18th August early morning
There is really hustle bustle today in the old bungalow near outskirts of Sindola, Mahabaleshwar...the Chopra house...
Old caretaker Lakhan is looking both happy and tensed while passing out orders to the cleaners and electricians...
One of the helping hands asked "kaka aj to memsahib arahi hey na? bara saal bad?"
"haan..jab gayi thi..choti memsaab to jana hi nahi cahti thi...keh rahi thi fir har chuuti mey hum yeaha nahi apayenge.."
"haa tab to har chuuti mey bhabi sahib dono bacho ko leke yeaha ajate they..per sahib nahi aye.."
"sahib ki bare sahib ki saath banti kaha thi..chote sahib ko jab bare sahib ne jaidad se bedakhal kiya tab se sahib aur bare sahib bhi to..."
he sighed "Acha choro kaam kro tum log..mem sahib ati hi hongi..mein rasui ka dekh ata hu.."
he hurried inside
near about two hours later a white car came to halt in front of the bungalow..and two people come out..
Shreya Chopra 29years old and Sree Chopra 24 years old...now both are NRI,coming back after 12 long years of stay in Canada..
as they came down Lakhan moved forward "memsahib aap dono agaye..Raghu..saman nikal jara..aap dono ayiye.."
Shreya cut him with "Lakhan kaka aap to hume mem bitiya bulate they na..to yea mem sahib kaun agaya?"
"nai wo aap dono aab itni bari.."
"to?aapse bare hey kya?"
Lakhan smiled "ayiye mem bitiya ayiye mem chutki.."
and he led them in while the driver Raghu got busy with luggage
moving inside Sree looked around "di yea sab aj bhi aisa hi hey..di kyun na hum ise beech na..itne antiques itni sare sunder furniture..aur to aur yea bricks bhi aj ki jamane jaisa nahi..di we can keep it na.."
"Sree..come on hum iss bareme baat kr chuke hey..we r never coming back to India..fir kya krenge iska?aise pare pare to sb bekar..think practically"
Lakhan who was still now quite cleared his throat "aap log iss gher ko bechne ki soch.."
"haan kaka...actually hum aab kabhie India nahi ayenge to yea gher aur humara Delhi wale gher mtlb papa ki gher dono ko bech denge hum.."
"per bitiya yea gher..ismey...wo..."
"kaka kya baat hey aap hesitate kyun kr rahe hey?"
"bitiya kehte hey iss gher mey khajana hey...aur aapki pardada uss khajane ka rakshak..wo kisi bahar wale ki haath yea gher nahi ane denge.."
"kya kaka yea sb to bas rumor hey..aisa kuch nahi hey.."
Sree interrupted "di ager sach mey khajana hua to?" Shreya gave her a look, she tried "nahi yea pardada part practical nahi hey I agree but humne suna tha na humare pardadi kisi European ki family se belong krti thi unke father koi English general type kuch they?wo to our great-great grandfather ne unhe pura Indian bana diya..now wo lauti aur akhri generation thi to sayed.."
Shreya shook her head "Sree kya lagta hey tumhe barso se yea ek khajane ki baat hey..sb jante bhi hey aurr kisine dhunda nahi?dhunda hoga na kyun kaka?"
Lakhan sighed "nahi bitiya aapki pardada ne keh gaye they jo bhi uss khajana ko dhundega use kisi Makgag...kya naam tha unki pass jana hoga..aur wo to kab ke mar chuke mtlb.."
he made a scared face then changed the topic as "chaliye aap dono ko aapke kmre dikha du..thaq gayi hongi.."
and he led him to the bedroom..
Lakhan was about to leave when Shreya called "kaka aapki pass yeaha ki ki koi local real estate agents ki contact honge?jiske through hum gher ka sauda kr paye?"
"nahi aisa to kuch he nahi...sayed yeaha ki wakil babu ko pata hoga.."
"acha thik hey.."
Lakhan moved out to make arrangement for dinner..
Sree turned to Shreya with "di hume ek bar khajane ki bareme seriously nahi sochna cahiye kya?"
"Please Sree now u grow up...jao fresh ho jao aj jldi sona y kal bahut kaam hey mujhe.."
and she moved inside the washroom..Sree sighed deeply.. "humare great-great grandfather bhi ajeeb hey..kehrahe hey ki khajana hey per koi dhunde to use mare hue kisi admi ki pass vej denge..arey to kehke hi nahi jate khajane ki baat.."
19th MORNING:
Sree got up to find Shreya already ready..
"di aap nikal rahi ho?"
