Chapter 7 Who are They?

                                                         7. WHO ARE THEY?

                           In the morning the young lad and his father started a conversation. The young lad had few curious questions to ask his father. He is always good in his reason.

                     “Dad, why is my black energy asking for a pure soul?” asked the young lad.

                      His father was always surprised by his curiosity. He had some very good answer. A Very good one. Good enough to suffice his son’s curiosity. Horse shoe magnet which is considered as a sign of good luck for any belief is hung at the door walls especially in a village like this where black magic threatens lives. The horse magnets that are painted red on one leg (North Pole) and green on another (South Pole) are considered to give much better performance. He had two of them and asked his son to hold one. He said “Son, put the legs of the same color opposite to each other”. He exactly did the same. “What did you experience?”asked the father. “They are pushing apart” said the son. “Now put the opposite ones in line “commanded the guru. He did so. “Now they are pulling each other to be united.”

                        “Exactly son, the legs with same color are of same behavior so they repel. But in the other case they did attract each other so that one dissolves into other. So is the case with black energy it like the purest of all”

                       “Father, I get this but why my black energy should get stronger to get a pure spirit into it?” asked the son

Father smiled. He did have answer for that. Iron nails and bars are ritual items of black magic. They are possessed by every sorcerer. He asked his son to place an iron nail opposite to the horse shoe magnet. It went in all speed towards the magnet .Now he asked his son to bring the heaviest crowbar in the lot and place it opposite to the magnet. The magnet went in all force towards the crowbar and got stuck to it.

                  “So you see my son in the first case nail has no enough force to oppose the magnet but not the crow bar. So I advised you to get stronger.”

                  “Now I understand father. But to feed my black energy I need to find a pure soul. How do I find him?” asked his son.

                  “My son your interest always surprises me. If black energy needs something it tells you. It not only tells you but also it helps you.  You are just a tool to execute. So far you are a prepared dagger .Your master must aim you at the target so that you will pierce into his heart,” paused the guru.

                   “It told you while you are in meditation that it needs a pure soul. So it will tell you where, when and whom to aim at again when you meditate” completed the father.

                    “It will take certain time may be days or months can be even years depending on how much your black energy believes in your abilities. Remember my son you have to fast all this time. As you have committed yourself for black energy you might even die in this pursuit. You are allowed to open your eyes only when you see something different”

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               At about 12 mid night the young lad was permitted to meditate. His father was so proud as his son could achieve all this in just 4 months. When he was young he did strive for many years to reach this stage. He was confident that his son will come out of meditation in short. A pure soul is about to lose its life. But who is it? 

              Fifteen days from then the lad did not move a bit. He looked so lean. But has not lost his breathe and looked very lively. His father sat there observing him every now and then. He opened his eyes. He had no emotion in his eyes and his eye brows look a bit puzzled.

                His father slowly moved towards him and asked him what he saw.

            He looked so weak but his voice was stern.”Father I did see something but I am not sure what it means “he replied.

             “Do not worry my son, please narrate me what you saw?” said the father.

             “I saw a herd of elephant drinking water.” Replied the son

              Father did frown a bit. But he returned from the frown in no time.

               He said “Son, you got the place it is the elephant reserve”

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              Black magic needs different utilities for its success in different occasions. Black sorcerers need lion’s urine and tail hair for some rituals. They often keep them in stock. This is also one of the major reasons for the sorcerers to live near the jungle. The Lion marks its region of hunting with its urine. It is strong in smell. Lion does so because its competitors do not prowl into its region. It is a big boon to sorcerers as they search for the hard smell of fresh lion’s urine and extract it from the sand when it is fresh. Their noses are trained for such jobs.

              The only wild animal Lion fears is Elephant. They only attack baby elephant or old ones that are away from their herds. They avoid moving around in regions where elephants leave in herds. Elephant live in herds around rivers where water is available in plenty

                These are the couple of reasons for the father to guess the reason in quick because he went in search for lion’s urine in all areas around the woods but never into the elephant reserve as he knew Lion never steps into these regions

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             “So my son, now you know the place. Meditate more now you will get to know the time and person on whom you to ambush on” said the father.

             Again at 12 in the mid night the lad started his meditation. The black energy started to gain confidence in his abilities. But whom the black energy wants

               Ten days from then the boy opened his eyes.

               He looks fragile. It has been 25 days of fasting. He had no emotions in his eyes

               The father moved towards him and asked for what he saw this time.

