Ch10:The One Way Track

Vastav searched his pockets, he was left with no money. He even forgot that he had enough money in the Guwahati account which can support him till he finds another job or takes a decision. Escaping his mother's eyes, he searched for money lifting the Dunlops of the beds where chillers are kept. The bitter part of an Engineer's life. 1,2,3….Rs. 12 he counted and went to a nearby retail shop to buy an adhesive which is used as a means of intoxication, Ethyl Cyanoacrylate being one of its main components.

For him, being intoxicated, he can temporarily escape from the corporeal world from where opens the door of the next world. "Nasha ka Bhi aapna along funda hota hain. Kisi ko Raja bana deta hai, Kisi ko bhikhari,toh Kisi ko aapne ghar main chor."

Vastav regretted his karma but his mind was captured by illusions of an unknown realm. The level of addiction differs from person to person, so is it's the effect.

For a man with higher moral values and positive thoughts, his dreams too will be positive. Vastav is a Brahmin by birth and has seen and been a part of lots of pujas and havans at his place and now having a struggle within the core.

One takes a drug or liquor for entertainment, to collect false guts, to forget past encounters but some fall prey to it and end up as an incurable addict.

Till the society realizes, his parents realize he becomes the next victim of illusions… MAYA.

Vastav closed the door, poured the adhesive in a polybag, and started oral inhalation, closed his eyes, and felt a strong magnetic vibration inside him. Once again, from the beginning, he locked himself in the mirror and spoke to himself "Eka,… call me" Vastav felt his left hand searching for something in his pocket. He noticed the dark violet bracelet on his left wrist. All of a sudden, Vastav was awakened by a mobile tone. "Hello, hello… Vastav Bhaiya… it's me Eka", Vastav still in front of the mirror stood bewildered.

"When are you coming to collect your luggage, just do inform, I have taken the room where you stayed last in Sharada Vimala". The conversation came to a halt but Vastav was still confused about his internal command, which did manifest. He stood numb still feeling a hazy image and touch of the dark violet bracelet in the left wrist. His scientific mentality whispered…it was Eka's bracelet… Wow, Telepathy!!!!!

Vastav had lots of dreams in his intoxicated sessions after 'out of body experience' but his latest dream demands clarification.

He regained consciousness from his transcendental state.

The entire scene did replay as he versioned.

Eka did call him, gave him the information which already came to light in his vision a few minutes before "OK Eka, I will come on Saturday next".

But karma and phal can never be parted. A series of events that we feel occur in our life without our will are pre-processed indications merging for the fulfillment of a foreordained cause.

The foreordained cause may be the inception of a higher-order multitask.

Vasu's beliefs which got segmented as laymen due to social beliefs and parental upbringing are now on the way to merging into one.

But for completion of any cause, one must be driven to the extreme of madness to learn rather than going for materialistic thirsts.

Vasu was mesmerized by the euphoric call of Eka. The mobile tone in his N-72 brought him back into the corporeal world.

He felt the first taste of telepathy. He wondered does the power does exist in him or it's merely a coincidence. "It can't be the effect of toxins, even if it is, then I need these intoxicated sessions to master this art and benefit someone who is in deep pain". Vastav didn't realize that all he needs is a spiritual Guru to enhance his superconscious potential or the illusions created by his negative self will get hold of him.

"Hello, hello.... Vasu Da, it's me Dev.

You didn't even inform that you returned home, mom is very angry with you".

Dev was his cousin and Dev's mother Kanupriya his uncle's daughter who stays in Guwahati 6th mile. When are you coming to Guwahati ?" Dev demanded.

"OK baba, next Saturday, I am coming", replied Vastav with guilt.

Vastav felt a strong urge to meet Bahurja Bhagawati before the journey. He cleaned his favorite side bag in which was drawn the swastika '卐' the symbol of progress and the punchline "The Bag Of Knowledge" and set out a quick plan to take Bahurja Bhagawati's blessings for a new life.

The whistling of Kalongpar Express alerted Vasu that he reached his destiny. But this was an odd journey. He remained silent in the journey but his co-passengers communicated with him in sign language. He could easily understand their emotions and replied in silence. Vastav entered into a deeper level of energy which needs a perfect understanding that he lags totally. Ordinary masses believe that fate controls and decide everything that happens in a way and cannot be prevented or changed.

But strong faith....adamant faith, the peak of madness in faith in oneself or anybody challenges the existence of fate. Vastav didn't even realize that his inner self surrendered to Bahurja Bhagawati. His conscious mind bowed in front of Bahurja's unseen energy which he felt from within. On reaching Pan Bazaar station Vastav noticed a queer figure, a man on a black turban standing on the stairs which lead to the entrance of the station. The man in black turban smiled at Vastav.

Vastav noticed that the smile doesn't come automatically, the man was trying to control it and the smile emerged forcefully and inspired by all his efforts he spoke out "Welcome to Guwahati, Vasu. You will find my presence everywhere in your next trial. Don't speak to anyone whom you don't know, talk with them mentally taking them like me. Remember, your confidence will be my confidence. I am with you". Saying these, the man became unconscious. A huge mass gathering surrounded the place. Vastav somehow managed to escape the gathering.

As he darted through the stairs he remembered what his mother told in the morning. "Vasu, today is the 8th of December and we have arranged a Mrityunjay Puja on 13th of December for you. Don't lengthen your journey.