"haan pehle uss lawyer se milungi,local agents ka pata lungi..fir agents se bhi milungi..soch rahi hu sab thik se ho jaye to isi lawyer se sare kagjat bannungi.."
"haa yea to acha ho gaya bekar ki jhanjat kam ho gayi.."
"hmm..pata hey subha meine humare iss gher ki ander aur bahar se kayi pictures liye..taki agent ko dikha au..dekhegi.."
"dikhao.."
Shreya settle on bed and attached the chip with laptop started showing pictures... looking at the pictures Sree suddenly exclaimed "wow di yea sword dekho...size dekho...it's so giant..."
Shreya noticed the picture..
its picture of a wall in main hall with a single sword and a crown used in battle attached on wall..the sword is in its cover really of mighty size..it must be heavy
"I wonder purane jamane mey log itne bhari sword leke larte kaise they?upar se aise crowns pehenke.."
but she stopped as her phone rang..
she moved out to attend the call and Sree moved to freshen up..
After about half an hour the meet at breakfast where Sree asked "kiska call tha?"
"meri frnd.."
"umm idher? Purvi di right?"
"arey 10+2 taq hum ek saath pare, fir to mein chali gayi Canada per face book Skype..email ki through contact reh gaya dosti bhi..aab itne saal bad hum milenge..I'm so excited.."
"wow Purvi di idher arahi hey?"
"Haa...actually she is now a CID officer to chutti nahi milta but she promised ki she will manage two days and come over...meine to uski team ko bhi invite kiya..wo log pure saal itna kaam krte hey they deserve a nice holiday..thik kiya na?"
"bilkul..aacha di mera to ho gaya..mein thora local market wagera ghum ati hu..bye..c u at lunch"
Shreya too got up and both moved out..
AT AFTERNOON
Sree was pacing up and down in room when Shreya came in..Sree gave her a questioning look..
"agent se baat hui..but he also believes in that khajana and all...same story...jo koi khajana pana cahega use Macgregor ki grave mey jana hoga..."
"yea Macgregor kaun hey?"
"no idea..khair he told about a party jo yeaha resort banana cahte hey,so he will contact them..if possible kal wo log gher dekhne ayenge.."
"resort? Mtlb pure bungalow ki modification hoga so they will need the blueprint..electrical circuit plan etc.."
"haan mere paas soft copy hey..purane plan etc ki paper ka to bura haal tha..Canada mey hi ane se pehle ek architect se uss plan ka better copy bana liya tha..dekhte hey ager unn logo ko pasand ajae to kal jake kahi se print nikal lenge.."
"haa market ki woha ek dukan hey inn sb kaamo ke liye.."
"Arey haa tum to market gayi thi..How was your day?"
"di yeaha sbko iss treasure ka pata hey..Ek aunty se mili mujhe..wo yeahi smne rehti hey..unka kehna hey sale mat karo warna kuch bura hoskta hai apky pardada ki rooh aj bhi is ghar mai khazany ki rakhsha karti hai"
"absurd.."
"waise di.."
"hmm?"
"tumhare ane se kuch pehle ek admi aya tha..keh raha tha gher ki bareme baat krni hey..meine shaam ko ane ko kaha.."
Shreya just nodded and lied down..
AT EVENING
Lakhan comes and inform about a visitor..both the sisters moved out and found a aged man sitting there on the couch and someone like his manager is standing nearby
Sree suddenly felt she had seen this man earlier..this face is very common to her..but who..where...
Shreya started as "yes.."
"hello young lady mera naam Jonathan hey..mein kayi tea estate ka malik hu aab yeaha ek dost ki farm house mey chutti bitane aya hu..meine suna aap gher bechengi?"
"haan sahi suna apne.."
"mein yea gher kharidna cahta hu"
Shreya smiled "fine to aap humare agent se baat kr lijiye unka number.."
"no my young lady koi agent wagera nahi...mein paise laya hu..(he signaled to his briefcase beside) 80crores cash...ager aur jyada cahiye fine mein mangwa deta hu..mujhe aj hi gher cahiye..mere lawyer half an hour mey paper leke pahuch rahe honge"
Shreya's expressions changed..jaw tightened..noticing it Jonathan with a smile continued "aap dono ek mahine taq iss gher mey reh skte hey..smjh skta hu itni dur se aye hey aab asehi do din mey.."
Shreya cut him "mujhe yea gher aapko nahi bechna"
"isn't 80 crores enough?ok fir aap.."
"mujhe gher aapko nahi bechna..cahe 80 crores mey ho cahe 80 billion mey ho..and now you can leave.."
