Since she died, and
I haven't moved on.
Today is the last day
Of Dashami, and
I'm sitting here,
Wearing her Red saree
and seven bangles
On each hand.
That's what the
Tantrik said.
A Mandala made
Out of Haldi and
Kumkum.
Soil from her grave
In the middle with
Limbu and Mirch-
After myriads of
Attempts, I invoked
Her spirit successfully
This time.
It was so good to
Hear her voice.
Her translucent body
Looked hot.
Everything was alright-
Till she sobbed and
Asked me in a
Coarse voice:
Why did you kill me?
Readily, I threw on her
The enchanted ash
To set her on fire.
The spirit, too, had to
Be killed to unlock
The ancient treasure-
That's what the last
Page of the book,
Grandpa left me said.