Thakurbari mystery

This is our village Nandigram, this Thakurbari was established in 1830 AD. My grandfather established this house about 200 years ago. At that time, the British were ruling. My grandfather was a very good man, so the British were planning to seize all the property and land of my grandfather, but they did not know that as long as my grandfather was alive, they would not be able to seize all this so easily. My grandfather was as soft as he was strict. He did not take even a minute to do good with good and bad with bad, so everyone loved him like God. Oh, I forgot to mention one thing. Every year, Durga Puja is held in our house, and Grandfather himself used to make that idol with his own hands, so everyone used to call this house Thakurbari. Even now, puja is performed in this house. If Grandfather were still alive, I really wanted to see that the Thakurbari of this house would have been made by Grandfather's hands, but that wish was never fulfilled. Even today, I still have memories of my grandfather in this house. Whenever I come to this house, one thing comes to my mind. If only my grandfather were here, I could have learned many stories about his life from him....!?🌍. I was sleeping. Now I woke up. I felt very happy when I heard the call of the morning birds behind me. What a beautiful call of birds. If I hear the call of birds like this every day, then my day will be very good. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I hurriedly went towards the door. I opened the door and saw my servant Ramu pressing me. Babu, wash your hands and face quickly and eat tea and biscuits. People have come from your house. Suddenly the doorbell rang. What are these people who never come near this old house doing in this house? I kept wondering what the matter was. They have come here. Actually, I forgot to tell you. Why don't they get along with the people in my house? Why are they so selfish that they are planning to sell this house after my grandfather's death? I think they are coming to do all these things again. But they don't know that as long as I am in this house, they will not be able to open this one again. Why will they sell this house? This is my grandfather's last city. I will do whatever it takes to save it. I quickly went down the stairs and saw my brother and my mother coming. I was a little surprised that my father didn't come with him, but I still smiled and bowed to my mother and asked, "Mom, what are you doing here?" My mother said, "What else should I do? I haven't seen my son for a long time, so I came to see how you are. Are you okay, Dad?" I thought for a moment and saw that if they can't see me with their own eyes, then where can I give so much love? It then occurred to me that they have come to do what I thought, to take this house from me. Why is this house registered in my name? My grandfather knew that if this house falls into the hands of some bad person, they will sell it and take it. So my grandfather registered it in the name of his eldest grandson and all his properties are registered in my name. So why do they love me so much? I am now an adult. If this house is in my name, they will not be satisfied. So they have come to take me home as their father's son so that they can remove me at the right time and register this house in their name. But I will not give in to their words so easily. I said, "So how long will you be here?" Mother said, "Are you asking a mother how long will she stay to see her son? I will stay with you as long as I want. I am thinking that from now on, I will stay with you and will not go anywhere except you. Oh, father, they have come fully prepared. They have tied up their guards and said, "It is okay to trap me." I said, "I am playing too." You stay here as long as you want. I finished my speech here and went towards my brother and said, "Brother, how are you? I can't live without you. Why are you coming home with us? I came to karate that day. But you, Elena, tell me how I will come. Grandpa's brother also has to look after him. Someone has to stay here. So I'm not staying. You go home with me. It would have been great if I could have done that. But Grandpa has given me the responsibility of this house, so I won't abandon my responsibility. I felt very bad hearing that. I finished my speech here and went upstairs. After finishing my dinner, I went to bed at home. Suddenly, in the middle of the night, I heard a sound. I somehow got out of bed and tried to see with my sleepy eyes and looked towards the direction from which the sound came. While going down the stairs, I felt as if someone was walking right behind me. I quickly looked back, but there was no one there. So, what if it was my mistake? I tried to look towards the direction from which the sound came, but where was the sound? No sound or sound could be heard anywhere. The whole place was completely silent. I thought it must be a dream of my mind or a mistake of my mind or the call of a bird, but the call of a bird at night would be like this. I couldn't sleep at night and was thinking about what to do. Then I suddenly remembered my grandfather's diary. I heard that my grandfather had seen many things in his life. Everything was written in that diary. But I tried to think carefully about where that diary was. Then it occurred to me that the diary must be in the story girl's book. So I ran to the story girl. When I couldn't sleep, I found my grandfather's diary. Although there was no clue in it as to how my grandfather died in such an accident, if I could find it, maybe I could save as much money as I could.I suspect that my family members have a hand in this. If this is the case, I will never let this house fall into their hands. Thinking like this, I entered the store room. I looked around and saw how many old furniture and things were lying broken and dusty. No one had come to clean this store room for years. Tomorrow morning, I will tell Ramu to clean it up a little better. I spent about half an hour wandering around in the dark. I found a box that was locked. How could I open it? I was thinking about that. Then an idea came to my mind. When the lock wouldn't open, there was no other way but to break it. So I thought about breaking it. And what I thought was that the diary was inside that box. I quickly opened the diary. How much dust was on that diary? I slowly cleaned the diary. Then I started reading the diary written by my grandfather. And while reading, what I came to know was that my grandfather's death was not a strange accident. It was a conspiracy. Why did my grandfather travel to so many places in his life and find so many strange things there? They are very valuable. Nowadays, these things are very expensive. An attempt was made to kill my grandfather for these things, but before my grandfather died, It is written in the diary that those things are hidden somewhere in this house, but no one knows where those things are. That is why my family is so keen to register the house in their name. Since I have become an adult, this house is now in my name. They will forget me and register this house in their name. Where are those things? Why is it that this time it is already very old? In the name of making the house new, they will break down my brother and conduct a complete search to find out where the things are hidden in this house. After reading all this, I hid that car in the safest place possible so that