Jonathan gave a fiery glance and stood up "mujhe na suune ki adat nahi miss Chopra..mein to yea gher hasil kr ki hi rahunga"
and he left followed by his manager
aftr he left Sree turned to Shreya "di aapko nahi lgta humne inhe kayi dekha hey?"
Shreya was still grumbling said "nahi aur mein agey dekhna bhi nahi cahti.." and moved in..
Sree moved inside and searched for Lakhan then asked "kaka apne dekha tha jo admi aya tha?"
"nahi bitiya unki koi admi ne mujhe kaha aap dono ko bula du..wo to tab bhi gaari mey they..."
"acha aap kisi Jonathan ki naam suna hey?"
"Jonathan...nahi..aisa to kisika naam yaad nahi.."
"thik hey kaka koi baat nahi.."
She too moved inside..the doubt remains.. but the rest of the day passes peacefully but at about midnight Sree hears some strange noises just outside their room..although modern the first thing came to her mind is the word of neighborhood aunty
She took a deep breath and pushed Shreya
"di utho mujhe kisi ki awazin ari hain di..utho na"
Shreya (sleepily) "kin hoa kis ki aawazin ari hain mujhe to kuch nai arihi"
"nahi di koi awaj tha.."
"nai Sree tmny khuwab dekha hoga chalo so jao"
Sree lied down but unable to sleep tried to hear more..but no..there is no sound now..soon she too moves in deep sleep
20th MORNING:
Shree got up early next morning may be due to disturb sleep and moved to the window...opening it wide she enjoyed the fresh air of morning..
Then moved towards the room and opened it..
Automatically a scream came up from her mouth..
Shreya who was already half awake got up with "kya hua Sree?"
"di di yea.."
Shreya got down of bed and moved to the door..
an A4 size paper is pasted on the door with a celotape
Shreya pulled it down..
it has some word cutting sticked on it.. the words are in Hindi and then in English.. may be cut from some book or newspaper..
' ISS GHER KO BECHNE KI KOSHISH MAT KRNA...AISE MURKHYTA KAROGE TO JAAN SE JAOGE JISKI HAQ KI KHAJANA HEY USE DE DO FIR KRNA MANMANI'
'BEWARE FROM SELLING THE HOUSE AT THE COST OF YOUR LIFE'
Sree looked at Shreya "di yea meine kaha tha na kal koi awaj suni thi meine.."
"hmm..kaun..hmm..wohi hoga..Jonathan"
Shreya folded the paper and moved inside placed the paper in drawer "ise bhul jao Sree..aisa koi letter hume mila hi nahi"
"di try to understand.."
"nahi Sree Shreya Chopra is not a coward..fresh ho jao..aj party arahe hey gher dekhne"
and she moved out calling "kaka...kal raat aap gher mey hi they?"
Sree sighed while hearing Lakhan's answer as "nahi bitiya hum to raat mey yeaha nahi rehte..pass mey humara quarter hey wohi rehte hey..kiu kya hua.."
"kuch nahi kaka acha aj na ek party gher deekhne arahi hey.."
Sree didn't heard more as she moved in the washroom.. the dhamki..Jonathan..treasure all running in her mind
when Sree came out after freshening up Shreya was looking genuinely happy "hey Sree Purvi ne confirm kiya wo kal shaam taq ajayegi..kal uski half day hey uski bad niklegi..I'm so happy.."
Sree had her mind preoccupied so she just smiled..
Shreya moved to freshen up "kaka ko kehna wagal wala bedroom saaf kr dey..aur kal dinner ki bad ice-cream to banta hey.."
Sree sat down.. "mamma kehti thi jo baat confuse kre and u want to solve it aap use ek bar khud likh ke paro..thinking clear hogi.. yea I should try it"
she pulled out a notepad from her bag and started writing
A treasure hidden in this bungalow.. our great-great grandfather Mr. Nikhilranjan Chopra is supposed to protect it even after his death [lol]
He had said about the treasure but also mentioned anybody trying to get it must go to Macgregor's grave. Who is this Macgregor..what's significance of him in this story?
Some Mr. Jonathan wants to buy the house..he is owner of some tea estate now visiting here some frnd.. he not only wants to buy but is too determined to get it..maybe even by crook
But my prob is why I feel I have seen him? When di hvnt.. 12yrs earlier? But even if I have seen him once or twice y I felt his face so known?
Now this threatening letter.. death if we sale the house.. means Jonathan is not in this..
Wait! It was written jiski haq ki khajana hey use de do fir krna manmani.. haq? Great-great grandfather ki do aulad they..dada jee and bua dadi. dada jee ki do bete. And bua dadi ki beti jinki maut shaadi se pehle ho chuki thi. Now papa ne kaha uncle ne sanyas something le liya tha.. to this house belong to dad and then us. Then haq?
