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this is not mine,” he blabbered.
    “I know it’s not yours. She left it for you,” said Pawan handing over the things to Sanjeev. “Have a look at them patiently; you’ll understand that it’s for you.”
    “But…. But I… I left some papers……,” said Sanjeev.
    “May be this is more valuable than just papers,” Pawan interrupted Sanjeev. “Take these home and think,” he said and gestured him out of the study room.
    Sanjeev was flabbergasted. He took the box and the book and left the house. Soon he was walking down the lane outside the house staring at the things in his hand. Then he kept them in his backpack. Confused where to go, he made his way to the Tapkeshwar Mahadev Temple where he usually went when he was perturbed.
     

    Tapkeshwar Mahadev Temple was situated around 6 km from Dehradun on the banks of the Asan River and was a very well-known pilgrimage spot. Situated in the forest side, this temple was an old Lord Shiva temple where the Shivlinga was inside a cave. There was a continuous water stream trickling down on the Shivlinga from the roof of the cave. The flowing gentle river added to the beauty and serenity of the place.
    Sanjeev stepped towards the temple slope immersed in his thoughts. He crossed the magnificent golden gate and reached the holy cave. After praying in front of the Shivlinga , he decided to sit by the banks of the river to ponder for a while. So he went to the back of the temple, down the stairs and reached the foot of the river. He sat there, on one of the steps beneath a 20-feet tall idol of Lord Hanuman. The brightly colored idol of Lord Hanuman facing the river was a huge sculpture where the God was shown standing tall with a mace in his hand. The sculpture clearly depicted the valor of the Lord.
    “Where have you brought me, Oh Lord?” Sanjeev thought. “There was a small ray of hope which has also extinguished. How will I ever complete my thesis? All the work has gone waste. Now I have to repeat my entire work. What a loss!” Sanjeev cried and a small tear dropped down from his eyes.

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    Jai Hanuman gyan gun sagar Jai Kapis tihun lok ujagar
    Victory to thee, O'Hanuman! Ocean of Wisdom-All hail to you O'Kapisa! (fountain-head of power, wisdomand Shiva-Shakti) You illuminate all the three world s( Entire cosmos) with your glory.
     
    Sanjeev was in a self-pity mode when his cellphone rang. He picked it up when he saw Ravi calling him.
    “Where are you? It’s lunch time. Did you get your papers?” he asked.
    “No,” Sanjeev answered in a heavy tone.
    “Are you crying? Where are you, I’ll come in a minute,” asked Ravi expressing his concern.
    “I’m at Tapkeshwar Temple,” Sanjeev said and hung up the phone.
    True to his word, Ravi reached there as early as possible and found his friend near the banks of the river.
    “What happened? I’ve never seen you lamenting so much over anything. You weren’t so bad even after your last break up with Sunita,” said Ravi trying to console.
    Sanjeev handed his backpack to Ravi. “This! He gave me this. She had left this for me,” he said with his voice filled with anger and disappointment.
    Ravi opened the backpack and took out the wooden box and the Hanuman Chalisa. He looked at it for a while, rotated, turned it upside down, shook it and then finally said, “Well, I’m not sure why he gave this to you, but there does seem something mysterious about it.”
    Sanjeev looked at him bewildered and said, “What?”
    “Yes, there’s something about it. Did you notice this box carefully?” asked Ravi.
    He handed over the box to Sanjeev and showed him, “Well, I’m not a doctor like you but my eyes saw something. There’s a note of caution written on the underside. It reads: Caution: This box contains inflammable material. Any attempt to open the box by force will lead to disintegration of the box and loss of valuable information.”
    When Sanjeev saw the note his face turned white. He grabbed the box