Split Personality
A romantic, paranormal and psychological thriller
Kotra Siva Rama Krishna
“Your mom and the women in the prior generation of your families are prostitutes and they have been accommodating the men in the village. After becoming pregnant your mom did not allow any other men to have it with her with the fear that she might lose pregnancy and those three who could not have sex in other ways and starved for it for a long time, found her suddenly like that and they did it so to her.” Pomya sighed heavily and said “As a prostitute she has to give it to the men who come to her and she cannot deny those three also. That was her mistake which led to that gang-rape. Generally with Amsara’s sexual intercourse itself the pregnancy would be aborted but it did not happen so to your mom after the immediate gang-rape also. It is just because Amsara still liked your mom and she is not trying to understand that.”
“Now they want to have me also and mom does not like it.” Okatho said “Mom does not want us both turned out to be prostitutes. She wants us both to lead respectable family lives with our husbands.”
“That is a mistake! No one should forsake the duty assigned to them. If all the ladies turned out to be family women, who would accommodate the unfortunate men who cannot have sex through wives?” Pomya knitted her brows together. “In my opinion you both should try to be the best prostitutes rather than family ladies.”
“What you both girls are doing here?” both Okatho and Evalla turned their heads when they heard the voice of Charakka. “You found that Pomya here again who died a long time back.”
“You are absolutely right.” Evalla said angrily. “We are talking very important matters and you came here only to disturb us.”
“You both are seeing her every now and then.” Charakka smiled and said “Next time you both talk those important matters with her. Now come with me. Mom is waiting for you in the home.”
“Pomya want us both to be best prostitutes rather than family women.” While walking with Charakka towards their home Evalla said. “For generations together the women in our families are prostitutes and in her opinion that it is not better we do change it now.”
“But mom does not like it.” Okatho said. “She wants us both to be fucked only by our husband but no one else.”
“She wants to change something now which no women in the prior generations in your family did not even think.” Charakka sighed heavily. “I cannot say whether it is for good or bad.”
“But I want to have fucking by more men than a single one.” Evalla suddenly laughed and said “I just don’t know why mom is not thinking like that but fucking with more men also would be good.”
“You are not a woman yet and until you become a woman it is not possible or allowed.” Charakka suddenly stopped and looked into the face of Okatho and Okatho also stopped. “I can do that for you if you like. You are already a woman”
Okatho nodded her head in negation and said. “Mom, want us both to be respectable housewives and I want to be just like that. I am going to be fucked only by my husband but no one else.”
“I have no objection to be a prostitute once I become a woman.” Evalla said. “But I don’t let every person fuck me. I let only those who I do like.”
“But you should not be so once you are a prostitute.” There was full desire in the face of Charakka while he was looking at her. Even she has not become a woman yet, Evalla was very much beautiful! “Prostitutes should consider every man who comes to them if they pay the money.”
“I am clear in my opinion. I never become a prostitute and lead life as a respectable house wife.” Okatho said firmly.
“Then take me as your husband.”
“You are too old to become my husband Charakka.” Okatho laughed. “I want someone young, compatible with my age to be my husband.”
“Whether I prefer to become a prostitute or family woman, I give you a chance to fuck me Charakka” Evalla said. “I have no such restrictions. You are always be great helpful to us and how I can forget about that?”
“But Eva, you want to be the wife of our great grandfather Michivako who took birth somewhere and I don’t think it is wise that you do give chance to anyone to fuck you.” Looking angrily into Evalla’s face, Okatho said.
“Mom is now wife of our dad and how she is giving chance to that many people to have her including those rogues? What’s wrong in giving chance to a good person like Charakka?” Evalla’s face also suddenly filled with an angry expression.
“Mom always regrets it. Mom hates herself for doing it like that.” Okatho was still angry.
“That is one mistake your mom is doing” Charakka said “She hates sex which is such a favourabale thing to Amsara. That is one reason why Amsara does not grace your family.”
“Mom does not hate sex. She just hates to have it from that many number of men immorally.” Okatho looked into the face of Charakka.
“Amsara does like immoral sex, incest in fact.” With firmness in his voice Charakka said. “He likes everything that god does not like. He likes those people who go against god’s morals and rules. You both girls should choose between god’s ways or Amsara’s ways.”
