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_______________________ ‘Hang on, Sanchi’ their hands were clasped tightly. His acrophobia didn’t let him open his eyes, but the fear...

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Tantra:

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‘Come to me.’ The mystical whisper woke Shailesh from the unconscious. Gazing at the smoky surroundings, he wiped his eyes for a clearer view.

The whole place looked messy, as if a tornado occurred inside. Trying to reason what happened; he rose to walk but impinged onto something.The object, which collided with him, shook him to core. Funked, his throat choked. He looked around, the whole hut was burning.

35 minutes earlier –

‘Baba! This will work no?’

‘Baccha! Drop your worries, that puny witch will begone from your life, forever.

The tantric took a fistful of ash, muttering mantras and dredged it into an earthen bowl. Shailesh was perturbed to what he was looking; the bowl started lifting in the air, slowly. Flames were now emitting of its mouth.

‘This mooth will finish that witch baccha, within an hour, it will return with the news.’

Barely ten minutes passed, they heard a shriek. Tantrik closed his eyes to meditate and when he opened them, Shailesh was horrified looking at the fear in the tantrik’s eyes.’

‘You fool! What have you got me into?’

‘Baba, she’s a witch, she’s haunting me in my dreams. And that’s why I am here at you refuge.’

'MOORKH! She is no ordinary witch. She is a Dakini, her powers are unparalleled, now we both will die.’

‘HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.’A dreadful laugh shuddered them. The earthen bowl, invoked by the tantric returned, with her. She smashed it on the exteriors of the hut, setting it on fire,

Present:

Shailesh was quivering; the tantrik’s corpse was recumbent in front of his face. He dared not to move an inch. The gate opened, covered in a black saree, she moved closer to him, hovering in the air.

She waved her hands upwards and with that, Shailesh’s body started ascending, in the air.

‘It’s been months since I have tasted human blood, and you, ‘she looked at him lasciviously, ‘are a treat. Before relishing your blood, I will have a thirty min. stint of pleasure and pain.’ She draw his face closure, ‘Pleasure for me, and pain, for you.’



The room went resonant with her shriek.

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