Treasure can be true.. di nahi manti but may be.. our great grandmother was the last descendent of some Anglo family.. and her family was somehow connected with our freedom struggle. Don't know the story but I'm feeling ki kuch..
She stopped as Shreya came out "Sree u r still here? Kaka se kehne ko kaha na meine kuch..uff you.."
Sree hurriedly kept the notepad below the old statue on side table and got up "abhie bol deti hu...ho jayega kal taq relax"
And she moved out..
Shreya too moved out..
At about noon the party and agent came and have a look at the house..the party readily agreed to buy it... but as expected they wished to have blueprint and circuit map
Shreya promised to submit it to agent next morning..
So at evening Shreya was ready to go out to market
"Sree chalegi?"
"nahi di tum ho ayo..I'm planning to try my luck in making some Indian dish for tonight"
"oh my lord..fir to mein dinner kharid ke hi laungi"
"di..."
"acha acha..bana lena..per aab chal na ake banana"
"kiu kho jaoge?"
Shreya made a proud face with "you know me"
And moved out proudly
Sree smiled and moved to kitchen.. with her tab.. the supplier of the recipe
Search g for ingredients she found dry fenugreek leaves missing in kitchen and as per her source it's a must ingredient.. so she ordered Lakhan to buy it who too moved out
Three hours passed neither Lakhan nor Shreya is back still.
Now Sree started feeling tension.
She tried Shreya's phone which is now unreachable.. all alone in the house her mind moved to the letter..
"kahi wo letter.."
She shook her head "mujhe market jake dekhna cahiye..di ko na sahi Lakhan kaka ko to sb jnte hey woha..per ager di agayi to?mere phone mey to Indian simcard nahi..mein to landline se kaam chala rahi hu..per di tab kya kregi.."
She thought for a moment then moved out and directly went to the house few yards away
She rang the bell and a woman came out, it was the same aunty she meets before
"beta aap? Bahut pareshan lag rahe ho.."
"aunty wo di..meri behen wo sham ko market ke liye nikli..4 ghnte hone ko hey aab taq nahi ayi.. Lakhan kaka bhi unki kuch der bad nikle wo bhi nahi aye..mein market jarahi hu unhe dekhne per iss bich ager di ajaye to wo tension krengi"
"aapki pass mobile.."
"wo mere mobile mey Indian simcard nahi lagaya..di ki phone mey hi serf to mein to gher se landline se call kr rahi thi but it was unreachable. Per di mujhe kaise.."
The woman thought for a moment "mere gher mey jo larka kaam krta hey, Saket wo aapki gher pey ruk aye jab taq aap na ayo? Apki behen ajaye to wo bata dega.."
"wow aunty it would be great..please.."
"per beta aap 10 baje se pehle ajana..asal mey aapko gher mey raat ko..fir use gher bhi to jana hey na?"
Sree thought for a moment then agreed "jee aunty..aap unhe vej dijiye.."
She led the lad in, locked the room where their luggage was and moved out leaving him in hall
Reaching market she came to know Lakhan never reached there..neither the cyber caf recognized Shreya's photo
With fear gripping her heart Sree moved back to home
Saket was already ready to go back to his house handed her a letter "madam jee yea ek bacha de ke gaya kaha aapko dene ko..mein niklu?"
Sree looked at him.. this people believe in that khajana raksha part so genuinely she just nodded and Saket moved out
Sree sat on the couch exhausted..
"di kaka..kaha hey...aap dono.."
She grabbed her head.. then her eyes fall on the letter, thinking for few minutes she unfolded it and her eyes widens..
IF YOU WANT YOUR SISTER SAFE COME ALONE WITH THE TREASURE
TO THE ROAD CONNECTIONG POLADPUR
QUICK
"treasure? Kya hey treasure? Nahi aise baith k sochne se koi fayda nahi..mein police, nahi nahi.. ager yea log di ko kidnap kr skte hey to nuksaan bhi pahucha skte hey.. and India ki police.. pata nahi kitna active hoga..mein jaungi..umm per treasure..haan kahungi wo bank mey hey..hum dono ko jana hoga..tch kuch tab soch lungi.."
She was about to move but stopped
"Purvi di CID mey hey, per unka to number nahi mere pass..yea she is coming next day..koi note.."
She looked around..got the phone book wrote
"going to save di.. don't know where is Lakhan kaka help.."
She teared another page wrote the road name and kept the note page open and letter beside it pressed with a paperweight and moved out with the page with road name.
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