Jyotsna and the ghost of the lost traveler

Jyotsna and the ghost of the lost traveler

By:  Ankit Roy  Ongoing
Language: English
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A eleven year old Jyotsna hears about the legend of a local ghost. When her father finds out about illegal activities in the factory he works, he dies in a freak accident. Jyotsna decides to investigate the matter. Local children are kidnapped, never to be seen again. When one of her friends is abducted, she suspects her dad's boss. When she meets a man who was abducted but returned, she convinces him to accompany her to the ghost's lair to confront her dad's boss, only to find a disgusting secret.

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Indrani Roy Mukherjee
outstanding
2021-09-02 01:45:00
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Indrani Roy Mukherjee
blissful...
2021-08-09 02:29:08
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Indrani Roy Mukherjee
it's great to read something besides erotica
2021-07-31 01:30:50
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Somnath Roy
well written
2021-07-12 18:20:18
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Deepayan Shandilya
I like the little Indian things that you have captured. Kudos to you! Get a hardcover copy if you can!
2021-07-10 01:59:58
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Elise
Well written! Realistic! I thoroughly enjoyed your writing, author. It's a pleasure to read your work. I genuinely found it interesting. Please keep up the good work and good luck. I hope this book gets many reads! :D
2021-07-05 20:30:39
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Indrani Mukherjee
fantastic, can't wait for next.
2021-07-04 11:18:42
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Swaroopa Nandy
A great read!
2021-07-02 11:50:45
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Somnath Roy
well written and original storyline
2021-06-26 23:05:02
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Ankit Roy
Please read my work and rate it! Thanks
2021-06-25 20:10:32
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Deepayan Shandilya
Engaging and good for teens and young adults
2021-06-25 04:09:09
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Indrani Mukherjee
looks promising
2021-06-25 02:01:08
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Kapil Bhama
A well conceived and presented story. Background, characters and situations seems realistic and Ankit succeeded keeping it alive throughout. An appreciable effort by young writer.
2021-07-04 13:38:43
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Jay Mhekzy
Interesting read. Update soon.
2021-06-26 08:28:47
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13 Chapters

Jyotsna & Anwar

It was mid-April in a small village in Bengal, some forty kilometres from Kolkata. Jyotsna Sharma was sitting in one corner of a classroom, overlooking the field outside. Purple flowers adorned the grass here and there and a small sparrow sat in ambush, perched atop a small bush, waiting for the juiciest grasshopper to wander its way. Jyotsna was a regular eleven year old and was as white as marble and as thin as a twig. Her father had a day job and was a part time community priest. An eternal Brahmin, he was proud of his ‘Gotra’, the lineage. They descended from the great seer, Rishi Kashyap in whose honor the Indian state of Kashmir was named. Jyotsna lived in a small industrial village of Kaligram where her father worked as the testing supervisor in the factory. They lived in the company quarters that had a huge playground, a temple and a small shopping corner where you could buy groceries, stationary and other essentials. School was a block away, just around the
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Chief's hidey hole

It was three thirty in the evening when Jyotsna and Anwar went back. They sneaked through their secret tunnel (they called it a tunnel for want of a better word) and tiptoed to the classroom. It was empty except Jyotsna’s bag and Anwar’s slate on the teacher’s desk. Someone might have put it there.“I won’t go home”, Anwar said.“Where will you go then?” Jyotsna’s interest peaked.Anwar just looked at her and shrugged his shoulder, “Abba will kill me if he finds out what I did. But you don’t go telling him anything”“I won’t” she pouted.“Swear it! Or I’ll tell about your diary!”“I swear I won’t tell” She stormed out of the class leaving him behind. The diary was a secret she had entrusted Anwar with! She couldn’t imagine he would use it to his advantage. It was a crime! She thought. While she walked out of the
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The Bhulo

Anwar and Jyotsna hid behind a guava tree twenty feet away from Mahadev’s house. Mahadev was jumping up and down running across the small front with a stick in his raised hand, shouting at invisible men. A whitewashed sign near the entrance read Mr. R K Nandi, General Manager, Franco Midland Electrical Hardware Limited.“Let’s kick him in the guts” Anwar said with gritted teeth.“No! You’ll be in more trouble” Jyotsna said and briskly walked at the gate, ignoring a perplexed Mahadev.The curtains were drawn on the windows and it was cooler inside. There was no one in the living room. A faint sound of a news reporter babbling on the radio greeted her as did the mouth-watering aroma of deep fried spices. Mahadev dashed inside and the three started to squabble.Hearing the commotion, a tall and lean woman entered the room. She wore a red printed sari with the trail end neatly tucked into her slim waist. A torrent of
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The return of the ghost

Jyotsna was shaken awake by her mother early the next morning. “Wake up”, she said, “school starts in twenty minutes”. Jyotsna sat up and stretched her arms, yawning loudly. A dull ache throbbed her head as she slipped down the bed and looked around, struggling not to jump down the soft mattress and snore away in peace. Her brown school tunic and white shirt was neatly laid over a chair and a lunch box wrapped in newspaper was on her study table, courtesy of her mother. She peered out the window. An already bright sun was shining over the lawn, reflecting on the pearl shaped morning dew. She squinted towards the forest he and Anwar had traversed last night and a strange chill engulfed her. Her head throbbed mightily and for an instant, she felt like going back to sleep.  But then the faint aroma of incense sticks and the sound of prayer bell filled her with hope. She clenched her fist and got dressed for school. She met Anwar inside the class, neatly dressed, hairs stic
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The night curfew

