Arakshi 2-S: Talk of The Devil!

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Part-2:

One day it came to Arjun. It said, it once was a 'He'. He was a hooligan while living in this world and was killed by him.

"I'm not angry on you, Arjun," it said quietly, "Once I realized my fault; I started seeing my family's condition. I got that you are doing what I didn't do to them in my life - what I couldn't have done to them. I wanted to thank you. I wanted to show you my gratefulness, but I knew how you would feel if I approached you. You are the hero for my children, I know."

There was a gentle silence.

"Though I know I'm of no use to you now, I wanted to express my thanks to you, as I was feeling guilty for my attitude toward my family. I know it's too difficult for you to accept my presence around you, you can't feel me, though. It's too late for me to be a friend to you," it laughed softly, "Now I'm much obedient here. You know, I'm one of the most favorite devils here..."

Thus it all started.

"... I can't go to my family, Arjun, I don't want to. I don't deserve it. If you don't like my interruption, I won't, I promise..."

-..

"...I believe you won't expose me, and none ll believe you..."

-..

Arjun was about to check its presence in the day time, in the office that was when he was caught by Sakshi, unexpectedly, in the records room.

He saw the team members were working here and there in front of his room. So he chose the records room, but...

He was planning to record their speech, so his mobile was put in voice recorder, but...

To concentrate, he put off the lights too, but...

It brought a smile to his face to think how she would have taken his action; she might think he got mad.

That reminded him to be more careful.

-..

That evening Arjun was talking to it, in the house.

"I tried to talk to you in the afternoon," he said.

"Oh, but I was busy Arjun. You know, I can come between six and seven. You see, it's -"

"All right, no problem."

"Thanks."

"Did you see your family?" he changed the subject casually.

"Yes, on my way here. My elder son's got a medal in the running competition, you know. He is showing it proudly to his neighbors now."

Its voice was hoarse with emotion.

"Oh, I don't know about it. I think today was the competition, if I'm right."

"Right, my wife won't sleep tonight," It laughed nervously, "I could have been there but I wanted to share the news with you."

"You know, now I've to pretend as though I didn't know the news already when they tell it to me."

Arjun smirked.

"I don't know, how I can thank you for-"

"You already did."

He cut it and smiled.

"Tell me the situation there in your place."

He changed the subject once again.

-..

We were in my place.

I gave them juice and snacks as we sat before the monitor.

I had planted a recording device and a camera in Arjun's room.

The monitor showed him sitting on a sofa facing the camera and talking.

As the system was recording the speech, we were indulging in conversation.

"What are we going to do if it's confirmed that he's talking alone?"

"I know a psychiatrist. We can easily get an appointment and without get much exposure we can treat him."

"Chottu, we can't easily-"

"No need, I've a plan for that, too. If you help us we can do it easily."

"How?"

"Just remove that specs and talk to us. We'll declare you as insane. Then we can go to that clinic and treat sir. Simple."

"You know, you just remove that band in your hair, you can pose a devil easily."

"Exactly, still, we are here talking about madness, not a devil thing you apt-"

"Guys, stop. Be serious. First we've to confirm his-" Ayesha motioned toward the monitor.

"Madness?"

"Hey-"

"What?"

"This is not correct!"

"Oh, which one?"

"See, he is in wrong pajama."

"Oh?"

"I thought to get an effective recording. So I planted the recording device in his pajama, which was on the bed where he left it, for he could change into it in the evening. But now he is in another one- God! Then how?- what's it we are recording, here?"

I rewound the tape and pressed the play button hastily.

It started, "Oh, but I was busy, Arjun. You know, I can come between six and seven..."

"After all he was talking in the phone again. Oh- then where is his voice?"

"How can we record the wrong pants?"

"He is still talking..."

"No, we are recording- the wrong pants alone."

"...Right, my wife won't sleep tonight."

-..

Two days later-

Arjun had discarded the idea of recording their conversations as he wondered what if it came to know about it and whether doing so would be against its' trust toward him.

He was again before the camera, but was standing behind a sofa this time and was talking to it.

"...If it's true, then she should be there, right?"

"It's true and she is here, Arjun. I can see her often in her favorite yellow dress."

"Oh, you know her favorites."

Arjun said sarcastically.

"Hah, after all, you are a human being. I forgot that a minute," there was pure mock in that voice, "See, she wore that color often, so I said it was her favorite, that's all."

"You said you came to see your family again to know about their condition?"

"Yes, I did."

"Then how come she didn't come to me- to know about me- to know about what I'm-"

"How could you know she didn't?"

It returned at once.

He felt a sudden rush of blood towards his head.

"Well, I didn't hear her or feel her here-"

"Do you feel me?"

"But I hear you."

He said defiantly.

"Yes, I wished you to. I think she didn't have anything like me, say, to show you her gratefulness. See, not all the devils will come to you and talk. Some may wish that you've too to wish their presence. You've to call them."

"You said she was in yellow?"

He then asked suddenly and was deliberately changing the subject.

It laughed quietly.

"I know what you are thinking. As in cinemas, we are not in full white without legs. If you can see me now, you can see the black tie I wear with my white shirt and black pants. We too need variety in everything."

"Interesting,"

He said and added, "I know she'll come to me. If you are coming to me to show your heart, won't see?"

He was talking as if thinking aloud.

"Of course, I can see her standing behind you with a smile. If you wish she'll talk to you, I think."

Arjun could see the smile and wink on its face.

"I don't think-"

"Come on, try once. It seems to me she's eager too."

It encouraged him then.

He clutched his eyes shut and could feel the sudden wind flow in to the room. He could see the curtain in yellow instead of their white color, moving in the wind from all his doors and windows.

-..

I returned that evening to my place and placed the keys on the table.

I played the music system and moved toward the refrigerator.

I stopped short and turned to the monitor which I had mistakenly on for the music system, instead.

Arjun was standing behind the sofa and the way he was clutching the edge of the sofa was as though he was afraid of falling. He was wearing the right pajamas this time.

[It should be the right one, for my arrangement was like that. A grin.]

I saw his face then. He had closed his eyes tight and...

He seemed as though-

'What's he, chanting something?'

I zoomed in his face and saw the sweating drops all over his face, though the fan above his head was in full speed.

Then he said slowly, hesitantly, "You there?"

-The End-

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