Disturbed
(An investigative, romantic and psychological thriller)
By
Kotra Siva Rama Krishna
“He may become offensive Viola. Why do we go to that extreme?” I hissed out heavily.
“I do go to that extreme. I don’t like one of us become rot like this.” Viola got off from the sofa. “I am thinking that he is in his room. I do go into that and see what he is doing. I straight ask him what I do want to ask.”
“My god! Viola what is this? What you really are going to do?” I too got off from the sofa and went near to her.
“If you want to know about that just come with me into his room.” Viola is walking briskly and I became helpless. Now I am also following her. The present mission is creating interest in me. I too just started following her.
Williams room doors are closed nearly and without a second thought Viola is tapping on them. She has no objection to open them wide but they are latched from inside. I am waiting eagerly to see what happens. How Williams is going to take all this?
The doors opened suddenly and there is Williams with an irritating look on his face. “Oh, Dazzle and Viola! What brought you both like this to my room?”
“Viola terribly wants to have a discussion with you.”
“Then come inside. We make better discussions sitting together inside than standing outside like this.”
Williams warm welcome to inside is making me feeling happy. I went inside into his room along with Viola. I really felt surprise looking around the room. He arranged it quite neatly. I know there are several books in the cupboards there.
“Now I want to know what Miss Viola wants to talk with me.” A smile decorated the face of Williams.
“I want to know what you are exactly doing.” Viola said straightly.
“I am talking with two beautiful girls right now.” The smile is still playing its role on his lips.
“What you are doing everyday?” I can see the irritation in Viola’s face.
“Eating, breathing, drinking….”
“Shut up. I want to know what you are doing for your livelihood.”
“I don’t need to do anything. I am having means to manage my life without doing any work.”
Now Viola and I are looking into each other’s faces. It is Viola who first turned her face towards Williams. “If you are having enough means to live, would not you bother to do any other thing at all?”
“What other things you need to be done by me, tell?” with an amusing look in his eyes Williams said.
“My god! How can I make you understand!” it is really quite amusing to me that Viola is worrying like that for Williams. Sure she is feeling something about him and it is making me feel good.
“First tell me why you are bothering this much suddenly to know what I am doing?” he asked the question which I am expecting that he asks sooner or later.
“Why should not I bother?” Viola angrily said. “We both are known each other from early times of our childhoods. I don’t like you rot yourself in your life like this.”
It gave me a jerk. It seems Viola is going too far in talking with Williams. How Williams is going to take this? Williams face turned red and I am looking into his face with fear.
“Who the bloody hell said I am rotting myself? You are crossing your limits.” His anger expressed in his voice also.
Viola suddenly looked into my face. “Now it is your turn Dazzle. You too ask. Why he is….”
I am suddenly feeling angry. “Why are you involving me in this Ola? It is your idea to talk with Williams. I have just accompanied you into his room.”
“But he is your brother. You should be more concerned with his welfare than me too.”
“There is no danger comes to my welfare and you don’t bother about it at all.” Williams’ voice is still angry.
“Williams please. Don’t get angry. But I am also quite interested in knowing what you are doing at present.” How and why I am asking this I cannot understand. Something unknown is prompting me to talk like this. “Yes, I am also concerned with your life. You are my brother.”
“You know very well that I am interested in supernatural Dazzle. I always try to learn something about it.”
“You are interested in supernatural and want to learn about it! It is appearing strange! What you really want to learn?” I am hearing my voice strange. I never have talked this direct with Williams about what he is doing.
“Black magic, voodoo, adoring bad angels, witchcraft…” Williams is saying.
“Just stop.” Williams is abruptly interrupted and he is now looking into the face of Viola. “Do you really believe in those matters?”
“Why should not I? What is the problem in believing in those matters?”
“My god! Williams. Those matters are not in existence at all. They are just the creation by the sick imaginations of some people.”
“I never do agree with it like that. You don’t know about these matters Ola. So you are talking like that.”
Viola hissed out heavily and said. “I know about those and in fact I researched on them. Those things are never in existence. I know how and why they have taken birth also. People want to get things in shortcuts. So they created things like these.”
“Alright I agree.” Williams nodded his head. “People want to get things through shortcuts and for that they created black magic, voodoo like things. But if they don’t work, how and why they do follow and practice them? They may be created by people but they work also.”
“People who follow those black magic, voodoo etc. put efforts also to get the things done but think they got them only because of this black magic etc.”
