CHAPTER 2:-....

The water in that pond was so clear that the graves below could be seen, and the reflection of the moon on the full moon day was so clear that it looked as if the moon had descended on the earth. For some years, it rained for fifteen days in a month, so the cemetery was completely submerged in water. As my grandfather had a plot nearby, he started growing a mango orchard there, and despite the lack of water and fertilizer, our orchard grew well within a few years. The fence behind our garden was a furlong away from the graveyard. It took about fifteen minutes to walk from the beginning to the end of the garden surrounded by rows of mango trees. The trees at the end of the garden never ripened, thinking that they would ripen tomorrow, but when he came tomorrow and looked, not a single fruit could be found on the tree. That's why the fruits of the trees in the last three rows of my grandfather's garden were never seen or harvested. About the man who roams our garden, I was very interested to know about the pond behind that, but because my mother made me take an oath not to go there, the history of that pond kept on being a mystery in my mind. Similarly, I started doing research on what happens to us after death, spirits and ghosts.

As I was always thinking about the same thing, I could hear every little sound and even in the dark I could understand who was in front of me. I was afraid of every little thing but in the beginning when I started to know the explanation of things, the fear decreased and the curiosity to know increased. Haven't been near my hometown pond but determined to meet everyone who knows about it. I met a lot of people, each one told a different story, I can't tell if it's true or not, but it was amazing. There are many stories about that pond, graves were seen falling through the floor, graves floating on top of the water, leaves sinking on the water and stones floating on the water, there was not a single fish in the pond, not even moss grew, the water was always clean, sick people used to go and sit in the graveyard. They used to smile happily when they were being buried. Some were cursing, some were crying, and others were dying. They say that it is always cold near that pond regardless of the season. Of all the stories about that pond, the one that still haunts me is the story about the two lovers, Roji Nani. Dismissing all the stories told till then as fabrications, I could not remove the things told about Roji Nani so easily.

The person who told about Roji Nani is seventy years old, he is a doctor, he has two servants living with him now, he has a big house, his wife died recently. Children are abroad. Everyone in the town says that his behavior is a little strange, at first I was afraid to meet him because he killed their wife, so many people thought that his children would not even come to see him. This is all fiction but no one knows how much truth there is. He, who usually does not meet anyone, once talked to the workers to meet me on the day I went to town. We have been watching that house since childhood, we have never seen him talk to anyone, not his wife or children. I wondered why he called me like that. But I went that he might know of the mystery of those tombs, for she healed the sick,

I dared to go near him, and after seeing him I realized that everything everyone thought till then was wrong. His hospitality was so great that he himself got up and took me inside when he saw me at the door. The house is very clean, calm and great. If you see expensive things in the house, you will know about their wealth. Two chairs were placed under a guava tree in their yard, banana trees were a short distance behind us, and he sat in front of me asking me to sit. Silver-shining hair, big beard, dark brown complexion, more than six feet tall, walking straight even at that age, wearing a brown kaddar shirt and pancha, looked like a sage. In their yard there are plants related to Ayurveda, small rolls, leaf juices stored in small glass bottles, black medicine bottles, maps of God, a big coconut tree with a big arugu under it, a mat on it, On the other side, there was a big rolling well, three buffaloes and two cows in one corner, the grass that was brought for them, and lastly a big guava tree and some banana trees behind it, it felt very pleasant to my heart. There was more space in the back than in front of that house, and looking at all that, it made sense that he was a big Ayurvedic doctor. After that tea was brought to both of them, before we asked why they were called while drinking tea, "Why are you so interested in Chandra's stage?" asked. Until then no one had told me that the grave pond was called Chandra Aedika. I wonder how a man who doesn't care about anyone knows what I know about them. There was more space in the back than in front of that house, and looking at all that, it made sense that he was a big Ayurvedic doctor. After that tea was brought to both of them, before we asked why they were called while drinking tea, "Why are you so interested in Chandra's stage?" asked. Until then no one had told me that the grave pond was called Chandra Aedika. I wonder how a man who doesn't care about anyone knows what I know about them. There was more space in the back than in front of that house, and looking at all that, it made sense that he was a big Ayurvedic doctor. After that tea was brought to both of them, before we asked why they were called while drinking tea, "Why are you so interested in Chandra's stage?" asked. Until then no one had told me that the grave pond was called Chandra Aedika. I wonder how a man who doesn't care about anyone knows what I know about them.

"You know if people are talking about you in the village, why are you so interested?". This time I was afraid, how he answered the words that I thought in my mind. Manishena got scared, I looked at his legs, I saw if his shadow was falling, I looked around, they were away for work, they were doing something, Anjaneya mantra was reading in my mind, meanwhile, "Ha ha ha... I am a man Babu. If you are so afraid to talk about it, you will be able to tolerate it," he said. Baboy, this man seems to know the education of mind reading, there is no benefit, you have to ask in the mind, not in words, I don't think, why is interest? I asked if I could know a little about you. "I am an Ayurvedic doctor, I know how to read other's mind, but not everyone's mind, I only read when I want to know about the ones I like, you have nothing to fear, I will tell you what you want about that stage". One more small doubt, why did you call me after not talking to anyone for such a long time and share things about that stage? "Ha ha ha ha…. You will know the whole story about Chandra Aedika before the telling is done". His manner of speech and smile make me feel scared, but because he knows the story, I dare you to tell it, so get ready to know. He started You will know the whole story about Chandra Aedika before the telling is done". His manner of speaking and his smile make me feel scared, but because he knows the story, I dare you to tell it, so get ready to find out. He started You will know the whole story about Harishchandra Vedika before the telling is done". His manner of speech and smile make me feel scared, but because he knows the story, I dare you to tell it, so get ready to know. He started........???

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