Excerpt from Hindustan Times, Ranchi Edition, 21 June 2005:
“I cannot imagine why Shreyaspati acted in this manner. He had met me several times at the Kashyap Hostel near Ashok nagar where I was staying and had extended an invitation to visit his home in Nagra Toli about a month ago. He met me on June 15, on the eve of my examinations, telling me that he had just come back from Lucknow and that he wished that I spent the night at his house. I went along without suspecting that he had other designs on me,” said Preyaspati.
At his house at Tangra Toli, Shreyaspati told Preyaspati to rest easy, that he would drop him at the examination centre on the morning of the June 16. Preyaspati did not eat the vermicelli that his cousin had prepared as a sweet dish after dinner.
The next morning Shreyaspati asked him to wait a while as he had to perform a puja. As he waited, unaware of the design his cousin had in mind, he relaxed but soon doubled up in pain and horror as he found his cousin going hammer and tongs at him with a hammer.
“He kept aiming at my head. I was dumbfounded to see him in this state, there was blood all over his face. He came back at me fourth time and it was then that I asked him why he was doing so, “said Preyaspati, still unable to come to terms with his cousin’s mad behaviour.
Taking me to be semi-conscious Shreyaspati started mumbling that he would give me “liberation” and he, after he had done him in, would have gotten “siddhi”.
Somehow, Prayaspati managed to fling the latch of the house open, stumble outside and holler for help. Neighbours rushed in when they saw me lying comatose on the ground.
“I was rushed to the Sadar Hospital by a traffic policeman and an auto-rickshaw driver. I was referred to the RIMS by the doctors at the Sadar Hospital, “he recalled.
And that is where he today, recovering albeit slowly from the injuries sustained in his head, still benumbed by the fact that it was his cousin and nobody else who had sought to “sacrifice” him in pursuance of some mad dream.
‘Mystical’ quest that led to traumatic ending
NAMITA Tewari
Ranchi, June 21
PREYASPATI MISHRA, all of 25 years old, failed to appear in Post-graduate Diploma in Translation and the Bachelor in Information Technology examinations of the Indira Gandhi National Open University. He has yet to recover from the traumatic assault that his cousin Shreyaspati mounted upon him in a warped attempt to achieve mystical powers that he chose to describe as “siddhi”. Preyashpati, nursing a head injury at the Rajendra Institute of Medical Sciences and rigned by shell-chocked parents who had rushed to Ranchi on learning of the “attempted sacrife,” was unable to place a guess as to why his cousin did so.
“I cannot imagine why Shreyaspati acted in this manner. He had met me several times at the Kashyap Hostel near Ashok nagar where I was staying and had extended an invitation to visit his home in Nagra Toli about a month ago. He met me on June 15, on the eve of my examinations, telling me that he had just come back from Lucknow and that he wished that I spent the night at his house. I went along without suspecting that he had other designs on me,” said Preyaspati.
At his house at Tangra Toli, Shreyaspati told Preyaspati to rest easy, that he would drop him at the examination centre on the morning of the June 16. Preyaspati did not eat the vermicelli that his cousin had prepared as a sweet dish after dinner.
The next morning Shreyaspati asked him to wait a while as he had to perform a puja. As he waited, unaware of the design his cousin had in mind, he relaxed but soon doubled up in pain and horror as he found his cousin going hammer and tongs at him with a hammer.
“He kept aiming at my head. I was dumbfounded to see him in this state, there was blood all over his face. He came back at me fourth time and it was then that I asked him why he was doing so, “said Preyaspati, still unable to come to terms with his cousin’s mad behaviour.
Taking me to be semi-conscious Shreyaspati started mumbling that he would give me “liberation” and he, after he had done him in, would have gotten “siddhi”.
Somehow, Prayaspati managed to fling the latch of the house open, stumble outside and holler for help. Neighbours rushed in when they saw me lying comatose on the ground.
“I was rushed to the Sadar Hospital by a traffic policeman and an auto-rickshaw driver. I was referred to the RIMS by the doctors at the Sadar Hospital, “he recalled.
And that is where he today, recovering albeit slowly from the injuries sustained in his head, still benumbed by the fact that it was his cousin and nobody else who had sought to “sacrifice” him in pursuance of some mad dream.