Viola’s explanation is not agreeable to me and I am seeing the same expression on Williams too. “I don’t agree with you on this Ola. If they want to put effort also why they do follow these black magic, etc?” I said.
“But that is what actually happens.” Viola said “Following these black magic, voodoo etc. give those people new enthusiasm to do whatever they are doing. As it is so most of the times they achieve what they want.”
“One thing Ola.” Now I am saying loudly. “These black magic, Voodoo, etc. are used mostly to do harm to other people. What do you say to this then?”
“That is what I am asking. Why this young man is showing interest in such things which would be used to do harm to other people.” I am feeling surprise in Viola’s turning the matter like that. She has realized that she is beaten off.
“No. These things are not used only to do harm to other people.” Williams defensively said. He is surely not liking Viola’s invading like that on him.
“Then tell me how they are useful to us?” Viola challengingly asked him.
Why all this? I am bewildering seeing all that. What happens suddenly to Viola? Why this turn? She may be in love with Williams but invading on him certainly would not be helpful. I am thinking it is the time to drag back Viola from what she is doing and just waiting for an opportunity.
“I cannot explain all that to you now and you are so narrow minded.”
“You are saying I am narrow minded?” anger is mounting in Viola.
“Enough Viola.” I am talking firmly. “Why you are doing all this I cannot understand. There is no necessity to him to explain all this to us.”
“But Dazzle….” Moving her hands Viola is trying to say something to me.
“Just shut up and stop here.” I am feeling bad as I never have expressed my anger like that on Viola.
“Its alright Dazzle.” Now there is a smile on the lips of Williams. “As she said we both grown together and she is a good friend to me. But it is rather sudden and I am completely unprepared. I sure do explain to you both what I am doing and what type of benefits we can get from these black magic, voodoo etc. sometime later.”
“Especially to Viola.” I am saying. “I don’t know why but she is very much interested in knowing what you are doing.”
Now there is surprise on the face of Williams and I turned my face to Viola and started looking into that. There is a twinkle in her eyes and smile on her lips. I turned my face and looked at Williams. There is a smile on his lips also this time. It seems that they both understood something without explicit about it. I also understood that strongly.
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Now I am in the room of my dad and I am not feeling comfortable and convenient. After my dad’s death I got it locked and could not open it and enter into it often. I still can remember how many times I entered into my dad’s room and have pleasant discussions with him. How intimate we both used to be! It is not surprising that a dad and daughter being intimate like that but I always think the relationship between my dad and me is peculiar and special. Our dad is a special dad to me. He always gave more importance to me than the businesses and I know it was all because that I have lost my mother in my very childhood itself. I am still feeling very much surprise how my dad remained unmarried all those years. He was that much rich, handsome, educated and he can have any type of woman he wanted. But dad never even thought about another woman until his death. If he had any connection with any other woman other than mom, I could know about that and I am confident about that.
Different types of feelings are engulfing me while I am going through the effects of my dad in his room. The thing what my dad so desperately wanted to discuss with me is making me mad. Only with the hope that I may get some clue about that I entered into the room of my dad again. The things that my dad used at one time are creating a sort of uneasiness in me. They are reminding me strongly that my dad is not there to use those anymore.
Now I am looking into the one of the cupboards in my dad’s room and there is the diary he used to write. My dad is not a regular writer of the diary. I have already gone through that diary for once and I could not come to know anything useful so far in it. The matters he wrote in them are mostly related to our businesses and those too are not very important. My dad very well knew that it is dangerous to put important matters in diary especially those related to business.
I am looking into the diary again. I am reading the paragraphs I have already read with a hope that I may find something new which I could not find earlier. While I am reading like that suddenly I stopped at one page. It is the very last page in the diary. How could I miss that page previously I cannot understand! It is the very last thing that dad wrote in that diary. It is really very much surprising that I missed it last time. My eyes are now devouring the words there.
“I don’t know…I don’t know …whether Dazzle believes it or not…..I myself cannot believe this at all…..my god….how it has been turned out like this!….. is this all true? Or am I just imagining? How much I am wishing that it is all my imagination. But it cannot be. Dazzle’s life is in danger. Death is dancing around her. It is really difficult to convince Dazzle about this ….I know Dazzle does not believe this at all…..I myself who is the witness of it cannot believe it….then how does Dazzle believe it….I want to write all this here….Dazzle reads this and know about it….But Dazzle does not believe it….I cannot convince Dazzle to believe it…Anyhow I try to write it here.”
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