We entered the house. Father-in-law and mother-in-law were very happy to see us.
" You come so late? Do not remember me? Suvarna, you are my daughter, don't you remember me too?" My mother-in-law said.
Yes mom, I remember you. But I can't come. How to leave family work? And besides, your son-in-law Jayant doesn't stay at home much.
My father-in-law was surprised, "Why, where does he go?"
He goes to investigate various mysteries. He spends most of his time with ghosts. It is as if he does not want to stay at home.
So what son-in-law?
Yes, mean?
Why do you mean? You have done a great job. I also like mystery stories. You may not know that I went out in search of some mystery in college life. I was able to solve some and some could not due to lack of time. Searching for mysteries is an addiction. I love to explore mysteries.
I got some courage. I found someone like me here.
Subarna did not dare to say anything more. He hurried to another room.
I and my father-in-law sat there and chatted.
I thought that my time here would not be good. but now I feel good coming here.
I asked my father-in-law, "What kind of mysteries do you investigate?"
I caught a disguised ghost by trickery.
Explain the incident a little.
I was in college then. After spending few days in college, we all decide to go somewhere together. That decision was taken because the place was terrible. About 5 of us friends went to visit an old palace. The palace was very old. Of course, it would be wrong to call it a palace. It has been demolished and turned into an old house. I sleep inside a room at night. We 5 friends were sleeping together in one room. Suddenly a cry was heard from a room. Only I can hear the sound. Let the first time be an illusion. but no. That strange cry was heard again.
"I sat up a little shaken. Then tell me what happened."
Then I quietly got up and went to that room. But I did not see anything. I got scared. There was a panic in my mind. I go to another room to look for that sound. But I don't get anything. I came back and lay down. That voice is no longer available. I fell asleep while tossing and turning. Wake up in the morning and tell the rest of my friends. All but one disbelieved. It is to be disbelieved. Nobody believes in ghosts nowadays.
A friend of mine, Pritam, said, "Shut up. We're here for a ride. Enjoy the ride."
Hmm, you're right.
We freshened up and started exploring the whole house. My eyes widened in fear as I wandered to a place in the house. What is this! This is a picture of a small child. Death 300 years ago from today. But looking at that picture, it doesn't seem that old. It is very mysterious. I didn't say anything about it to anyone else. What's the point? None of them will believe me. I was about to leave when I saw a small wooden box on a table. I opened it with a lot of fear and curiosity. See more pictures of that kid inside. This picture and the picture on the wall are of the same child. But the picture on the wall is new and the picture on the box is old.
I didn't think about it anymore. What will happen will be seen later. Thinking of this, I left from there. Although I am trying not to think about that but I can't. That word started coming to my mind again and again. All my consciousness was on that child's picture and cry. However, I am not sure that the child is a part of this palace. Because on the other wall hangs a picture of the king and queen together. Dust has fallen on the picture. Looking at that picture, it seems that the picture is old. Then I found that the picture of the king and queen is the last king of this palace. No other king came here after him. So....? So who is this child? Where did his picture come from? Did not come alone surely? Someone brought it here. But why? One question followed another in my mind.
I don't know if my father-in-law has finished speaking. Suddenly he stopped mid-talk. Then he said, "Jayant, get me a glass of water. My throat is dry."
I went to fetch water. I came back with a jug of water in my hand. My father-in-law poured water in a glass and started drinking it. A strange sound is that of drinking water.
What happened then?
Where was I at that?
That line of question came to your mind.
Oh! I am old so I don't remember much. Then... then I started to get stubborn. I have to find out the mystery of this kid. But without telling anyone. I will solve that mystery tonight. I will break the secret of that cry.
"Jayant, father come inside. Food is ready. Hurry up."
Subarna's voice was heard from inside.
"Well, let's go, don't eat first. Then I'll listen to your story of infinite bravery and intelligence. If you don't go now, your daughter will get angry again. You know how she gets angry?"
Yes, I know. He is very angry. Ok, come on.
We both went for food.
Subarna said to me that it was a bit late, "What's the matter, did you two talk so late that you came late."
Hey, not much of a story. I was listening to old stories from my father.
I don't have to say anymore. I know what you were talking about.
What do you know again?
Why? You don't like any story except ghosts and mysterious stories.
Before Subarna could start, I stopped her saying, "Give, give me food. Very hungry."
He gave me food. I started eating quietly.