Ghost of Nalini
Ghost of Nalini
Madam Patricia Rim
had once an alarming dream
and gave a frightening scream.
She shouted, “Pani ! Pani ! Pani !”
Running upstairs came
her oversmart granny.
Rim had seen
the ghost of Nalini
coming out of her
neighbour’s chimney.
Nalinin was a cross-grained nun
who had lived
her short life all alone.
Though young, she was called
"The Solitary Crone.”
In life, she had a temper;
in death, she became a real terror;
first, her spirit killed
her ex-lover’s heartless father;
next she bayed for the blood
of her former lover.
Nalini had seriously loved John
who thought love was mere fun
and possessed not a heart
but a block of stone.
Yet, it was a matter of surprise,
as John had made
a sacred promise,
innocent Nalini considered him
kind and wise,
and clung to him
after her old aunt’s demise.
John’s religious father Peter was old;
but he had unlimited greed
for gold;
so he had Nalini’s marriage
to his son John forestalled.
Nalini sought the help of the law;
she found an old lawyer
with a strong square jaw.
Herein was a fatal flaw,
For the old gentleman
was inexperienced and raw.
Patricia never failed
to win a legal battle;
and had sent many
an innocent man to jail
and had hundreds of rogues
released on bail.
Her talent had earned
her enormous wealth;
in her capacity people
had deep faith
as a legal expert
of startling depth.
She frightened her
rivals to death.
However, Patricia lived
a lonely existence.
Wrinkles had covered her face;
she was a creature
of anger and impatience
and to make money
was her only obsession,
although she had
neither a daughter nor a son.
She had an adopted brother,
a Chinese underworld don,
who was a childhood friend of John.
Her adopted brother David Lang
was the leader of a notorious gang,
hailing from a Chinese village
called Wang.
Lang had introduced John
to the peerless lawyer,
With a promise to pay
more and more to her
if she made John the winner
of the legal battle
between Nalini and her
ungrateful lover.
Hard-hearted John won the case;
Nalini, the broken-hearted nun,
went out of existence;
her suicide note
appeared in the press;
“My soul is starved and bitter,
my spirit will first strangle Peter
and the turns of John,
Lang and Patricia thereafter;
they will suffer the effects
of my destructive anger.”
Once John came to Patricia,
fuming and fretting,
and said, “Nalini will kill me,
and maybe Kate, my young darling.”
Surely, danger was i
n the offing.
“How selfish of you John!
What about me and my brother,
David the don?
Don’t you think our
race is also run ?
Peter’s death is
an awful proof;
it is wise if we unite
in a group.
No need to cringe and stoop.
Let us go
to the god-man Gagan Kurup.”
John went back to his house
trembling like a mouse,
fearing any moment upon him
Nalini may pounce.
John shook with fear and fright.
At the approach
of the dark night
atop John’s house
perched a grey kite;
somebody called it
an unnatural sight.
John looked at Kate and wept,
Kate had no faith in fate
nor could she think Nalini
had spread a net
to take the life of her mate.
John drank hard
and fell asleep;
He saw Nalini
in his slumber deep.
She said, “John your promise
you did not keep,
The fruit you must now reap.
I want you to be mine;
No longer any waste
of cake and wine.
Tonight together we’ll dine,
and I bet you
can't cross twenty and nine.”
John woke up
and was delirious;
but Kate was not at all serious;
she asked him
not to make a fuss.
John telephoned
his true friend David;
who told him not to
behave like a child
and said wine
had made him wild,
not knowing his own fate
too was sealed.
David said, “My dear John,
you really need some fun;
Next morning let us make
a visit to Nandankanan,
and then watch a movie
starred by Amitabh Bachhan.”
David heard sharp knocks
on his door,
when he was just
beginning to snore.
“David, I am scared,
so I came here,”
came John’s panicked
voice from near.
As the door opened,
John and Kate got in,
David greeted them with a grin,
and enquired if they would
have some British gin.
Kate went mad with mysterious laughter;
The two men turned dumb
with horror.
She pulled out a revolver
and said, “Now go to hell forever!
Ha, ha, I am dead Nalini’s spirit!
I will not change my verdict;
I will not allow you
to see tomorrow’s morning light.”
Kate shot John and David dead;
unaware of the role
she had played,
she laughed, shouted and cried
until she shot at her own head.
Patricia prayed to Jesus
and repented a lot;
she did not go to court;
gave all her wealth
to the downtrodden sort,
and lived in an old little hut.
She became a devout nun
to escape the fate of John.
Now Jesus was her
only destination.
The ghost of Nalini cried
for the pious nun’s blood;
but she could never wrest her
from the Lord;
The ex-lawyer had her sin pardoned
and lived in the Abode of God.
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