#WritcoStoryPrompt1
The parcel that had arrived today, contained an old key and a list of instructions to use it.I suddenly passed through that list of instructions...What was it for?Who is the person sent me the parcel?What did the sender accredit with it?A slight shievering happened through my nerves.Which dangerous situation I am going to face with?The sender is an unknown person...His address shows it is from a prison.He sometimes a prisoner there.What was the crime he had done?What connection he had with this parcel and me?What he want me for?Then I opened the parcel and see an old key....
He is directing me to an old house which was like a palace,half a kilometre from here...But no one was there..I saw no one there even in my childhood.That house was later given to a rental building for office!.
I remember a wild cat entered there once and a huge crowd with wooden sticks came there to catch it.It then fearfully moved all around and happened to fall inside the well.
In my early childhood,we were free to visit there...when it was run as a post office.The post master there was the husband of my mother's friend.His daughter came there twice and we played together sometime.
But some of its parts were under destruction...plants and trees grown all over...A well beside ...I never saw the owner of the house even once...All the members of their family in many generations were living outside there ...no one came....They were living scattered all over our country..But the news of their tragic events came there through some one...Most of their family members faced dreadful happenings and unnatural death...No one wants to break the sin......crisis...What their ancestors gained?What disasterous situation they had made for them without taking it seriously...not considering the bad effects of their acts...?
Now I am moving not thinking about the story of the illeffects...all the natives said...all our neighbours understand...It was just like an ancient tale for us...Whether it is true or false.
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I am now forgetting all that...Nothing has come to mind...Only a vague idea remains....but here he asked me to open the house with this old key...Open it secretly..was the main instruction...He didn't want others to know it...As it contain a treasure inside.But how?How I convince others...?How can I convince them?
By forseeing that things also I am ready to open that house..went inside the middle of the house...In the middle of the floor...with some equipments.. and started digging it with metal tools,knife etc...I astonished when I saw a small cupboard inside it which keeps a small crown!!!....I can't believe when it twinkle with brightness...Then I remember the heard words.....It is real...a reality!
In between the wooden roof....glazing old furniture....in between the old sculptures.....old pots and show cases...I sit there a little more....stunned..!
They built this house with some more treasure along with it....
This crown should be replaced....It should be kept hidden until his messenger came ....he want to replace it....unburden that sin...for their generation....for himself and for others.How I understand his messenger a real person...?.How I handed over it by believing him?He aims at replacing it to a temple much far from here...
If this mission failed,I also was made a sinner...caught and sent to prison....Handling lost ornaments mainly of a temple is a crime..
With huge reality infront of us....which was wished to be rectified....purified!
A valuable material enclosed in my hand having aesthetic significance....historical significance...at least with hundreds of years.....a precious ornament!....I can't sleep at that night....If it was missed...stolen...How can I answer him?The future of their generation is now in my hand...How I?How can I?
Each moment after that was fearful...dreadful....nondelicacy.....I can't even breathe smoothly...a great responsibility in hand...which need ..secretness....aiming for a righteous change..!!!.They were reaping the harvest of the sin that had sown.It was not corrected for about seventy or eighty years...
I surprised when I got a letter after two days that he was released from the prison.This happened the very day when I remove the crown from there.He had caught because of his involvement in a crime and later found not guilty in the following day...!
Though I am expecting his messenger,he informed me that he in person would come there to accept the ornament...I was happy...free...a heard tale with perplexes was going to be corrected...He wanted to replace it which was lost from that temple,long years back...
After a week,he came .I handed over it whole heartedly....then we went to see the temple authorities who introduced me for him so that he wrote that letter.
Later he wished that he went to demolish that old house which was a remaining of that misdeed...evenif it contain many valuable antiques...I asked "Shall we avoid this antiques from destruction?These are very valuable now a days....""No!Never....all these things along with the trees inside should be destroyed..then only it is considered as rectified"He replied me suddenly.I thought he had gone a long way than me from his words!!
A true builder of a house never wants to see it's destruction!.He like it...He love it....just as his soul ! He is attached to it !.
The heart of a house ....just as soul of person should be purified...the air inside it should be with hope....the air inside it should be with love....affection...with kindness...with desires....It should be free of misdeed....free of selfishness...free of envy... free of hatred,free from guilty!
After the destruction of the house we people living there can see air moving all around which is free from hardness....sin!
The snow around us near that house is melting....now we can see all things infront clearly !...not in a mirage...but in real !!!

#Uma



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