Liberation of the soul

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Liberation of the soul

When Shivaji and his friends arrived home with the dead body of the night, there was no place to store sesame seeds in the house. The whole neighborhood seemed to collapse at home. Not everyone just came to be a sad partner. Empathy may have been theirs but curiosity was much more than that. The questions were circulating in everyone's mouth. What happened that night? How many were there? What are the police doing? What caught someone? Anima was surrounded by two sisters, Chhota Ja, Nanad and many others. There was a roll of tears as soon as the corpse of the night was brought home. Nothing could be seen. She was wrapped in a white sheet from head to toe. Shivaji had already decided that he would come out with the dead body as soon as possible. He was arranging everything as fast as that. Why didn't Shivaji's little sister have a drop of tears in her eyes despite the fact that Shivaji's younger sister had left so stubbornly? Where is the inside of her crying? There was only one thing happening to him - only his insides were burning. It was as if anger was burning everywhere in his head and chest. He does not know how to add this irritation. Maybe if those three are punished, the inside will be covered? Those three ....... As soon as the word came to his mind, Shivaji's hands became fists automatically. Her eyes seemed to burn. The faces of the three were twisted in front of his eyes. Shivaji's forehead fluttered on both sides. The three of them tore the girl like a flower. Why? Why did they do that? Is there no value in human life? A shout came to Shivaji's ears. Anima has become unconscious again. Anima was losing consciousness again and again in the grief of her daughter. And Devprasad sat in a way. He was trying hard to keep himself strong. Shivaji came out in an hour with all the dead bodies of the night. Haribol's voice spread all over the house. The eyes of the people who came to be the companions of sorrow as well as the people who came to satisfy their curiosity got wet in the water. A life passed away long before the time.

But who is this night?

An ordinary girl. A girl like five other girls from a middle class Bengali family. There was only one of his faults. Once someone looks at him, he will look back at him again. Father Devprasad and mother Anima kept the girl very close. Little by little he was advancing on the path of life through the circle of a thousand prohibitions. But why can't he live like himself? He used to ask the question again and again to his father, mother and grandfather. But what will they answer? Don't they want to spend the night and live like five girls? But where is the way? Shivaji too but occasionally would take him back and forth. But let's go with friends and let's go with grandpa, he would not stay out of the house very much after nightfall. Because if you didn't see him at home in the evening, Devprasad and Anima would make a big fuss. It didn't feel good at night at all. So he tried to return home in the evening. Of course, the night itself was afraid to be out of the house in the evening. A couple of years ago but this was not the case. At that time, like everyone else, he used to fly at night. I used to live my life like myself. But from the day when the terror of the area caught the eye of Jadu Naskar's brother Dulal Naskar, his life started to change little by little. At that time the night had barely entered the college. One day, on his way back to college, he went to Priya's house at night to take some notes. It was too late to leave Priya's house that night. On the way back, Dulal Naskar suddenly stood in front of him as if he was digging in a lonely alley. Dulal occasionally saw Naskar on his way to and from night. But at night he did not realize that he was keeping an eye on his movements. Dulal, who was waiting for Priya to leave her house, was ambushed somewhere in the middle of this lonely alley. Paul was standing in front of him at night. Then he jerked a hand of the night and pressed it to his back. He held the face of the night with the other hand without giving him much time. Then he dragged her to the street at night. At that time a car came and stopped at the mouth of the alley. Night made his last attempt to survive. He pressed the big fingernails of his left hand on Dulal's forehead. Then he took it down to his chin. Dulal was in agony. He removed his hand from Ratri's body and pressed his face. The night ran as soon as the opportunity arose. But the car came running after him. Night cried out desperately for survival. Some office-going people who had come to the eight-fifty locals heard screams and came forward from the side alley. Dulal Naskar's team had to go back. But then the constant harassment started at night. In the end, Devprasad and some people from Shivaji Para took Jadu Naskar to his house. Although Jadu Naskar was upset, he reassured Devprasad and Shivaji that Dulal would not bother Ratri in any way at night. For the next few days, Dulal didn't really bother at night. The night came back to its normal life. But an incident happened on the day of the swing. Intoxicated, Taitumbur Dulal and his friends suddenly raided the house at night. Suddenly seeing three or four boys entering the house, Devprasad and Anima stopped. At that time, intoxicated Dulal started dragging him out of the house at night. Devprasad and Anima tried their best to stop him. The people gathered around shouting. Immediately the news reached the neighborhood club. Shivaji came running with a friend. Dulal's team moved away from Begatik again. This time Devprasad and Shivaji went straight to the police station without going to Jadu Naskar. It was probably not digested by Jadu Naskar. After removing his younger brother, Jadu Naskar came to the front. One nuisance after another began. Sometimes stones fall on the roof of the house at night and sometimes bones fall in front of the door. Sometimes there is a threat on the phone, sometimes the window glass shatters with the push of a brick. All of a sudden one day everything stops. Even though he breathed a sigh of relief, none of the nights could completely remove the panic. There was a fear in their minds. Dev Prasad, Anima and Shivaji realized that the fear was not wrong when they passed away last Friday evening but did not return home at night. It was raining all day on Friday. The torrential rain started shortly after noon. It was getting dark all around. So every night six friends leave the college and walk to the station together. Then that leads to the destination. Ratri and Priya got on the same train. There are two in this neighborhood. After getting off the train and walking together for a while, both of them took their own path. But Priya did not go to college as she had fever on Friday. Fewer students arrived at the college that day because of the rain. But I didn't want to have practical classes, but I had to go to college at night. By four in the afternoon, three friends had finished their practical classes and left the college. The dark cloudy day seemed to rush down into the evening. Anima and Devprasad had been harassing him for a long time and finally called Shivaji. Hearing that he had not returned home that night, Shivaji left the office at six o'clock. Then when he called Priya back home, he found out from other friends and told Shivaji that he had come out of college at night to the station with two other friends. Night fell on the train in front of them. There was still some time left for their train to arrive. As soon as he got the news from Priya, Shivaji ran towards the station. Shivaji's chest trembled again and again as he walked towards the station on a dark road with a torrential rain. He reassured himself that he might be seen at the station at night. Stuck in the rain, maybe under a shed. But as soon as he reached the station, Shivaji saw the empty station premises and counted the mistakes that day. According to Priya's friend Priya, Ratri got on the train at four thirty-five about two and a half hours ago. Accordingly, he was supposed to get down at this station at five o'clock. So why didn't he reach home at 7:30? Shivaji is in a crazy state of thought. After returning home, he ran to Shivaji police station with Dev Prasad. Directly brought charges against Dulal Naskar. Dulal went to his house in search of Naskar and the police found out that he had gone to visit his aunt's house two days ago. Then Shivaji and his friends spent the whole night in the rain looking for the night. However, the police also showed a lot of activity. Its fruit was found at dawn. The body, which was almost frozen at night, was rescued from the bushes next to the train line. The devils probably left the night thinking it was dead. The doctors were almost shocked to see the condition of the night. It can be so brutal that people can't understand it if they don't see the body at night. The night before the eyes wanted to die. Her lips moved very slowly. Shivaji took the ear to his mouth. Although very soft, he could clearly hear the three names ---- Dulal, Tukai and Babusona.