               The boy said “This time I was on a bank of river. But the level of water in the river was low. I looked into the sky the sun was shining straight above my head”

                 Father did not have to think much this time. “Son, you have got the time, Black energy said the ritual is to be performed on a summer day exactly at 12 noon.”

                “It is just 5 days for the summer to start my son, so, you are entering into meditation tonight to find out who it is to be cast on.”         

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                   5 th day since he entered meditation.  12 noon the sun is shining at the center of the sky. The lad opened his eyes he was very weak. But this time his eyes show confusion.

                    The father moved towards him.

                     “Son, why do you look confused?” asked the father

                     “Father, this looks peculiar I did not see one person but saw two, a Gent and a Lady, The Lady is tying something to the gent’s right palm”

                     The father did also frown for some time. He did not have answer this time but he said “Son, your wish to cast a spell on a group, is about to be true, I think black energy wishes to kill them both.”

Having lived in a village of insecurity where girls are only meant for giving birth to a son so that they can teach black magic they did not know that the lady was tying Rakshabandan to her brother.

 Not by blood but by bond.

Chapter 6 The Preparation

                                   6. THE PREPARATION     

                        

The Lad started wondering about his experience he had while meditating. He never had such experience. He did not know that sorcerers experience this when they are to feed their spirits to next level.

He asked his father about it. He clearly explained his experience to his father. His father was surprised by the fact that the abilities of this young lad has come to maturity so early. He understood that he would be the best sorcerer in the world.

“Son, your black energy is demanding a pure spirit. You need to cast your craft on to a pure person, who is selfless. But let me warn you cannot directly do it. Your black energy needs to get strong. It has certain formalities and it would be difficult even after it. You have to perform a difficult task before you proceed”

“What is it?” asked the Lad

“You have to invoke the spirit of Raku nene. It demands a lot of courage. It is the spirit of leaves. In order to master the art of invoking you need to go gradual. You need to start with a living thing that stays still”

“Do you mean to say a tree?”

“Yes my son we will proceed with the first step to night.”

 It is pitch dark all round. It is very insecure move around in this village during this hour. The time when people around the world sleep in security the most insecure activity started in this village

The lad sat facing west with his father murmuring into his ear. The lad paid full attention to every word of his father. Every word went straight into his heart. But his eyes still stand emotionless.

At about midnight the father and son duo went towards the woods with a coconut tree’s branch dragged all along. They have stopped near a big willow. It is the biggest of the lot and seems to be deep rooted.

The boy has spread a leap of peepal leaves. He sat facing the willow after lighting a fire. He took a coconut leaf in his hand. He has torn it in the middle to two pieces. He wrapped those two parts onto the index fingers of both his hands. He kept those fingers at the center of his forehead. His lips started moving fast.

The climate started to react wild. Wild winds started hitting the lad. Swiveling winds started to make howling sounds. Lad opened his eyes and slowly moved his hands and pointed the willow with both his index fingers. The environment remained silent for next few minutes. The lad has not shown any sign of disappointment.

He swiveled his hands in force and grabbed the few leaves from his seating and dropped them into fire.

YerrrrrrrrrrrrrYevvvvvvvvvvvvv…….

The sounds started spreading round the woods. The father smiled in pride. But the boy had no emotions.

The willow started swirling.

Cruel smiles “yeyeyeyah” started spreading round the space. The willow started to burn on its own. The fire went to burn the whole willow. The first in the two step preparation is complete.

Next morning the proud father started to teach his child “ My son, you are one step away from feeding your black energy. The next step is to invoke Raku nene on to a buffalo. Raku nene loves buffaloes. Once you feed it with buffaloes it will obey you.”

“Then let us go” said the lad

“Well son to invoke her you have to wait till midnight”

 It is Quarter less Twelve. The scene that happened last night started repeating itself. The father started murmuring into his son’s ears.

He sat on peepal leaves and wrapped his index fingers with coconut leaves and pointed them onto a buffalo tied to a tree. The silence prevailed for few seconds. He got up with a knife in his hands and moved towards the buffalo. He collected horn dust by slowly running his knife on the horns of the buffalo into a small uncouth clock.

He swiveled his hands and dropped the horn dust into fire.

The buffalo started to sit down and stopped hooting. The sounds started around as usual. The buffalo sat on its legs motionless. The boy moved close towards it. It has no eyes.

It is time to move to the next target.