Bhairvi cover

Kapalik

With each passing day, man gets a little farther from god...the belief now is that only babies and saadhus(sages) remain near to God...

There’s something so truthful in them which makes them closer to God...their spirit is pure...

The former has not learnt the ways of the world, while the latter has learnt to distinguish between good and evil...

They both are away from materialism...closer to spiritualism...

Their souls contain a certain energy which our souls lack...

Their souls are more powerful than ours are...

Kapalik seeks that power...

Kapalik seeks God the Satanic way...

To attain purity…he eats the pure…

Coming soon…Kapalik…the head ripping savage from Bhairvi tales...

Bhairvi

I had been searching for an artist to collaborate with for some centuries now...

Had left all hopes...

Then one day while shuffling through my 200 odd unread messages...I found one from Swapnil bro!

I was excited!!!

I had always wished to work with him and now he had offered me to do so...I jumped on board...

After innumerable chat sessions and 4-5 odd concepts, we settled for Bhairvi...

So, who is Bhairvi??

A vigilante or a psychopath??

Well, we'll soon find out...Stay tuned...

Bhairvi speaks!

Another full moon...
My body aches as I sneak through my bedroom window...
Have not slept for more than 24 hours...
It's getting harder each day...
He knew that I would come for him...
He was the last from the gang...
A stout man...struggled a bit...
Luckily the tranquilizer worked...
Had to drag him to the cave...precisely taking care that he does not get injured midway...
He was subconscious...or may be fully conscious by the time I waved the blade...just one slash...
I can still hear his voice in my ears...a choking gasp...helpless and silent cry for help...and then blood all over the blade...all over the ground...all over me...
He deserved it...your deeds pay back...past determines your future...

I take a shower...and there's the smell of dirt mixed with aroma of blood...satisfactory...
The restlessness inside me has passed...
It is as if a greater energy leaves my body with the shower...vaporizes...
I stare at the washroom mirror...it's not me...it's HER...

In the darkness, I often see those eyes...stalking me...
Yes, those blood red eyes and the tongue...even redder...
They haunt me...they want me to do it for them...they seek something...
Vengeance...
That's the word which strikes my mind...but I don't know why...and for whom...
May be I should gather some sleep now...