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Ghost Doll

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By Bijan MondalPublished 10 months ago 7 min read
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- What happened aunt?
- Your house is on fire. The fire brigade has been informed. They will come in a moment.
- What is Kakima saying? How did this happen?
- I don't know, Bapu. After smelling burning from inside the house, I went to the balcony and saw black smoke coming out of the window of your store room. I shouted and called people. They all gather and watch the fire burning. When the work over there is done, please come back soon. I keep it now.

Seeing Arna's face plunged in darkness, various worries have arisen in the minds of everyone present, both good and bad. Arnai broke the silence and said,
- Kakai, our house is on fire. I have to go soon.
- What do you say? Yes, grandpa, are you okay?
- Ishan is in the house next door. Kakai, what is the situation upstream, I can't take him there now. Divya gave him a medicine, if he takes it he will calm down temporarily. I always have it in my bag, feed it to him. i'm going out
- No, no, alone. I will go too. Give Uzan the medicine you gave him.

Ujan took the medicine as told by the uncle and took a cab and went out. Arna's younger uncle Akhilesh Majumder never married, he has spent his whole life exploring the mountains, rivers and forests of the country and abroad in his own mind. It is not that he did not try to marry, but he did not agree to marry. This is not his only hobby. From history to tantra, nature to supernatural, caste-tribes of India, their way of life, beliefs, he has imbibed everything for so many years. Maybe because he didn't have his own family, Kakai's love for Arna and Aranya is no less than his father's. Today, after such an accident in the forest where the man is supposed to be twisted and broken, he is standing strong. Because he can see what others don't notice, like clear water. Aranya's death is not just an accident. There is a hidden conspiracy behind it. And the next victim of that conspiracy is Arna.
- Arna, tell me what happened, I didn't see.
- Don't leave Kakai.
- It won't happen if you don't leave. You alone cannot solve the problem, mother. Like your godfather, we don't want to lose you.

I don't know what Arna thought for a while, but she told Akhilesh the whole incident. That small statue, Uzan's madness, Thami's diary and Aranya's last words. the ego Ujan Aham.

Their car came to a halt in front of the ancestral home on Beacon Street, upstream. The fire engine has already arrived. Although black smoke billowed around, the fire was extinguished. There is a lot of debate among firemen about how the fire started. Some say short circuit and some refuse to accept it. Arna knows that if you think about the movement of this fire in general, the numerical answer will not be found. There is no general reason behind it. However, the house was not damaged much by the efforts of the neighbors and the fire brigade. Only the store room at the end of the terrace is in danger.
- Did you see, uncle, that room just burned down. Where the diaries were.
- He who is in this house, he is trying to tie you tightly in his net, is proving it again and again.
- Come in.
- Hmm. Go to the store room. Let's see if aunty's diaries have been burnt.
- So let's go. Then we will show the state of the bedroom.

Arna went to the second floor storeroom with Kakai. The door was open. The entire storeroom was reduced to ashes. Water is splashing all around. They entered surrenderingly. The fire left ink marks on the whitewashed walls. The diaries kept by him have also been burnt. Although they cannot be read, they are being separated. Akhilesh started looking at them.

- Out of this Divya took a diary this afternoon, Kakai. 1990's
- 1990? Why?
- Uzan was born in 1990. In fact, there is a Mongolian touch in Uzan's face. Divya wanted to check her birth record.
- I understand.
- When did your uncle die?
- It's been four years, right after our wedding. 2019
- Did he write a diary until the very end?
- Yes, until the very last day. He could see hands very well. He used to do religious activities all day. Do you know the date and time of your death? He didn't even get any physical pain. He had a stroke while talking in the afternoon and ended up being taken to the hospital.
- Keep all his diaries here?
- Yes.
- Then there should be 29 diaries since 1990. But what I see here are the ruins of 28 diaries. Well, he used to write before 1990, is that diary here?
- I have not thought about this matter. I packed everything in a row that day. There was a diary from 1990. Where is before that?
- Means Auntie did not try to keep her earlier diaries so confidential. And he knew something, and something written in his diary, that Aranya had to die to read. Not only that, apart from all this he has left another diary. There must be some special reason for keeping it apart. We have to find that diary.
- Where can I find Kakai?
- See you later. First we need to know what Aranya was able to know.
- There is no other way to know them.
- Who said no? Your god is still around you, madman. The soul remains very close to its loved ones until a few hours after death. We have to talk to him. He definitely wants to say something, but can't say it due to lack of communication.
- Communication?
- Hmm. Planchet. Ask Dadubhai to keep him where he is for the time being. And grandfather Boudi will be with Soumik today, I am calling them and asking them to leave Ujan there today. Come clean and sit down. I will do it in this storeroom. And yes, you will need a pen and paper and four candles. I will also take a bath once. Of course, before the planchet, let's see that doll in your bedroom.

Akhilesh Babu went to their bedroom with Arna. The idol kept in a corner of the dirty smelly room. Akhilesh went very close and saw the statue for a long time. Then holding the middle of the forehead with two fingers, he thought about something for a long time with his eyes closed.
- Kakai
- Tell me
- What do you think?
- I have seen this statue before, mother.
- Where?
- In Assam. In the forest of Mayong. It is not an ordinary statue. She is a terrible evil deity. Goddess Jangalakhanki. The shadow of this idol falls in the world, it ends all happiness and peace. But why did their maid bring this statue to the little Ujan? Moreover, this statue is not sold anywhere. The matter of that fair is completely arranged. No one goes inside the forest of Mayong. The people there believe that those who are there are not alive. But I don't believe so. I have entered that forest, not once, but several times. Inside that forest there is a tribe called Jangala. They do not recognize themselves as Indians. Their customs, ideas, way of life, nothing like ours. They are very violent. They can kill a living person in a moment by body ball or tantra ball. The light of civilized society has not yet reached there.
- But what is connected with them upstream?
- Aranya can say that. come on

Darkness has already fallen in pieces in the afternoon. In the middle of the stuffy room, Akhilesh began to fumble for a long time to get a square wooden tool. Then they sat on both sides, cousins. Four candles are burning in the four corners of the tool. The light of the candle is scattered on the dark floor of the room. Through the open window of the west, the shade of the coconut tree is falling inside the house. Uncle took out an old copper coin from his pocket and placed it right in the middle of the tool. then said,
- Look, mother, this thing is not easy. Listen carefully. On this coin you and I will both try to connect our fingers with each other. Your god is very close to us now. He will come, I am sure. But the forest needs a body to answer my questions. I will invoke his soul in your body. At first, your body will suffer a lot, but don't lose. Can you, mother?
- I can But Kakai, who is in this house, will he allow us to do this?

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