Jade Amulet And The Leer Of Evil

Chapter five: A truth

Aditya was standing in a crowd of disturbed looking people. There were people of every age group, from children to elderly people, wearing different types of Indian clothes. Some of them were unconscious and some were behaving weirdly. Many of them were looking very sick, and people who had brought them here were standing holding them, preventing their fall. They were in the middle of a village in an open place. Name of the village was “Josar” settled near a big river. In the front, there was a banyan tree on a round platform and there sat a man in white cloths (kurta-pyjama). “Suresh” one of Aditya’s cousin brothers. He looked not more than 25. He was taller than Aditya. He had brown skin-tone but his face had a different kind of glow. when the muster settled down the program began. Aditya was standing out of the scrum and his brother Suresh closed his eyes and concentrated for some time then he started summoning people by their names, without knowing them. His eyes were still closed and Aditya knows that this was not his brother's voice, someone else was talking through him. when the first one goes to Suresh. she was a woman literally crying and screaming in pain. She was short and fat with black scattered hairs. She would be between 25-30 years, surely married. her parents were dragging her towards the saint but she was protesting hard. Her parents get her seated near the dais. Suresh's eyes were still closed, ‘who are you?’ he intimidated the woman in a heavy voice which sounded like an old man's. ‘I am not going anywhere' the woman replied in a wheezing voice. The woman was breathing deeply with the same whistling sound in her chest. ‘you will find it soon’ said Suresh ‘who are you, male or female?’ the woman replied with two claps as a gay does. ‘so, you are a gay' Suresh said. He asked some more questions like where do you come from, who sent you, and she replied the same way, then Suresh the saint touched her head with just his fingertips and women fell behind and become unconscious. ‘I have sand it back from where it had come' Suresh said to her parents. And the program continued in the same way till 11. Most of them were afflicted with minor and powerless spirits which were leaving their possessed bodies before even confronting the saint. The condition of some of them was even worse, who was possessed with Jinns, Daiyans, Churels, etc. these spirits were a little hard to get rid of. Some of them were possessed with groups of spirits, groups from 2 to 20-25 in worst cases. People of this kind had to attend the session many times. Some of the people were coming here from weeks. When the session finished, Aditya’s brother becomes normal. Suresh saw his brother standing, he climbed down from the flinch. Aditya said ‘Namaste’ and bowed. ‘what happened brother’ Aditya asked ‘why were you calling in such a hurry’ ‘let’s have dinner first’ Suresh sighed ‘there is a lot to tell you about’ He was looking very tensed like a life and death situation. After having dinner, they were standing at the terrace of their two-story villa. The sky was clear and full of stars with the full moon, weather was little a cold. Standing holding the railings, Aditya was in a different kind of dread, he could not understand what was his brother is going to tell him. after thinking a lot, he remembers only a single thing, when he first time drank beer with his friends, and didn’t know how Suresh got a hint about that, and he told his parents about that, but that was not possible this time, he didn’t drink after that incident. He often comes to his village and talked to his brother, his family belongs to this village from centuries and half of the village was in his relation, but never like this. His brother was standing beside as silent as he was, trying to figure out how to start. The situation was like a doctor reading his patient reports and patient know that the doctor is going to give bad news. ‘do you remember’ Suresh asked coldly ‘you used to have a dream?’ ‘uh..’ Aditya frowned ‘yes why?’ ‘that was no dream’ said Suresh. Aditya swallowed, he always felt the same but he didn't care about that. Know he was wondering why his brother was saying this to him. he wanted to say something but the first time in his life he was speechless. ‘you were born here, in this village’ Suresh explained ‘years ago, approximately 300 years’ Aditya was too confounded after listing all that he knew that his brother was not kidding with him, if he was telling him that and if he knew all that from starting and didn’t told anyone that means there will be a reason. And Aditya could tell that he was not going to love it. ‘I don’t want to tell you’ Suresh said sympathetically ‘and believe me I won’t if not necessary’ he said like reading his thoughts ‘there is a story behind this sit’ he grabs two chairs and they both sat on it. and the story begins. “a long time ago, there was occultist in our village, he was too powerful.' Suresh was telling him this like a bedtime story but Aditya knows that this story was not going to help him sleep. ‘He managed to turn himself into “Mantrik”, a subtle-sorcerer. I told you once Jinns were the most dangerous but Mantrik is even worse. The power of the highest subtle-sorcerer would be almost comparable to an unmanifest form of god, in this position, Person becomes invincible, he can control any spirit, he can do anything. If they want, they can even bring earthquakes. They work for the destruction of humans. Well, luckily, our village had some good peoples also, A group of saints.  