Jyotsna felt a sudden curiosity firing her neurons. She stepped out of her bed and went straight to the roof of the building. Anwar was already sitting there with Etan and Brojen, the notorious twins. They were the nosiest boys she had ever know, both in the sixth grade. With a smile she reserved for the worst of crimes, she asked Anwar, “what’s the ghost of Raja Kirshna what’s-it?” The three of them gave her a weak smile. Brojen twirled his right hand and did a sort of a bow and Etan said, “When the factory workers came here ten years ago, when all this was just a huge jungle with an empty factory building and a few huts scattered here and there, the local dwellers, the adivasi’s here talked about a legend. They believed that the ghost of Raja Krishnachandra made travellers lose their way and lured them in.” “Where did he lure them into?” she asked flinging her legs across the thin walls separating the two buildings. “No one knows. Probably deep inside the j
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The Science teacher

The next few days, students were escorted to their classes and a strict vigilance was maintained in the school. Fire sir could be found standing beside the assembly hall staring menacingly at students roaming around the front door. The corridors went deserted except for the file of students being escorted to science labs or library. Any laughter in the school stifled soon and sounded unnatural. Jyotsna, Anwar, Etan and Brojen found themselves sticking together, like sort of a team. The three boys endlessly discussed the ghost legend and kept asking Anwar to recount his experience. Meanwhile, Mahadev had gathered a gang around himself. Ruben and Bani, thick necked and curly haired, roared with laughter whenever he did a ridiculous impression of Anwar trapped in the jungle with the ‘bhulo’. “Hey, Anwar!” shirked Piu, a slim little brown girl, “I’ve heard you are friends with the floating heads?” “Ignore them” hissed Jyotsna as they jumped down the tables and sat on the
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Will & Wont

Heart pounding, Jyotsna sat up abruptly in bed. “Shit, Shit, Shit!” A faint whistle had sounded a minute ago followed by a low howl. ‘The Twins’. Jyotsna walked silently to the front door and pressed her ear to it listening for any sound in the hallway. There was a creak of a door and a soft click. She looked over her shoulder to look at the time. It was two in the morning. Jyotsna twirled the end of her night gown on her fingers. She waited for half a minute, sighed, and wrenching the door open as silently as she could and took off after him as she watched his red head disappear under the stairs. Once outside, she ran swiftly to Anwar and yelled, “You fool! What if you are caught?" 'Or worse, kidnapped like Nelson?' She thought. Just then the twins came hopping along. They were exactly similar except Etan was fatter than Brojen. The two raised their pink pudgy hands for a bump.Anwar ignored Jyotsna and hi-fived the two. Together they head
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The Karate Class

Mr. Nandy kept marching forward holding Mahadev’s hand followed by the four huddled together. Jyotsna was suddenly aware of all the sounds around her. The crackling of a twig, the crushing of the leaves under their feet and the insects buzzing around in the distance. But there was something else that took her thoughts astray. A low persistent hum, like the scraping of stones with a stone cutter or a hand drill. Like metal on rock. They walked in silence for a minute. Then Anwar spoke, “When I saw ‘IT’, It felt like a gigantic dragon with huge shiny eyes and sharp jaws.” Mr. Nandy stopped abruptly and the kids rammed into him. He turned around and stared at Anwar. “I am a simple village man and value the lessons taught by our elders enormously. Make it a habit not to trivialize warnings given to you. It has been an unspoken rule in the village to avoid the forest to shorten your travels. And at times when the powers of evil are exalted kids have been known to disappea
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The Fist Fight

The Fist Fight The next day school ended with excitement! Jyotsna, Anwar and the twins were all up for the duel and hurried with the rest of the Karate kids onto the school grounds. “I wonder whom I will fight” Said Anwar loudly. They edged forward onto the chattering crowd and looked at Sabu Sir. He was standing in the middle of the grounds, in his candy white robes and black belt, waving his hands with a wide grin. Fire Sir was towering beside him with a stern face, almost sad. The chatter died away and Sabu Sir said, “You’ll be dividing into pairs, but choose an opponent of your own stature. The one left out wait for your turn.” The students began to shuffle and shift like a colony of lost ants. Jyotsna stood there and saw Anwar’s red head move towards Mahadev. Ruben and Brojen faced each other, scowling, to the right of Anwar. Just when she thought she was left out, Piu, the big seventh grade girl took the place in front of her. Jyotsna sa
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The letter from no one

It was nearing five thirty and Mr. Sharma was sitting alone in his dingy cabin, staring at the long accounting logs. It was an hour past the usual office hours and he wasn’t sure what he was waiting for. He had read and reread the logs, double checking every single entry for its legal sanctity. Everything added up and yet there was this unmistakable entry, like a small splinter in your nails that hurts a lot but doesn’t come out. Every month a huge sum of money was credited from a small time vendor that didn’t match with any purchase, sales or tax entry. He cursed his fate for opening the unsolicited envelope he received anonymously. Curiosity had gotten the better of him and curiosity killed the cat! Now he was stuck with these logs and the cursed knowledge of the unknown source of investment, illegal in all probability. He could burn the papers and forget he had received any such letter and live with the forbidden fruit. His pulse quickened at the very thought of covering up. Why
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