The Dark – Part 1 (Sinister Conspiracy)

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Part-1(Sinister Conspiracy)

It was a deserted area near Kushabhadra river, Odisha… There was no sign of habitation from there… Silence persuaded the night like a sinister conspiracy… Only until undamped vibrations of rustling sounds occupied the head wind… The greenery was already charcoal and two dimensional… A man walked hastily in that grey path which was melting into the night. … His walk was rhythmic… He was all naked except for a piece of cloth tied on his lower waist region… his bone structure was fine and perfectly symmetrical… He had distinct cheekbones and an angular jaw, his pale skin made him look devilishly handsome… He didn’t wipe the blood that oozed from his wounds when thorns lying down pierced his skin as the squint eye blocked his sight partially!!

He marked X on few loci with his blood and stood at the central region… He chanted few mantras with high pitch and started digging there… After digging about five feet inside he found a doll with 108 needles all over the body… He took it and pricked more 8 needles in the heart… He was satisfied after finding the doll turning charcoal black… He gave an evil smile and resumed his walk on the endless path… He is Khala… A 21 year old ruthless black magician who is highly trained in 16 different Black magic practices which takes lifetime to learn for others… He who writes the demise of others unaware of what fate sketched for him…

He marked X on few loci with his blood and stood at the central region… He chanted few mantras with high pitch and started digging there… After digging about five feet inside he found a doll with 108 needles all over the body… He took it and pricked more 8 needles in the heart… He was satisfied after finding the doll turning charcoal black… He gave an evil smile and resumed his walk on the endless path… He is Khala… A ruthless black magician who is highly trained in 16 different Black magic practices which takes lifetime to learn for others… He who writes the demise of others unaware of what fate sketched for him…

Literacy has gone up with per capita income… But superstitions refused to go… Worship of evil spirited deity (Kshudra devatha upasana) is common in some parts of India, even today… Tantra vidya is said to be a diverse and rich spiritual tradition of the Indian subcontinent… People in Western countries simply call this as Black magic… Ancient tantrik texts contain two kinds of Black magic methods practised in India… Sorcerers in the North India practised Kashmora whereas the South Indian sorcerers were using the Banamathi method… In the southern state of Andhra Pradesh and North Karnataka they still practice Banamathi… With these superstitions ruling the roost in the tribal hinterland of Orissa, villagers young and old continue to be tortured and killed on the suspicion of practising witchcraft… While the worst-affected Sundergarh, Mayurbhanj and Keonjhar districts has recorded several such deaths during the last seven to eight years…

Khala reached Keonjhar district by the sunrise… Few children ran behind him making fun of him… Few even threw stones at him… He didn’t shoo them… He reached the burial ground which at the other end of the city… He sat on of the grave and started meditation…Not every sorcerer could attain that peace… He unlocked all the seven chakras and attained a stage closer to salvation… He opened his eyes when the dusk dawned… There was a skeletal structure with deep eyes and scary looks waiting for him… Khala immediately fell on his dirty feet and kissed them(This is a way of wishing… And people like Khala don’t care about cleanliness)

Khala: Guru… Tell me, whom should I kill now?

Guru: Khala… You don’t have to kill someone… You have do something more…

Khala: I will do it Guru

Guru: Did you ever thought why I gave you this training??

Khala: (thought for a while) to transfer all your knowledge to someone…

Guru: Yes… I gave you that power to you which I didn’t even give to my son… do you know why?

Khala: No… (He remembered his training time where his guru poured a mixture of venoms collected from 9 poisonous animals in one of his eyes…. If that was successful then his eye will absorb the sun rays and be able to burn things into ashes whenever he rubs his eyes but if not successful he would lose his sight… To avoid the risk of loosing complete eye sight… Guru poured few drops in one eye… He cried out too loud not being able to bear pain… He whirled in pain… Finally he got a scquint eye… That practice failed… )

Guru: To avenge my sons death…

Khala: From now, It is my duty to avenge his death Guru… But, what should I do for that??

Guru: This is what I like in you… To know how to avenge his death… You should know how he died!! My son was asked by few people from eastern India to kill a small girl by black magic practice…. Though he rejected it, one of his followers accepted the offer… And he died as the family did repulsion for the witchery which he did… This enraged my son because of which he took everything in his hands… He used KASHMORA…

(Khala’s heart stopped for a second and continued… Listening the word KASHMORA… While Guru continued… It was 12th of the 16 black practices… It is a cruel process of killing a person in 21days… The Kashmora possess a person and kills him/her in 21 days… It will bring them to a stage that they will beg for death rather than bearing pain… No medical test or autopsy will be able to detect the cause of death… All it needs is three drops of blood… Not everyone practice it… )

Everything went fine till 21st day… But, somehow her family got to know about it… All the information I got was that three civilians came in a big motor vehicle… They call it car… And after that I found my son’s dead body… His nails were dug into soil and his hands were all scraped… His eyes popped out of the eyelids… His flesh escaped as blood and water… His skull and skeleton was the only thing visible…

(He said everything without any emotion… This is what Khala admires in his Guru… His detachment…)
After burying him in the soil… I saved his brain… Coz, He was the most powerful sorcerer… And everyone wants to have it… But, I fed that to you…

(Khala was astonished… One thing which he didn’t understand was… If Guru wanted… there are many people who are ready to get trained under him… But, he didn’t choose any one else… He choose Khala to avenge his son’s death… Why??)

It’s been 21years since then… Now, you don’t have to do anything… Coz Kashmora will do everything… Last time when it was practiced its appetite was not satisfied… It is coming back after 21years to fulfill its desire… Nothing can stop that… But, I want you to make sure that no one harms our cause… I don’t have any details of them… Except that they are from east… that girl will be 25 years old by now… You’ve to find about her and help Kashmora in fulfilling its hunger… For that you should change yourself in a civilized citizen… You should change your identity also… From now your name is SANSKAAR…