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Murli and Meera in the city of death, "Varanasi"...
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The city of light or Kashi or Varanasi is the oldest living cities in the world. It is also known as city of death.
Every city has its own heartbeat, its own soul, a kind of ether that bonds the people of the place into their own groove and vibe.
Some are blessed with brilliance and some are gifted with foresightedness. In this well known city stayed Murli and Meera one was brilliant and other gifted with sixth sense , both helped to solve many mysteries in the city with their skills
One fateful day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, a telegram arrived at their doorstep. The message was brief but carried a weight that stirred their curiosity. It informed them of the death of an old man name Dayanand—a man they had never met before. Yet his last words lingered within their thoughts, urging them to dig deeper into his untimely demise.
Driven by an insatiable need for answers, Murli and Meera ventured to dayanand's house. The old wooden structure stood tall and desolate, its peeling paint and overgrown garden revealing years of neglect. As they stepped inside, a chill greeted them, like stale air whispering forgotten secrets.
As they explored the house, they stumbled upon a locked study, its door ominously barricaded. A sense of trepidation filled the air as they forced open the door, revealing stacks of dusty books, scattered papers, and a single journal lying on the aged wooden desk.
Intrigued, Murli picked up the journal and began reading aloud the faded words on its yellowed pages. Dayanad's voice echoed through their minds, recounting tales of his life, his regrets, and the unresolved issues that haunted him in his final days. They learned of a lost love, a family feud, and a hidden treasure that Dayanad had never reconciled with.
Determined to honor Dayanad's memory and find closure, Murli and Meera embarked on a journey to locate the key to Dayanad's secrets. Their search led them to an old cemetery nestled on a hillside overlooking the town. It was here that they discovered Dayanad's final resting place—an unmarked grave hidden amongst the shadows.
With bated breath, they brushed away the dirt and debris, unearthing a worn leather pouch. As they opened it, their eyes widened in astonishment at the sight of precious gems and ancient artifacts. The treasure held an undeniable historical significance, and they knew they had stumbled upon something of great value.
But their discovery was not without consequence. Rumors of the treasure spread like wildfire, attracting the attention of greedy individuals willing to exploit it for personal gain. Murli and Meera refused to let history be tarnished in such a manner.
Using their unique gift, they worked tirelessly to uncover the rightful owners of the treasure, ensuring it would be preserved and appreciated for its true worth. Along their journey, they mended broken hearts, resolved long-standing disputes, and brought closure to souls who had passed on, finding solace in the knowledge that their words had not been forgotten.
As news of their noble actions spread, Murli and Meera became revered as heroes within this city. Their gift had not only allowed them to unravel mysteries but had also brought healing to a community in need. Their lives forever intertwined with those they had helped, they continued to listen for the last words of the departed, offering their assistance and unravelling the webs of unresolved issues that plagued their souls.
In the end, it was not the treasure that defined them, but the compassion and empathy they possessed—a legacy far more valuable than any material wealth
#writco #writcostorychallenge
#WritcoCommunity #mystery #thriller #sanhita @Sanh9292
© Sanhita Sonavane
The city of light or Kashi or Varanasi is the oldest living cities in the world. It is also known as city of death.
Every city has its own heartbeat, its own soul, a kind of ether that bonds the people of the place into their own groove and vibe.
Some are blessed with brilliance and some are gifted with foresightedness. In this well known city stayed Murli and Meera one was brilliant and other gifted with sixth sense , both helped to solve many mysteries in the city with their skills
One fateful day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, a telegram arrived at their doorstep. The message was brief but carried a weight that stirred their curiosity. It informed them of the death of an old man name Dayanand—a man they had never met before. Yet his last words lingered within their thoughts, urging them to dig deeper into his untimely demise.
Driven by an insatiable need for answers, Murli and Meera ventured to dayanand's house. The old wooden structure stood tall and desolate, its peeling paint and overgrown garden revealing years of neglect. As they stepped inside, a chill greeted them, like stale air whispering forgotten secrets.
As they explored the house, they stumbled upon a locked study, its door ominously barricaded. A sense of trepidation filled the air as they forced open the door, revealing stacks of dusty books, scattered papers, and a single journal lying on the aged wooden desk.
Intrigued, Murli picked up the journal and began reading aloud the faded words on its yellowed pages. Dayanad's voice echoed through their minds, recounting tales of his life, his regrets, and the unresolved issues that haunted him in his final days. They learned of a lost love, a family feud, and a hidden treasure that Dayanad had never reconciled with.
Determined to honor Dayanad's memory and find closure, Murli and Meera embarked on a journey to locate the key to Dayanad's secrets. Their search led them to an old cemetery nestled on a hillside overlooking the town. It was here that they discovered Dayanad's final resting place—an unmarked grave hidden amongst the shadows.
With bated breath, they brushed away the dirt and debris, unearthing a worn leather pouch. As they opened it, their eyes widened in astonishment at the sight of precious gems and ancient artifacts. The treasure held an undeniable historical significance, and they knew they had stumbled upon something of great value.
But their discovery was not without consequence. Rumors of the treasure spread like wildfire, attracting the attention of greedy individuals willing to exploit it for personal gain. Murli and Meera refused to let history be tarnished in such a manner.
Using their unique gift, they worked tirelessly to uncover the rightful owners of the treasure, ensuring it would be preserved and appreciated for its true worth. Along their journey, they mended broken hearts, resolved long-standing disputes, and brought closure to souls who had passed on, finding solace in the knowledge that their words had not been forgotten.
As news of their noble actions spread, Murli and Meera became revered as heroes within this city. Their gift had not only allowed them to unravel mysteries but had also brought healing to a community in need. Their lives forever intertwined with those they had helped, they continued to listen for the last words of the departed, offering their assistance and unravelling the webs of unresolved issues that plagued their souls.
In the end, it was not the treasure that defined them, but the compassion and empathy they possessed—a legacy far more valuable than any material wealth
#writco #writcostorychallenge
#WritcoCommunity #mystery #thriller #sanhita @Sanh9292
© Sanhita Sonavane
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