They used to have a hermitage here. When they found about the sorcerer.  They capture him in a bottle, with the help of their main saint when Mantrik was doing his final yajna. Only the main saint “Sant Mahesh Dass” was enough power to capture him. but even for him Its only become possible because the Mantrik was just transformed, and he didn’t know about his powers at that time. But it was not enough to stop him. After catching him, the saints started to die one by one an abrupt and terrific death. Only two of them had left the main saint and his son. The villager got scared that, if the saint died, they would be next. So, they went to the hermitage and told saint to flush away the bottle in the river nearby. Saint accepted that. But he didn't want to give their trouble to someone else. So, he decided to try as hard as he could so the Mantrik could not get out of the bottle, then he put it in a box’ Aditya interrupted. ‘and I am his son who died when the saint did that’ Aditya did not know what to say, the thing he ignored his whole life suddenly become the biggest truth of his life ‘yes right,’ Suresh said ‘do you know who speaks through me when I heal people’ ‘m..my father’ Aditya said ‘the saint Mahesh Dass’ he did not even know how to respond. The situation was so awkward but he was more worried about rest, his brother going to tell him. ‘there is more’ Aditya said ‘right?’ ‘there is a reason for your rebirth Aditya,’ Suresh said ‘your friend Sidharth!’ ‘what about him?’ Aditya asked.
‘he is under a Mantrik’s possession the same Mantrik captured by Mahesh dass’ Suresh said ‘he wanted something and I can foresee if he found that, then no one can save the world from being ruined' all that was totally unexpected for Aditya. A while ago he was only a normal college student and now, he had been told that he was destined to save the world from a dead occultist. That’s not possible: he thought. then Aditya explained everything to his brother about Sidharth dream and the vision Sidharth had at the river and sudden change in the weather. Suresh heard everything inquisitively then he meditated for two minutes. Aditya figured his brother was connecting with the holy spirit of his old father for directions. he opened his eyes ‘he said, whatever is happening let it happen’ Suresh said ‘just don’t let the amulet go in the demon’s hand. Keep it to yourself, maybe we can use it for good’ and he pulls a thread from his kurta’s pocket a red religious one, and tied up on his right bicep so it could not show up. And gave rest of it into his hand ‘tie this to your other friend arm, what’s his name?’ ‘Rajveer’ Aditya said.
‘yes’ Suresh said.
‘brother..’ Aditya said ‘what exactly this locket can’
‘we don’t know that yet’ Suresh replied ‘but it must be very powerful if that Mantrik wants it’
Aditya was shivering from fear now. He knows about the ghost, he had seen his brother dealing with ghosts but only thought to face this kind of evil power had shaken him badly but his mind was still running like a horse. Even after this shock, he was linking the broken pieces of the story.
‘didn’t understand one thing’ Aditya asked ‘how Sidharth got affected?’
‘you said you were sitting at a river’s bridge right?’ Suresh said ‘I think, the box people had thrown in the river, somehow reached there’
now this is really too much: Aditya thought. It was like God himself planned his death or say his second death “perfectly”.
‘brother, if he.. if he is so powerful’ Aditya swallowed ‘then why is he sending these visions whereas he could simply control Sidharth?’
‘this is the thing’ Suresh replied ‘he is still captured in that bottle, his powers are limited’ Suresh knew, Aditya was scared. ‘don’t worry’ Suresh said ‘you can do it, it’s in our blood’
Aditya was not sure what is he talking about but he nodded in agreement.
It was almost 1 am. Then they got up and went for sleep but how could someone sleep after listing all that? Rest of the night Aditya kept thinking about the talk with his brother. He was wondering why; his brother had told him to risk his life and his friends while he could simply tell him to stay away. But he trusts his brother, he was eldest and the wisest in all of his relatives and Aditya really respects him. he knows that he would have thought well for him. so, he decided to follow as he said.