The Haunted Hospital Ward Part 4

The jeep went to the hillore behinh the hospital. It was a old haveli of the Majumdars. It had a huge and deep, probably the deepest well in entire Ramgarh. Hence it was called Kua Haveli. But after Bade Sahad died in dis Haveli, it was abonded by the Majumdars….atleast dats wot the world knew. Dey pushed us to the central hall…it was like a slaughter house… small white boxes were lined all over… huge chunks of ice and cold storage were set up. We didnt know wot was happening.

We were bought to a room were long que of children waiting to enter a cold storage were standing. We saw Aanchal. She was crying… I wanted to call out…but I was so shocked that I cudnt speak. It was very cold der. Dey pulled me inside as my turn came.

As I walked inside the room, I saw some 20 tables placed everywhr in d cold storage room. Each table was handled by 2 men. One who held the child and shaved der head, while another cut dem open from side to pull out internal organs. They packed des organs in s white small boxes wid utmost care and den stacked dem carefull in a ice lined chamber. My legs were frozen….I cudnt walk any further. The room was filled wid smell of pungent raw blood. After empting the children, dey simple tied dem wid head between leg, curled and threw them in the Bada Kua. Deep….deep as I was thrown in to the well, I cud see light dimishing off my eyes. I missed dada… I wanted to see him one last time. I wanted to tell him, it hurt. I wanted to tell him soooo much. I wanted to live…I wanted to grew up wid him…wanted to play…wanted to go to school…

Y was I killed…wot wrong did I do? But I didnt spare anyone… neither the one who packed my organs, neither d one who stole my bangles before tieing me, neither d one who stayed in dat quarter no. 606, neither the Majumdars,  neither d ones who got my organs. No one was spared… we killed all of them… all of them….no one came back asking for us….parents kept crying….baba left without searching me…I was here…inside dis well…I shouted out at him….I urged him not to go….he didnt hear me. My heart sank as his car drove off the Badi Ghati…smaller and smaller his car became as he moved away from me….d same feeling wen I was thrown inside d well. Pain was unbearable….sumthing was vibrating inside me…some strings which refused to stop. Since den I am in pain…deep9 pain.

Wen d youngest of Majumdars Karnawat and his family came from US, they didnt know about the Human Organ scam that their big brother as into. But wen dey decided to go backto US, dey ordered 30 men in d village to dump the entire haveli’s remains….d artifacts, d boxes, d cutters, d coirs, d broom the scrap anythi g and everything which dey used to kill all of us….and clean d cold storage from our blood……into the Kua or well. They sealed the kua with huge rocks because it was stinking….dey seal the well to get ride of our smell. Dey took everything we had and killed us for no reason and den dey dumped us here for ever to be pressed under the rock. In pain in suffering and in deep pocket of anomity from the world. Nobody ever came to know where we went. Nobody bothered. We cursed everyone everyday…our curses our pleadings were heard. The entire region was affected by the deadly TB. Many died and we rejoiced.

Before flying back to US, Karnawat decided to donate this land to Govt. so that the Govt. Hospital cud be expanded and a new TB cell cud be started. It was during the construction of dis hospital that the workers started movi g rocks off the siteand our well was partiality opened. We escaped. We killed Karnawat and his family. We did everythi g dey did to us. We were free… But we were not happy….we were still suffering. Our pain has been since years now….we r injured…we r bleeding and we dont die. Our pain seams endless. We need mukti…we need the qorld to know about us…help us…help us….”

Baba was filled wid anger and shock. He promised Shanghamitra, “I will perform the last rightsfor u…I will do everything dat it takes to free u from sis pain. Here I sign in my blood.” She looked at Baba. Her eyes pearced into his heart. Yhey trusted him. They wanted his help.

Agni kund was still burning but Baba came back o senses. Ramani and Sati were calm and Sharada was fueling the agni….

Baba approached the Police head quarters. Collectors help was taken in excating the land. Within next 6 months month remains of the cold storage, white plastic boxes, instruments and a ton od skulls wete recovered from the site. Domestic and International media were flooded with the stories of the childrens organ scam and all the related chain of people were grabbed. Baba spent whole day and night explaining to the world through print media of the sufferings the children went through and the want for a mass last right. Hindu Maha Sabha Ramgarh arranged for a massive puja for their shanti and mukti. Baba had kept his promise. He did everything that was needed for the childrens mukti….

Baba went back to Vaitarna. The forests and the serene breeze seamed very soothing. He opened his door and settled on the porch. He breathed deeply. He was satisfied…sumthing in his pocket was poking him…in discomfort he slide his hands in to the pocket. He grabs sumthing…he slowly takes out that….der it was in his hand broken pieces of bangles…old glass bangles.