The Cat out of bag.

My wife was completing her final in  Islamabad University, she had to complete her thesis ,it was a spooky theme .The theme allotted to her was “The grave yard in snowy night”. “Dear I heard about London night,An evening in Paris, Casino night but your thesis has a strange theme”. I just wanted to tease her little. “Dear don’t you worry about, university would bear all the expenses. You know only I alone get this theme,nobody was ready to accept this theme in the university, it’s a great challenge for me.she boldly replied. “Look, not only in university but nobody would accept this theme in entire Universe”.I laughed at her. It was month of December and there were heavy snow fall in northwest areas of Pakistan. So next day my wife ,shela came and said” Dear a beautiful room is being reserved in a cottage in Nathiagali for three days,cottage is being well connected with all the amenities.we just drive to reach there. ”She said very excitedly.So on Thursday morning we left for Nathiagali and reached there in after room.The whole way side and the mountains were covered with snow.It was obviously cold ,Season was off, all the cottages were vacated,only few hotels were opened .So, eight o’clock in evening,we both intended to go to a coffee shop,which was about seven miles away located in a isolated area.His coffee was superb,people used to came from Islamabad for his coffee.Now on the way it was snowing but very mild or one can say meek snowing.So,I have to drive slow and my speed of the car was about thirty miles per hour. I have to drive very carefully. At one point the road became very steep and I became very cautious and the car speed decreased,in the meantime a hand hit the wind screen of the car, shela screamed badly and I also became scary and my foot slipped down from the excelator and the car engine stopped.I collected my strength and saw a beautiful young woman standing in front of us.” Please drop me near that small hill".that woman requested. I opened the back door and she seated herself.” Where are you going in this snowy night?”. Asked Shela. “To the grave yard “.That woman replied very seriously “.Graveeee yard” shela repeated the word “grave yard ”with great scarcely. “Listen, never step out in snowy night” that woman cautioned us.We dropped that woman near the mountain hill and she quickly disappeared in the dark. ”Very strange lonely woman with out any light ,walked away speedily in the dark and going to grave at night “.I thought with my self,I didn’t want to discuss it with Shela lest she would become more nervous.In the meantime we reached the coffee shop. There was only one man sitting near a fireplace,He prepared a very nice coffee. ”sir, have you met any woman on the steep road and than she get dropped near the small mountain ?“.said the coffee maker. “Yes,we met a woman on the steep road but who is she ?”Sir,nobody knows about her,she appears after every fifteen days at night,going to grave yard.Once two men tried to follow her but it was ghape darkness and they had been fallen down from the hill and died,after this incident nobody went after her” The Coffee maker explained it very briefly.After having coffee we came back to our cottage. Shela was so nervous that she shunned the idea going grave yard.At eleven o’clock,I asked her about going grave yard but she refused.I insisted her to go and at eleven thirty we left for grave yard.I had taken a torch and a binocular with my self. It was severely cold .”you know Shela in olden days,when the folks had to travel by foot or on bullocks carts,obviously they had to reach their destination after many days some times months,so it was “Travelling Guide Instructions” that at night they could rest in grave yards and the people use to stopover in grave yard for night and every grave yard must had a watch man “ as I completed my sentence,shela added” l think the watchman stopped the dead body should not run away from the grave”. She said it naughtily. Actually I was giving heart to shela,she was very scared after that incident but now she became little bold. Finally,we reached the grave yard. It was now complete darkness and silence. “Shela, what would you write about the grave yard at night there is nothing except silence, dark

 ness and cold, yes, you can write about the feelings and you can’t write that we met Dracula there.” I said and we both amused “Let’s write something and go”. I suggested. Shela started writing and I busied my self with the binocular, just looking here and there in the dark. My eyes stucked at one place, there was a dim light of lantern and some body busy digging a grave. I kept on watching the scene.Shela was busy writing and I stood up, now the scene was clear. A man and woman .Man was digging the grave and woman was standing with him wearing white clothes. Shela stopped writing and staring me”.what did you see? asked. ”Shesh”there is a great scene going on”. I said. “What scene,what is happening in the dark”.Shela inquired. I gave binocular to her.She resumed watching that direction. “Oh my God, what’s going on there,they are digging a grave,” Amir lets go,dangerous to stay".Shela stood up by saying this”.No,no keep sitting, this is a spice for your thesis “I said it intelligently.We both suggested stay here for a while till they dig the grave. Temperature started increase.After Ten minutes I again took the binocular and commenced seeing towards them.Now the grave seems  dugged up and the woman had become barely naked and she stood on the entombment. I madly started walking towards that direction, Shela was after me and saying "don’t go that must some evil spirits “.but I continued walking ,at last we reached near them but we quietly watching them and they were busy with their work.Now we could see little clear. The woman was standing on the chest of the dead body of a woman and taking bath by pouring water on head. Shela shrieked."It is the same woman,We met on the steep road in the evening and we gave lift to her and dropped near the small hill."The pair got alert.started looking here and there.The man speedily threw clothes towards the woman.woman hurriedly wore the clothes and came out from the grave. Woman was shivering badly .Shela took out her woolen cap and long coat and placed on her head and body.I shouted at the man to make a fireplace or she would die of cold.He collected wood and made a fire. Shela brought that woman near fire.” What the hell were you doing? Covered up this dead body, hurry up".I ordered the man.He took up a spade and started filling the grave.After about twenty minutes he filled the grave with soil. ”Now tell me who are you and what are you doing all this? Shela asked them.They both looked towards each there,they were badly scared. “We are husband and wife, nine years been passed but we are issue less. Spiritual preist advised us that if my wife took bath on the dead body of a pregnant woman in grave,she would conceived". He said it very innocently. “Oh you ,foolish people,You still believe in superstition, You were committing crime and Sin, we would call the police”.I said with a great voice. “No sir, please don’t call the police, we repent we would not do it again. They both begged and cry.”ok where do you live” I asked them. “we live in the near village ”they replied. Come with us”. Shela said.We took them to their village, it was not so far from our cottage and dropped them.” I would come in the morning to take you to the lady doctor,for your check up.” Shela asked the woman.They told their name Asha and Gamma. In the morning we both went to their village and picked them up for the check up.After check up,the doctor told us about a little swelling near womb.It would be subsided with the medicines in two months period but she has to visit after every fifteen days.Now,Asha and Gamma are blessed with two kids and living happy life.   .The End. The Cat out from the bag.