Note: These spellings can give you the accent that the character used. These ‘mistakes’ are intentional for its accent.

Wahid took an old bike where Karim sat beside him. After five minutes of riding, there was a man in the underwear shouted “my bike!”

“I’ll return you back, sir” shouted Karim looking at the man.

It was night, they went to an old apartment where none used to stay. The locals claimed it to be haunted. Wahid went to a house opposite the haunted apartment.

“Where you going?” asked Karim.

“To an old friend of mine. He knows all about the house” said Wahid in his serious tone.

When he went inside the house, surprisingly he saw Disco Police and a middle aged woman dancing as if the tsunami was returning back. When both saw Karim and Wahid, the music stopped.

“Sister Jonaki! Where’s Syedullah?” asked Wahid.

“Oh Wahid, I was about to tell you this!” said the middle aged woman (Jonaki).

“Can we have a discussion? Hope we may take a seat for it” said Wahid.

All sat down in the couch.

“Why are you asking about Syedullah?” asked Disco Police.

“Forgot, Inspector Disco? The case?” asked Wahid.

“Oh sorry” said Disco Police.

“Wahid, since few days, Syedullah turned mentally ill due to a hit on his brain. After few months, his persona was changed into an idiotic comedic teacher, Naseeb Pandit who claimed himself as professor of the renowned university. His accent turned into a stereotype Calcutta accent” said Jonaki.

“Oh I see, so what is Inspector Disco doing here?” asked Wahid.

“You have less memories, Wahid. You were heartbroken by Samah. You used to be a nerd back then. Disco Police was your friend, his real name is Mahmud.  The heartbreak lost some of your memory and you have turned into a heartless man” said Jonaki.

“None knows better than me Jonaki. I know I was heartbroken but when I worked at the intelligence department after the army I got my confidence back. I realized past is always a past. I am bound to lose this memory except for few to re-categorize my own info. Now, back to the case, I need to know this haunted house. At least Syedullah have some memory of us” said Wahid.

After that Wahid explained the whole incident. Jonaki called Syedullah. He wore a white-collared cloak, a squared spectacle, shoulder bag and a thin mustache. He was fat as an old man.

“Babu Moshai! I am Naseeb Pandit. How can I heilf you?” said Syedullah (man with a white cloak) in a thick stereotype accent.                                                                                   

“Syedullah! Is that you?” asked Wahid.

“Are you Wahid moshai? I am pleajant to chee you” said Syedullah.

“Hmm… Can you tell me about the haunted house, Lover Pandit?” asked Wahid.

“Houje? Woahy?” asked Syedullah.

“You are one of the locals” said Wahid.

“Ok, in that apartment, there was a pilot. He used to have a happy and cheerful family. Until a plane crashed, the house and the plane was thought to be haunted. They were noble family where their forefathers were in the army. He had a son who used to play with us but due to his psychotic behavior, he was sent to the asylum by his cruel relatives and then the family wasn’t seen again” said Syedullah.

When Syedullah left, Wahid told Jonaki “it doesn’t make sense, it’s like a Bengali movie”

Suddenly, Mr. Shah came behind Wahid’s couch. Wahid looked back.

“Mr. Shah, the case looks torn and illogical” said Wahid.

“I know, sir. Shall we go to the haunted house?” asked Mr.Shah.

“Sure, why not slacker-head?” said Wahid confidentially.

Karim and Disco Police danced as if they were on the dance floor even Syedullah was dancing but like an ancient Indian classic dance.

“STOP YOU PUSSY MEN! WE ARE ON THE BIG SHIT CASE!” shouted Wahid.

“Bullshit!” said Karim to himself.

For the first time Karim used a slang.

“I am proud of you, son” said Wahid gently.

They went inside the house but found toy and lots of documents Karim was so scared that he shook as if the electric shock controlled over him. Disco Police was dancing as if he saw a photo of a famous Tamil actor made him dreamt about him in Tamil Nadu movies, doing his action sequences and Mr. Shah frequently questioned Wahid about the info he gained. But there’s something they did not prepared to see inside a document which was written was a code. Who knows? It’s a mystery.