THE BLACK BOTTLE

At night, Jain covered himself with a blanket of snow and stared at the sky.

Every day since childhood he used to come to that terrace with his father and look at the stars in the sky.As a child, whenever Jain asked about his mother, what his father used to say pointing at the shining star in the sky, suddenly ran through his mind.

"When our loved ones die, they are reborn as a star to see us. The twinkling star to look at us in the distance .... is your mother.she is smiling at you and she always want to see your smiling face. "

A river was created in his eyes and those eyes were shining like a star. He looked at the star twinkling at him and spoke as if to his mother;

"Mom, I feel like losing the last light inside me. The mother in my memory was created by him. Since my childhood,he is not only my dad but also my best friend.He told me that God's blessing is on my fingertips. He also encouraged me to draw. It was because of him that my mind became strong. But now Dad needs my help.

His mind is not like that of an average person..He has a strong mind that can withstand whatever comes his way.It is not easy for the mind of such a person to become so fragmented without an image. So what really happened to him at Lomekwi?

Prior to this, he had traveled the paths in front of him alone. Despite his low salary, Dad was an excellent archaeologist, as he was a man who aspired to find the foundation of antiquity.

That man is my hero. He is my own strength that made me realize the joys of being a passionate person. I do not want you to be with me yet .But mom, today I wish you are here for the first time ...."

He slept after talking to the star for a long time. Mr. Sebastian's call came in the morning;

"Jain, I know about your current situation. May Matthew recover quickly .I know most of his progress .May he recover completely.

But before that we need papers that he did not complete as well as the artefacts he collected from there."

"Uncle, Dad's stuff is still in the room. I might put all this aside. If you came you could have taken what was needed because I do not know anything more about your research."

"It's okay, I'll be there tomorrow. "

He hung up the phone and went straight to his father's workroom. Entering that room is like stepping into a world centuries ago.

The walls are lined with ancient structures from different countries.

Lots of dusty books ...... Jain looked at his dad's bag and found a lot of papers in it.

'Archaeologist's actually called as diggers but they are associated with Adventure Travel , tombs and treasures'

Jain looked at everything through it. Later in the bag he saw a few stones, and suddenly it broke in his eyes ... a small black bottle.

It's a bottle which looks very special .He looked at it curiously. A small bottle so dark that you can not see what's inside .He shook it ... no sound.The lid was made in a special way and shape. he tried to open it but could not...

He later went to the terrace with the same bottle;

Talked and looked at the stars as before. Enjoyed the beauty of the night. Suddenly Alice called.

"Jaine, Did you cancel your painting exhibition ?"

"Yes "

"Jaine, We planned it long ago.

It's such a great program, it's a great opportunity for you .There are still two months to go.

Then why did you just cancel it?"

"

I know I can not .I have not been able to complete any of my paintings as I wish. I do not think so ...."

"But... Jaine.... "

Suddenly the signal on the phone started decreasing .The volume was cut off and then the phone was completely silent .Jaine ran his fingers over the phone. Light was off in most of the flats..time 12: 00.Wherever there was light, the light went on and on.He looked up with a kind of terrible fear.

It was a sight he had never seen before in his life .He could not breathe for a moment.

His arms and legs behaved like waves and sweat was flowing. He looked up like a statue....