This morning, the police brought Shivaji and his three friends into the lock-up of the police station. A month has passed since the death of Ratri. Many things have happened in this one month. After the night's death, Dulal, Tukai and Babusona covered their bodies. But Shivaji's friends also fought hard to find them. Twenty days have to go by to find out. Then one day Babusona was found in a rented house in Digha. On the same day, Shivaji got out of a car with two friends for Digha. All three left their cell phones at the home of a fourth friend. They killed Babusona that night and hanged him with a ceiling fan and returned to their fourth friend's house at dawn. Although the people of Babusona's house brought charges against them, the witness of the fourth friend proved that the four friends were together at the house of the fourth friend that night. Police found evidence of his cell phone location. Despite the suspicion, the police could not do anything due to lack of evidence. About three days later, Shivaji called Tukai's house and informed him of his death. Shivaji and his friends killed Tukai by suffocating him. The people of Tukai's house complained that Shivaji had informed them on the phone that he had killed Tukai. But at the time when Shivaji's phone went to the man of Tukai's house, Shivaji was sitting in front of the OC of the police station. He went to the police station to find out how far the investigation of the night case had progressed. Shivaji understood that the police were planning ahead. But this time the evidence was in favor of Shivaji. Shivaji laughed in his mind. After recording his own words, he went to his friend and sat in front of the OC at the police station. And the phone call from Tukai's house was to Babusona. Police found the phone after Babusona's death. But the phone seemed to be gone that day. Babusona's switched off phone went to Chatterjee's haunted house at the end of the day and switched on. Then the phone was switched off again after the news of his death reached Tukai's house. Exactly two days later, Babusona's phone was switched on again, where the body, which had been frozen for the night, was found. Jadu told Naskar only one thing and the phone was switched off again that today is Dulal's last day. The phone was then switched off and thrown into a pond. Shivaji did not even think that without proof the police would pick him up and his three friends and fill the lock-up. Despite repeated protests, the police told the Shivaji that they would just leave them here today. Dulal Naskar was also brought by the police to their interrogation room. All day so that he can be saved. Jadu Naskar also left all his work and sat at the police station. Shivaji and his three friends were locked up. Shivaji was repeatedly blaming himself that he probably should not have made the call earlier. The whole day passed smoothly. Once upon a time the evening passed in peace. Depressed Shivaji and his three friends woke up at about ten o'clock at night when they heard screams and shouts. Dulal's body suddenly turned blue in the interrogation room between running and shouting at the police station. Then the ganja began to rise with the mouth. At first everyone thinks there are snakes in the house. Dulal's condition is probably due to his bite. But after a while, some people on duty at the police station were surprised to see that Dulal's whole body was getting scratched. Blood comes out from the whole body by scratching the scars. Dulal died in a short while. When Dulal's wounded body was taken in front of Shivaji to be taken to the ambulance, Shivaji could clearly see the night. He is going out the door with a smile on his face. Shivaji looks at that with one glance. At one point, the night seemed to go out of the door and merge with the wind.

After a while, Shivaji and his friends were released on the orders of the OC. As he was leaving the police station, Shivaji looked at the surprised face of the OC and said only this ---- "Today my sister's soul was released".

(Finished)

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