Sidharth woke after a rotten night. He was still thinking about his dream. What kind of a dream it was? Was this a dream? or something else? What would happen if it becomes true? Thousands of unconscious thoughts were roaming in his mind.
Sidharth was on his bed, it was 9 o'clock.
'Sidharth' his mother yelled 'get up, breakfast is ready.' His mother was much older then she should be, according to his son's age. anyone could have misunderstood her as Siddharth's grandmother. However, their features were quite similar, same nose and eyes.
His mother glanced at him through a small serving window which was between the kitchen and the only room, in which they all live. A small room, with an old double bed in it, with a ripped dirty bedsheet. In the middle of the room, there was a pair of loose-fitting curtains were hanging, in an infelicitous try to hide the spear parts of his dad's taxi and other waste household appliances.
Sidharth had his breakfast and got out of the room. They were living in a rental house with two more families. Since his childhood, Sidharth had faced problems in almost every phase of his life, like this morning, even for going to the toilet, he had to get bothered. Someone was already inside.
Sidharth had to wait so, he went outside. As he got out, he saw his friend Aditya washing his car outside of his home, in a red sports vest and a black narrow lower. His house was an average double story house, painted grey and pots and plants were placed in the front of the first floor.
Sidharth waved his hand. They came closer and shook hands. ‘how are you buddy' Sidharth asked. ‘I am fine' Aditya replied ‘how are you'. Sidharth exhaled ‘you are not going to believe what I saw last night'. ‘what' Aditya demanded.
‘I ha…' Sidharth opened his mouth to explain, With a large intake of air in his lungs. And before Sidharth could say anything. A heavy voice came from the house behind. It was Aditya's father voice, he was calling him. ‘sorry I have to go brother' Aditya said in a hastened way ‘its Sunday and dad is home. See you in the evening, bye'. And Aditya sprinted to his house. And Sidharth mouth left open.
Sidharth wanted to tell his friend what had happened with him but he knew his friend. Normally Aditya was like a lion but in front of his father, he ends up no more than a cat. There was no use to stop him. so, Sidharth went into his house back. He still wanted to tell someone about his dream, first, he thought to tell his mother but he didn't want to scare her as well. He decided to keep this thing between him and his friends.
Then he thought Rajveer could be free. He hurried toward his room, picked his mobile to call Rajveer. Bell rang, but no one picked the phone. Soon Sidharth remembered that his friend would be sleeping at this time. At least he was a sportsman. he wakes up early, workout and after practising his martial arts. He sleeps till noon. He was not going to pick anyone's call yet.
The rest of the day was much longer for Sidharth. He did no feeling like to do any work. He tried to study for his job exam, listening to music, see something on YouTube. But nothing worked, every scene he saw last night was kept on coming in front of his eyes. the giant statues of Buddha, the temple, the book and the amulet, and the face of old psycho.Somehow Sidharth managed till noon. It was 4 p.m. Sidharth was still listening to music on his mobile and a bell rang. Rajveer was calling him. Sidharth picked the phone. ‘waked up, lazy' Sidharth cursed.
‘yeah. So, what were you saying?' Aditya asked in a sleepy voice
‘let's meet first and call Aditya also' Sidharth said ‘he listens to you more. then I will tell you both'
‘but tell me something' Rajveer insisted.
‘no! are you coming or not?' Sidharth asked.‘okay, let me call him' Rajveer replied and cut down the phone. He was quite light-headed with his friends he never minds anything soon. Especially of Sidharth, they used to enjoy loose-talk a lot with each other. However, the things were a bit different with Aditya, he was quite a diplomate and you had to be diplomatic while talking to him whereas Sidharth was pretty state forward, they used to oppose each other like two sides of the magnet. Rajveer was the clinch behind them as he could be both state forward and diplomatic, whatever needed at a time.
After five minutes Rajveer called again ‘he is also free. I have told him. you will find him outside. my house is empty, come, we will talk here.'
‘okay, we are coming then' Sidharth end up the call. And went outside.
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Jade Amulet And The Leer Of Evil
PertualanganA simple 18-Years-old boy Sidharth, who have experienced nothing magical in his whole life, not even in his deams ever, wakes up in the middle of a cold night to finds himself in a 20 feet deep well, starteled him tries to find a way out but instead...