“Mom follows god’s ways and adores god.” Okatho said. “I follow mom’s steps.”
“That is another mistake she is doing.” Charakka said. “That is another reason for Amsara’s anger on your family. He punishes those who try to follow god also despite being his devotees. Your mom is a direct descendant to that Michivako who was a great devotee of Amsara. That is why he let the baby in her womb to survive even after his sexual intercourse with her and a gang rape. He let her have another baby also. But he does not like your mom’s hating sex and adoring god also and disobeying him like that. Because of that she has become an enemy to Amsara. I think you both understood why Amsara does not grace or punish your family members.”
Okatho and Evalla looked into each other’s faces with confusing expressions and they did not know what to say.
“You both girls have to break what your mom is doing. If you want to have the grace of Amsara, adore only him and never try to follow the god rules. You both do have to hate god and go against him if you want the grace of Amsara.”
“What would happen if I want to follow god’s rules and adore god now?” Okatho asked him.
“Why Okatho, why do you want to ask a question like this now, do you really want to follow god’s rules and become a devotee to him?” with a horrifying expression on his face Charakka asked. “The only one reason why Amsara did not punish you people yet is; except your mom none of you are trying to follow the rules of god. But if you both also try to follow hundred percent god’s ways, you have to taste the wrath of Amsara and you already have heard how cruel he is. God always is quite slow and Amsara is fast whether it is in showing his grace or punishing.”
“Sister you tell me where was this god while those rogues were gang-raping our mother and she was suffering like that?” Okatho asked suddenly looking into the face her sister Evalla.
“Where was this Amsara while that thing was taking place?” Okatho knitted her brows together.
“You cannot understand one thing; in fact Amsara likes such type of incidents. He just enjoyed your mom being raped like that. Now also he is happy as your mother is giving herself to men like that. What all he does not like are; her hating sex and trying to follow god’s ways.”
“You are not the first person who is telling this to me. Pomya also is saying the same.” Sighing heavily Okatho said. “I am afraid I also cannot like Amsara’s wishes.”
“It is dangerous! Very much dangerous!” once again with a horrifying expression in his face Charakka said. “Just remember your grandfather who made the prior generations of your family start adoring Amsara and got his grace. All the prior generations of your family were quite wealthy and enjoyed comforts except your family just because your mother defying the wishes of Amsara.”
“But all the women in the prior generations of our family were prostitutes.” Okatho said.
“It is the rule; it is the law in fact god’s also.” Charakka said. “A prostitute and her girl children should remain prostitutes to accommodate the needy men and the boy children should work as pimps. Amsara likes sex and he punishes the women who hates sex and does not like to have it with many men.”
Okatho and Evalla once again remained silent as they did not know what to say to that.
“Amsara is not against women marrying men and try to be wives but they should not limit themselves to their husbands. They should love sex and try to have in the way Amsara likes.”
“I marry my great grandfather Michivako whom Pomya said I am destined to marry.” With firmness in her voice Evalla said. “But I don’t limit myself to one man. I always follow Amsara rules and please him.”
“That is indeed a wise idea!” with an appreciative expression in his face Charakka said.
They started walking once again to reach their home.
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Evalla sat straight on the bed with a start and found her body with full of sweat. For the first time, she remembered a crucial part in her life! She could not have any feeling when she came to know that Okatho was her sister, but now she has! Now she could remember everything that she saw and hear in the dream and she has a doubt whether it was really a dream. A dream could not be that much vivid and people could not remember their dreams with this much of clarity once they woke up.
Her mother was a prostitute! She has to accommodate those men also who gang-raped her like that. She could remember everything in that dream so clear. She wanted to be a prostitute. She wanted to have fucking from more men. Moreover, while she was thinking that her heart speed increased even more, she wanted to marry the person who made the people in the prior generations in their family to adore Amsara. She has chosen to marry Viswanadh. She did not know why she felt that strongly but she wanted to marry Viswanadh, expressed herself so at him and now she was his wife. Would it mean that Viswanadh was that very person, her great grandfather Michivako? Was she getting her fucking every day from her great grandfather? She sighed heavily as it would not matter now as per the god’s rules also. Even Viswanadh was her great grandfather, he died and took another birth so it was not matter.
There was a lot, lot need to be thought about it and should be discussed with Viswanadh, Sadan and Prameela also.
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