I come from a place famous.....I was in juniour class.....then the beast was taken way my mahout...... sir it was something called jitsu or karate .
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sir can I cook somethig speacial something toight After all today is an auspicious day — according to tradition weprepare various delicacies to feed the spirits of our ancestorstoday, sir.”That night Mahendra enjoyed the most delicious dishes
Mahendran was a junior supervisor on a firm which hired supervisors at various types of construction sites :factories , bridges , damns and so on mahendran"s job was to keep an eye on the activities at the work site.he had to keep moving from plce to place every now and then as ordered by his head office.from a coal mining area to railway bridge and so on .
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you know sir the entire factory area we are occupying was once a burial ground . i knew it first day itself when i saw human skull lying in the path.
one assest he had was his cook Iswaran. the cook was quite attached to mahendra and followed him uncomplainingly wherever he was posted ,he cooked for mahendra washed his clothes and chatted away with his master at night . he could weave out endless stories and anecdoteson varied subjects
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Mahendra would be up early in the morning and leave forwork after breakfast, carrying some prepared food with him.Meanwhile Iswaran would tidy up the shed, wash the clothes,and have a leisurely bath, pouring several buckets of water overhis head, muttering a prayer all the while.
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That night Mahendra enjoyed the most delicious dinner andcomplimented Iswaran on his culinary skills. He seemed verypleased but, unexpectedly, launched into a most garish accountinvolving the supernatural.“
Iswaran narrated Mhaendra the story how he sometimes saw ghosts at night . he tells Iswaran that is all his imagination and nothing of it is true .....
im not easily frightened by these things sir .but one horrible ghost of an woman which appears off and on midnight during the full moon.. it is an ugly creature with matted hair and shrivelled face like a skelton holding a foetus
every night mahendra peered into darkness outside through his window next to his bed trying to make sure that there was no movement of dark shapes in the vicinity He had always liked to admire the milk-white landscape onfull-moon nights. But after hearing Iswaran’s story of the female ghost he avoided looking out of his window altogether when the moon was full. at the middle of night he was waken up by a low moan . lowering himself he looked out in the window there was a dark cloudy form .he fell back in his bed sacred but thinking it was an auto suggestion....