IS MOST OFTEN VERY DECEPTIVE and it does not give a true picture of a real person." Suman stated.
" I agree. OFTEN, WHITE COLLAR CRIMINALS GET AWAY FROM THE CLUTCHES OF LAW, while simple folks pay for their crime" Sumesh amplified.
" Exactly, while I was poisoned by the doctor during my labour pains--a poor NURSE was made the scape goat for UTTER NEGLIGENCE and punished. It was so cleverly done that the poor nurse had to lose not only her job but spend some five years behind bars. I saw all this helplessly. But I have got the chance to take revenge now" Suman let out some information.
" Revenge? How? I can not see the case being reopened after so many years." Sumesh was aghast.
" You see, Ramneek, son of that NURSE SAMEEKSHA, who was falsely implicated in my alleged death by negligence, had joined IAS and is now posted as deputy Commissioner of Gurdaspur. My husband and doctor Sanjeev's wife, Seema, had illicit relations. Doctor Sanjeev learnt it one day and he threatened to expose my husband. Thereafter,Doctor Sanjeev disappeared without a trace. It was suspected that he was murdered but his body was never found. It had happened 30 years back. My husband and Seema re-married. Doctor Sanjeev's daughter REENA did not like this. She always suspected her mother and my husband's hand in her father's death. Strangely, she is married to RAMNEEK. She is more keen to get the case on her father's death re-investigated. " Suman elaborated the cross connections.
" But, how does it reopen your case, Suman?" Sumesh had questioned.
" You will soon see this. Doctor Sanjeev's soul had told her daughter, REENA, the entire story of her disappearance and alleged murder. The soul had also informed her the place where his body was burried. On Reena's insistence the case has been reopened. " Suman had said.
Precisely at this moment, Sunita, Sumesh's wife of 33 years, yelled, " Get up Sumesh, it is already 8 AM." Saying this she also pulled the quilt, too. This forced him out of his dreams. He had his morning cup of tea and began scanning the morning news paper.
Suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of a strange news item which read," THE BODY OF A MISSING DOCTOR RECOVERED AFTER 30 YEARS FROM A CANAL BANK NEAR DINANAGAR, GURDASPUR".
Sumesh read the news item and found the same information as he had got from soul of SUMAN. He was stunned. The only thing new learnt by Sumesh was that the SSP, Mrs REENA KAUSHAL, had ordered fresh investigations into the disappearance and murder mystery. The correspondent had obliquely mentioned that Mrs REENA, the SSP was also the wife of the Deputy Commissioner of Gurdaspur. The news item had also stated that in a strange coincidence the late Doctor Sanjeev was the father of present SSP.
*************************************************************************************************************************** More than a month had lapsed, when Suman's soul had met Sumesh. He had almost forgotten about the incident. It was 9 PM in the evening of 16 December 2008 when Sumesh was sitting on his laptop when a strange thing happened. Suddenly a bold message appeared on his LAP TOP as if some one was CHIT CHATTING with him.
It was something like a NEWS CHANNEL breaking NEWS. Of course, it was News but it was NEWS in ADVANCE. The BREAKING NEWS was:
"AT 0100HOURS, THIS MORNING (17 DECEMBER 2008), WHEN POLICE WENT TO ARREST Sh. KRANTI KUMAR DUGGAL, EX CHIEF SECRETARY OF HIMACHAL PRADESH, AND HIS SECOND WIFE Mrs SEEMA DUGGAL FROM THEIR RESIDENCE IN SECTOR -4 IN CHANDIGARH, FOR THEIR ALLEGED INVOLVEMENT IN A CONSPIRACY TO MURDER AND DESTROY EVIDENCE IN THE CASE OF DISAPPEARANCE OF DOCTOER SANJEEV MEHTA, SOME 30 YEARS BACK, THE COUPLE COMMITTED SUICIDE."
It was a strange phenomenon. Whatever Sumesh was trying to write, he just could not do anything. He was writing only this message. He was nonplussed. He spoke, " Suman, are you there?"
A message flashed on the screen " I am there. I will soon have my revenge. This is for your advance information"
" Suman, as you can reach anywhere, why don't you go and tell that man" Sumesh asked.
" We souls can only communicate with those people whom we love and those who are PIOUS and SAGACIOUS. We can not communicate with murderers and frauds." Suman's soul explained.
" What if I forewarn the couple?" Sumesh said.
" Try it out. Where ever you ring up that phone will be dead. You have FOUR minutes to pass on this information. Their time has come. It has been 34 years of struggle in this FORMLESS LIFE--I have to succeed now. You better prepare for your own reunion with me, now. Your time is also up. Let us go, dear. Come"
"What?" said Sumesh and collapsed.
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" Sumesh--- Sumesh----Sumesh! Come Let us have our dinner--" Sunita was shouting from the kitchen. but there was no response from Sumesh. Having been fed up with NO RESPONSE, Sunita barged into the STUDY ROOM and she found SUMESH's head on the laptop. She shook him. there was no response. She checked the pulse. it was not there. And then ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE---SHE BEGAN CRYING LOUDLY-----but the message on the computer screen was time and again flashing :
"---PREPARE FOR YOUR OWN REUNION WITH ME----YOUR TIME IS ALSO UP------LET US GO , DEAR-----COME! "
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