It
was one of those lazy Sunday afternoons of August 1997 at the Babu Bagan lane in
Kolkata’s Dhakuria locality. The occasional wave of people getting down from
the local train halting at the adjoining Dhakuria station and walking into the
city brought some life to the otherwise dead afternoon. The nearby shops were
closed for the routine afternoon rest. Being the month of July, the sky was
overcast and it was predicted that there might be heavy rains that evening. Ritwick
was busy reading his favourite Feluda Series. Sunday afternoons would be the
time to spend some time with his favourite character i.e. Feluda.
It
would have been the same routine Sunday afternoon, if not for an observation that
Ritwick made from his room balcony. A two storey building which was diagonally
on the left hand side of his house was visible from his balcony. Near the
window of the second floor of that building, he could see an old man standing
and looking outside. Ritwick was surprised to no ends as the same building had
been locked for last five years without any one ever visiting.
The
distance made it impossible for Ritwick to look more closely. Something seemed
intriguing to him. The sudden appearance of an old man at that house made Ritwick
wonder about the various possibilities. Was he back for some reason or was it
just a nostalgic trip down memory lane? Ritwick, by now had become curious
enough to know more about the old man.
That
evening, Ritwick had a brief conversation with his grandfather about the old
man at that neighborhood house. Vimal
Babu was initially surprised for Ritwick’s interest but later succumbed to his
request. Ritwick had learned through his grandfather that the house in which he
had seen the old man belonged to a gentleman named Narendra Roy who was a
veteran of that area. Narendra Roy had been one of oldest residents of the Babu
Bagan lane, since its inception to be accurate. Surprisingly, hardly anyone was
aware about his background. Everything and every detail about Narendra Roy
began from the point of his residence at the Babu Bagan Lane. Over the years,
Mr Roy had developed good relations with the people in and around including Ritwick’s
grandfather, Vimal Babu. It was some five years ago when something tragic had
happened with Narendra Roy’s business of cloths which many believe was the
reason that he had committed suicide.
“What?”
was the only reaction which Ritwick could give when he came to know of Narendra
Roy’s suicide.
“Yes,
he had jumped in the river Ganges. That’s what the witnesses say.” said a
pretty sure Vimal Babu.
The
investigative mind of Ritwick started buzzing within his head.
“If
Mr Roy is dead then who was that old man?” asked Ritwick to himself as he
looked into the mirror.
That
Night Ritwick had planned to keep a close watch on that house through a mini- binocular
which his grandfather had gifted him.
The
night was very quiet with drizzle making its way on the streets of Babu Bagan
Lane. There were a regular chorus sounds of nocturnal insects. Human life was
next to nil on the roads. Far away echoes of the occasional vehicles plying on
the empty roads was heard. Little did anything happen all night until it was
around morning four. A dim light could be seen by Ritwick. Initially Ritwick
couldn’t understand the image but as the light got brighter, he could see a
shadow. A tall shadow resembling a figure which he had seen that afternoon
emerged. It seemed someone was walking down the stairs. Ritwick waited for the
figure to come out.
After
some seconds, the tall figure whose body was wrapped in a white blanket came
out of the building stairs and walked towards the Dhakuria Station road with an
umbrella in hand. Ritwick wanted to get out and follow the figure. He gave a
thought. Would it be good idea considering it was morning four? Ritwick stopped
thinking and picket up his jacket and shoes and opened the room door and walked
by the hall room upon which he opened the house door and walked down the
building. He hurriedly walked down towards Dhakuria Station. There was no sign
of human life except for that figure and Ritwick himself.
As
he neared the figure, Ritwick hid behind a building near the right side of a
lane and observed in detail. The figure wrapped in a blanket walked upon the
stairs which led to station platform. He waited for some time. After about ten
minutes, two more males joined the figure.
Something
clicked in his mind. Some months ago, he had seen a similar figure who
resembled one of the other male persons who had joined. Ritwick thought hard.
“Yes,
that shop from which sounds would occur. The mystery of Closed of Shop,”
whispered Ritwick to himself. He recollected he had seen the same figure and in
the same blanket but he couldn’t gauge the reason of the old man joining the
group.
“Was
that old man Narendra Roy?”
Ritwick
could sense that perhaps there was something wrong. He immediately returned
back home. All night Ritwick thought about the events of that day.
Next
day, Ritwick walked towards the two storey house which was diagonally opposite
to his. Dhakuria Girls high schools was near to that building. The building
seemed completely empty and all door and windows seemed closed.
He
took a stone in his hand and threw at one of the windows and ran behind a small
wall of one of the houses and observed the windows. There was no reaction from
inside the house for some time, but after he could see a face, a face he recognized very well. Ritwick had a smile on his face.
That
evening three people were caught from that house. One of them was the owner of
the shop from where the tunnel to the national bank had been unearthed some
months ago during the mysterious case of the sounds from the closed shop. The
owner was a resident of the area and knew about the Narendra Roy’s suicide. In fact,
coincidentally the owner of the shop had disappeared the same year in which
Narendra Roy had committed suicide. The owner had somehow managed to get into
the building and along with him he had got two more people, one of them was
that old man whom Ritwick had seen from his house.
It
was later revealed that the trio were planning a massive local robbery in and
around the area.
The
case of the mysterious old man was satisfactorily solved by Ritwick.
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