The Secret of the Chalisa by Dr. Runjhun Saxena Subhanand Read Free Book Online

somewhere!” exclaimed Ravi. “And we can’t proceed further until we have them.”
    The observation was very clear. The vault couldn’t open without the key and any forceful attempt would destroy the vault.
    “To find those idols I need to ask him for help, no matter what he says,” Sanjeev determined.
    “OK, if you persist. Anyways I’m not accompanying you. But I can suggest you one thing. Talk to Bhumija. She’s more sensible than her father,” Pawan advised.
    It was becoming tougher for Sanjeev. With every step forward he discovered that things became complicated even more. He thought of giving up so many times but thesis completion was a strong motivating force driving him. The saddened look on Sanjeev’s face melted Pawan’s heart.
    “I guess I can give you some more information. When you are prepared for danger the fear of unknown vanishes.
    So Mamaji amd Mamiji live in Dalan Wala locality. It’s one of the most sought after residential places of the day. It’s their ancestral home. Ma was also living there before marriage. As a child I have very fond memories of my childhood with my Nanaji and Naniji. But after their death my visits decreased.
    Mamaji is a builder by profession but he is also a political party worker. They say that this year he may become an MLA. I find him a very shrewd person though. But Mamiji is a very gentle and humble lady. She’s raised her two kids very well. They named their elder daughter Bhumija.
    She’s a very adorable girl, full of love and laughter. Just like her mother she’s very caring. People choose profession, but in her case the profession chose her rightly. She’s a doctor and appearing for her post graduate entrance examinations. She has all it takes to be a good doctor, a caring nature, genuine empathy for patients, profound insight for diagnosis and treatment of diseases, intellectual approach and a kind heart. No wonder Ma and she enmeshed so well. I’ve seen her working late hours with Ma in the laboratory and then without begrudging she left for hospital early morning.
    She justifies her name aptly, just like Goddess Sita, she is an epitome of love, affection and wisdom. You’ll relate well with her as you are also a doctor. She may also give you an opinion on her ongoing research with Ma. After all she’s the only one remaining who could throw some light on that subject.
    Mamiji’s second child is a son, Lakshman. He’s a sad story though. All his milestones as a child were normal; in fact he showed great potential in fine arts. His explicit painting skills have been showcased in art galleries. Colors and brushes seem to become alive in his hands. He was about to go abroad for graduation in fine arts, when a sad incident happened.
    They say one night he returned late after attending a birthday part of his friend. Coming so late was against his nature and principles, but when he came he was looking exhausted as if he was returning from a marathon. He looked scared to his bones and even his name brought terror to him. He was just repeating the name Celact. In the morning they took him to the doctor, even Ma went rushing there. Since then it’s been a sorrow to see such a talented child being robbed off of his creativeness. He was diagnosed acute stress syndrome, though some said post traumatic stress disorder, and some even suggested schizophrenia. Sadly, Ma expired few days after that.
    Ma had been trying to treat him, but there was just a transient reduction in his symptoms. Bhumija still takes utmost care of him. They both worked late in the lab to formulate some palliative medications. However their efforts had been in vain, in fact in the presence of Ma he would utter Celact repeatedly.
    Well this just gave me an idea. You can approach Mamaji with an effort to treat Lakshman. I know he won’t allow you in, but Kesari will entertain. You may just be a silver lining in the dark cloud for her.”
    Pawan’s words illuminated Sanjeev’s thoughts.