Encounter With The Ghost

Giggles burst out from my insight . " Its not April first my brother , no more . Please no more ", Said I . In a dismal and frustrating tone Langda answered ," Bhai , here is the cellphone . Make a call at your number ". I almost snatched the cell phone and not even bothered to search contacts but dialed my number manually . My cell cried , Langda pressed the received button and at the same time I heard the some interfering sound followed by a total null , no screaming . Then we ended the call , after which I made a glance over the screen , Jesus ! the same message , as described.
My face turn cold , whole body quivered , I read slowly , "I thank you from the bottom of my heart . We can change the world if we work together." It seems somebody had abducted my soul . I was speechless at the same time bit horrified .

It was already half past six in the evening , my cellphone was weeping again , it was Manager Saheb who was inviting for a trip to Mecca , I declined and pretended to have headache. We had some brain storming session to get the meaning of the entire message . We applied all the permutation and combinations , from Bible to Geeta , from digital communication fundamentals to mobile networking but remain clueless. Suddenly a firm voice oozed from the throat of my poor friend ," He suppose to call me again , same time , today , this will be going to be the judgement night , the dooms night." There was a total silence in the room number 200 of Vivekanand Hostel . It was dusk , we could hear the chirping sound of birds , the sound of CV47 firing voraciously nearby making whole lobby a combat zone , The Wall of Pink Floyd undoubtedly from room number 195 , the devil's den , the devil who either laugh or making full use of my sound system.
I suddenly suggested Langda , "Lets go for Lankating ,have our dinner . Lets refresh ourselves . Tensions won't do good to anyone." We took a rikshaw and went , after some bird watching we had our dinner . After dinner I realized credit left in my cell phone was only 29 paise so I went for a recharge to a nearby retailer who owns a PCO as well. Its curiosity who killed the crow as always , I had shown him that number of abaddon after getting my cell phone recharged.
What comes after was even more complicated and seems to be a abstruse cobweb . The PCO owner answered," Bhai saab! This is of my PCO only , do you also have any problem. " "Also! what do you mean ?" Langda asked . His face turned red , eyes were protruding . " Bhaiya ! sometimes ago an aged person came to me and complained that somebody at night called him from my PCO and threatened to bomb him. " Both of us gave a cold smile and asked ,"yesterday at 00:00 we too got a call , could you remember the customer" without any hesitation he said no . We don't waste any further time in argument and again hire a rikshaw to our hostel. On the way there was haunting lull . Both of us were unable to utter a word . We could listen the rhythmic sound of rikshaw chain . At a sudden there was a call , call from unknown number for Langda. He picked it up and conversation began , no interfering sound , no screaming . My god!
The same fellow , by this time we gathered our control , calm ourselves and Langda asked him to call afterwards mentioning he is on way . Truth is always stranger than the fiction . No flash messages . It stopped , yes it stopped.
The whole incident was such that we were sure that there is something which is supernatural , which is beyond our knowledge at the same time we were determined and ready to face .
Next morning , Langda told me he would meet the caller . I suggested if possible try to meet inside the campus as we loose our grip once you move away from campus and enter into archaic , mystic Varanasi . "I'll try ", he answered laconically and went away .
It was a dusty evening , a meeting was going on in room number 37 , Langda finally convinced the caller to meet near Vishwanath Temple, but asked him to come at 9:15 pm and alone. I asked Muscle Man and Manager Saheb , the most reliable and committed persons and Budhau asked Ganga and Jaanu , the two rockstars for the proper planning. Jaat was loitering in the lobby . Jaat was a muddle headed gadfly hence an isolated persona . He became inquisitive but none of us bothered . Finally it was decided that Langda will go alone . I would be with Muscle Man and Budhau with Manager Saheb on bikes from two opposite directions . Jaanu and Ganga would keep a track on Langda from at least 5o meters . All of us wished a luck to other and moved.
(to be continued)