Journey - Discovering the truth (In Caption) "Krrrr...." And a colony of this Scary winged mammals charged toward us. We ducked and the bats flew past us. Me and my wife came to our Ancestral home. A Villa built by my great grandfather where my father had spent his early years. "Ewww... Cobwebs.. you really are a man of no reason" My wife wasn't happy about the fact of returning here. It's just little dusty.. I will clean these with you. Please don't be upset" I replied and inched toward the Giant jamun tree in our yard. This house was built in 1916 and still held it's glory beneath this dust. Next day we Cleaned the whole house except that room. "That Room" actually this room belonged to my grandfather when he was under the sun, A police officer and my grandmother locked that room forever after his death,and forbidden entry of every living soul. "Aren't you gonna open it..?? My wife asked me "Maybe later" I replied and I got busy with the magazine I was reading, but later at night curiosity mastered my mind and I walked towards my grandfather's room and as there was no key I simply picked the lock. The room was dark,I lit my torch and a picture appeared that was dusty and decades old but what caught my eye was an old typewriter sitting in the center of an old teakwood writing table. I cleaned it, that was an "Underwood model 5 " typewriter and to my surprise in good condition, an oil lamp and a Candle was sitting beside that with an empty cup of coffee and a vintage pocket watch, beside it was heap of printed paper looked more like a journal, I picked up one. It reads:-
