“Mumma, let’s go!”
“Where?” Sonali asked her son, Dev.
Dev pointed out towards the stalls where they were selling these indigenous dolls.
Sonali laughed at her son and took him there; she was surprised seeing the fascination of her son towards these dolls. It was quite unlikely of him; he usually preferred Airplanes and cars to play with.
Dev was looking at each one of them so closely and so carefully, Sonali couldn’t help but imagine only if he would study his textbooks so closely and carefully, suddenly, her eyes went back, behind the stalls. There was this huge well which made her shivered. She blinked her eyelids and remembered the area where she is now. She was terrified.
She tightly grasped Dev’s hand, and ordered him to come with her, “Let’s go Dev, we shouldn’t be here”
Dev looked at his mother with sheer anger in his eyes, he was fuming.
Sonali raised her eyebrows at him; she had never experienced this brand new anger of Dev, He never got angry, but she couldn’t care any less. She just snatched the doll from his hand and took him away.
He started rebelling, shouting and crying! Sonali looked at her son, what is wrong with him she thought.
“What are doing Dev? We’re at a public place, JUST BEHAVE” she shouted him.
“I won’t go until and unless we buy that doll” Dev said, pointing at the same doll his mother snatched away from him.
Sonali sighed; she never denied Dev anything, so she went back to the stall and picked the doll which Dev wanted, the doll had an evil grin which made Sonali feel uneasy. She didn’t appreciate the way the doll was looking at her! So she tried to bargain with Dev,
“Son, why do you want this ugly doll? We can buy some other doll”
“No! DARE YOU CALL HER UGLY MOTHER, She is the strongest and the prettiest, but yeah, you will never get it, only if you would have got it…”
She didn’t understand what was Dev implying but as she wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible, she didn’t argue much. She paid for the creepy doll and just left.
When she reached back to her in-laws home where she was currently staying, she rushed to find Anurag, her husband.
“Anurag, you won’t believe, what happened today” she shrieked,
“What’s wrong honey? He asked, sensing the behaviour of his wife.
“We shouldn’t have come back over here, I saw that well today, I am terrified” she replied.
“Ha-ha! My silly woman, It has been years since that incident and it’s not something new, it keeps happening here” he consoled.
“Yeah, you’re right! I am just over reacting.” She replied.
At the same time, Dev came inside the room, he looked at his parents and showed them the doll and asked, Dad? Mom? Do your’ll recognize Ananya?
Anurag and Sonali both exchanged glances, they were appalled.
Anurag asked Dev, “Why did you name her Ananya, son? Why not Aaliya, it’s much more cute”
Dev sourly replied, “Because, It’s her name and you both shouldn’t poke your nose in her business, you both have already done enough, now it’s her chance!”
Sonali took a deep breath and took a step backward; Anurag held her hand tightly and shouted at Dev, asking him to go out.
“Why is he talking like this? How did he come to know?” asked Sonali with fear in her eyes.
“I don’t know, possibly his grandpa is feeding him with stories, I will talk to dad” replied Anurag
“You better” said Sonali and then they both went to catch some sleep.
It was around 2:30am, when Sonali opened her eyes, she was thirsty. She reluctantly got up and went to the kitchen; she could hear murmurs and whispers from Dev’s room. She opened his bedroom door.
Anurag abruptly got up from his slumber, he could hear noises downstairs, and he looked here and there! He blamed it on his imagination and again drifted off to sleep but within few minutes, he heard a loud cry of pain. He was petrified. He looked to his side, and Sonali was missing. He stood up quickly, his heart was beating loudly! He urgently picked up his cricket bat just in case he had to attack the intruders in his house, he walked slowly. As he began walking, he felt that somebody was behind him, He didn’t stop neither did he turn back, he just kept walking following the noise. His hands were trembling as he grasped onto the metal doorknob of Devs bedroom, but before opening the bedroom he took his cell phone and dialled 100.
As soon as he opened the door, He shouted loudly! He dropped hard on his knees; his heart was on fire seeing the love of his life in ashes, on the floor was lying his wife! Her hands and limbs were broken brutally, her intestines were pulled out! He couldn’t look at the scene! The blood pool around him just got bigger and bigger and finally reached his feet and that is when he realized that the killer would be still there and what about his son, but before he could react, he was on the ground.
He felt a sharp pain as if somebody slashed his back, the pain shot up through his body forcing out a scream. In the process of falling, he managed to hold his phone in his hand and shout HELP! Please! And then he again felt the slash and that is when he lost all his hope. He could feel his last breath but somehow he managed to turn around and look at his attackers face! IT WAS HIS SON, his own flesh and blood, His eyes showed hatred, anger and disgust! In his hand was his doll, before Anurag could contemplate the scene, he was long gone!
Police arrived in a while, they broke the door open! Both Sonali and Anurag were dead; it was visible that they were brutally killed, but Dev, he was very much alive sleeping peacefully hugging his doll tightly in his arms in his blood soaked clothes.
The CCTV footage showed how Dev had killed them both and as he was really young, he was kept under observations. The doctors found his mental condition to be unstable.
Three years later, Dev leaked out some secrets which he was holding ever since his parent’s death.
“How are you Dev?” his therapist, Manali asked him in her usual calm but happy tone.
“I know who killed them” He replied, fiddling his fingers. He was sniffing.
Manali knew Dev killed them but she wanted to know what was going inside his head, so she asked him, “Who?”
“My sister” He said.
Manali was confused, “you don’t have any sister dear”
“Not anymore, my mom and dad killed her as soon as she was born, she was thrown into that well, the well behind the stall” he replied coldly with anger in his eyes.
“What are you talking about Dev?” She asked fearfully
“Here, meet my sister Ananya, My bua kept her name so, Its a beautiful name, Isn’t it?” He handed over the doll to Manali.
“Yes, it is Dev but She is a doll not your sister, I hope you understand” she said.
“No, she has the spirit of my sister! She was killed by my parents when she took birth just because she was a girl” Dev said.
Manali looked at the doll closely; she could see the victorious grin on her face! She was scared but she tried to maintain her calm posture.
“Why will they kill her?” Manali asked
“Everybody has obsession with boys, especially in our culture! They don’t love girls! They don’t like god’s creation equally, you know what, I personally feel that THEY DESERVED IT, Everybody who does this, deserves this” replied Dev.
My first fiction here! 😛