no one can get the director. If it falls, they may realize that someone has read this diary and they will really come out in front of them. I have found out who tried to kill my grandfather, so they can harm me too. But as long as I save my grandfather's property and all the last memories they have, I will not punish him. First, I will protect this house and my grandfather's memory. Then I will punish him at the right time. In front of everyone, I will kill the person who tried to kill my grandfather for the sake of this house and property. I will punish you. While thinking about these things, it was dawn so that no one would suspect me, so I quickly went to my room and pretended to go to bed. At exactly seven in the morning, tea and biscuits came to call me. I also got up like I normally do. After meeting my mother and brother, I had breakfast. I went to the garden and sat down. I thought about where Grandpa had hidden those things and why had these things not come to anyone's attention until now. Does that mean that someone in the house is giving a murderous seven? So I decided that I will keep quiet now and try to find out where Grandpa's hidden things are and make arrangements so that they do not fall into the wrong hands. I was thinking like this when Ramur called me for lunch and I was sitting deep in thought. Suddenly, as if breaking a dream, I got up and said, "Yes, what happened?" Ramu said, "Babu, lunch is ready, come and eat." After finishing my lunch quickly, I went to my room and sat down and kept thinking about how I would preserve the last memories of Grandpa. I fell asleep thinking like this. I don't know what time it was at night. Ramur came to my room and stood there knocking for a long time. Suddenly I woke up and somehow got up, opened the door and went to Ramu and asked him what happened. "Baba, you won't eat dinner." I said, "No, stay here today. I'll eat when I'm hungry. I've grown up and eaten myself. Okay, I won't cook the food. I'll keep it warm. You'll eat whatever I want." I went to the bed and sat down. I thought about my grandfather. I wondered where my grandfather could keep those things. I remembered that diary from which I learned all this. Thinking that maybe there was something in that diary, I walked towards the store room again. I opened the store room and took out the diary and carefully looked at the letters on each page, but I couldn't find anything. Only at the end, Grandpa wrote this: "Where the night is thick, you will see the light." I didn't understand what Grandpa was trying to say, but I understood this much. Grandpa probably didn't want anyone to find those hidden things. At the end of the diary, he wrote this: If someone else finds this diary at night and still no one finds these things, but Grandpa, I am also your grandson. I will definitely find those things and put them in their rightful place. The whole night passed trying to understand Grandpa's last words, but I still can't understand completely whether the place is around the house or inside the house. Until I can't be completely sure, I tried to find it. So I tried to guess the place well, but it was of no use. So I was forced to make other arrangements. I tried to search the whole house to see if I could find a place that might match Grandpa's last words, but where is that place? I went around the whole house and couldn't find any such place. I went around again and reached the same place. Finally, I gave up and sat down. It was impossible to find the place.It seemed like I was sitting there thinking that I had given up. After a while, it felt like Grandpa himself was telling me, "Get up, my son, if you give up so quickly, my grandson, just like I have never given up in front of anyone, you will never give up in front of anyone." Suddenly, I got up after hearing these words and thought, "If Grandpa were alive, he would not have seen me in this state." So I got ready to try again. So far, I have tried to find that place during the day, so this time I decided to try to find that place at midnight. It was already midnight and I came out of my room and tried to find that place next to me. Today I looked at the sky and saw that the full moon had risen. The night was not deep. It seemed like a long day, but the surrounding areas seemed a little dark in the shade of the trees. Then I remembered my grandfather's words. The last thing I wrote was that where there is darkness, there you will see light. Suddenly, my head light turned on and my grandfather's words came true. The meaning of the words was that wherever light falls, grandfather's things can be found. But the surroundings are completely dark, only the moonlight falls on one side. The rest of the area is dark. So where is there a place where moonlight falls and someone else's is in such a way that both the darkness and the light are equal? ​​I went into the forest and searched a lot. Finally, I found a place where there is light and darkness. It is by the river. The moonlight falls on the river, but it is dark inside. So I realized that my grandfather might have hidden his things somewhere around this river or inside the river. Now I thought about how to find those things. I tried to look around the river and see if I could find a secret path or some evidence. Then it will be understood that where Grandpa has hidden those things in this river. I tried to look around in the dark, from one side of the forest to the other, but I couldn't find anything. Then this time I tried to look from the edge of the river. Then I came to one side of the river and suddenly stopped and saw something in the water that I couldn't make out. It was a little dirty, but as I got closer, I realized that it was beautiful and very old. I realized that maybe there was a clue in the connection that would show me the next road. It was late at night, so if I was here now, someone might be suspicious. If someone found out, all my plans would be ruined. It's not good to take more risks than this. So I was thinking of leaving for home, but before that, they left a mark on this place so that whenever I come later, I can recognize who is there by looking at that mark. I couldn't see the place well in the dark of the night, so having a mark would be convenient. I would understand exactly where the box is. So I took a small stone and drew a mark on a tree and left for home in the morning. I got up and headed towards the tree that marked my sign. When I got in front of the Sinhala tree, I looked carefully into the water to see if they were still in their place and went down into the water. With great difficulty, I took out the box in my hand. I thought it was not yours, maybe it was something light, which means that Grandpa's secret things were not kept here. But what could be the matter? I lifted the box up and placed it on the ground. Then I looked carefully at the box. The box was locked like Grandpa's previous box, so just like I opened this box last time, the Khulna box is the same as when you open it. It feels like this box has not been opened for many years, so it smells like this. Somehow, I controlled myself and put my hand inside the box and saw another diary. I thought that Grandpa had left it in this diary again. Who knows what truth is going to come out again. I opened the diary and started reading. When I was about to finish reading, I came and stood there for a while. If you want to know the next part, read on.