Contorting her face slightly and casting a massive, angry glare toward Snigdha, the Tantrik further spoke to Prafulla, "Not only that, re Prafulla child—after receiving such a massive wish, with how massive an audacity this arrogant girl stood there and spoke to me from her own mouth, do you know? She was saying that I should supposedly escape like a thief outside this prison through my magic, just like the massive thieves or criminals of this jail! She was offering me a massive, ugly opportunity to escape outside the jail from her own mouth, child! Right then, being this miraculous Tantrik, I opened my mouth and spoke to her flat-out in a strictly harsh voice—'O you Snigdha girl, I am the abode of miraculous power; if I wanted to, I could have broken and shattered the walls of this entire prison in a single second with the magic of a single breath of mine and escaped outside this world ages ago, re! But I have kept myself confined inside this dirty cell of the jail in deep peace—the sole reason for that is that I respect Chief Prince Prafulla of Junagarh deeply from the core of my mind, re! Prafulla is a very good boy, he is a thoroughly honest prince! Therefore, when he has confined us inside this jail to perform his royal duty with his own royal hands—then to honor the dignity and desire of that royal respect of his, I will remain confined peacefully in this very jail with my husband for life; I will never break the jail and escape!'"
Raising the pitch of her voice even higher and grumbling in rage, the Tantrik said to Prafulla, "The moment she heard such grand words of respect toward Prafulla from my mouth—this arrogant and devilish Snigdha girl became completely blinded with rage, re child! Opening her mouth, she began to scream thoroughly dirtily, saying whatever she pleased to me. Standing there, she was saying from her own mouth that—whatever she dictates will supposedly happen in this royal palace! She would supposedly explain and tame you thoroughly well using her own intellect and sweet words—that is, you yourself—stating that you were the one who supposedly rendered massive assistance to me with your own royal hands to escape outside this jail completely freely! She was uttering massive, erratic words to entangle you dirtily within the trap of this conspiracy, re Prafulla child! When such dirty arguments and the wretched audacity of her mouth reached an extremely bad and dirty level in the prison corridor—then, being this miraculous Tantrik, I could not control that sorcerous rage inside my head even the slightest bit anymore, re oh father! Failing to control my rage, I went ahead and delivered a massive, dangerous, miraculous curse to her from my own mouth using all my magic, child! And because she was mocking the name of my power, I have spoken to her erratic words out of deep rage from my own mouth, re child! However, yes, considering all the dirty conspiracies she has plotted in her life—she is completely worthy of hearing such erratic words from me with her own ears, re Prafulla child! That is exactly why I have spoken to her in such a harsh manner using erratic words!"
Swaying her waist slightly and pointing one of her hands toward Snigdha, the Tantrik exposed the true mystery of the husband to Prafulla, saying, "Listen, Prafulla child, after that, when I detected the ugly trick of that husband of hers in a single second through my magic—right then, I spoke to this Snigdha girl in a harsh voice from my own mouth—'O you Snigdha, no matter what husband falls to your fate in the future, even if that spouse of yours is a flat-out street dog, no—even then, you too will be transformed into a wretched, four-legged creature huthu exactly like that dog in a single second, re, O you whelp of a dog!' The moment she heard such a massive insult and the words of a curse of becoming a four-legged dog from the Tantrik's mouth—do you know from where such massive audacity arose inside the chest of this Snigdha girl, Prafulla? Extending her hand with a sudden jerk—thwack—she planted a massive, powerful slap across the cheek of this saint before everyone, re child! How does she possess such massive audacity to raise her unholy hand and deliver such a slap across the body of a saint who possesses miraculous power like me, huh? She did not just slap me, re Prafulla, she was continuously and thoroughly dirtily mocking the miraculous sorcerous power inside me; she was making thoroughly ugly fun and a spectacle of my spiritual practice, re child! Therefore, failing to contain the intense rage inside my head even the slightest bit anymore—I delivered a counter-slap to her and, using my magic, have confined her completely within the trap of this dangerous curse forever, child!"
Contorting her face thoroughly craftily then, wearing a fiendish smile, the Tantrik said to Prafulla, "And let me ask you, re Prafulla child—now if I come to the true context of that husband of this Snigdha girl, no—then using my miraculous foresight, I have come to know thoroughly well that this distant future husband of Snigdha is none other than a flat-out four-legged dirty dog he will truly turn into, re child! And through the force of the magic of this miraculous curse of mine—the moment she receives the touch of that husband, this arrogant Snigdha girl too will assume a form huthu exactly like a flat-out tail-wagging dog, re! This is the ultimate true curse delivered by me! And that is exactly why, standing in this light of dawn from now on, I am practicing calling her 'whelp of a dog, whelp of a dog' with deep affection and absolute joy of mind, re Prafulla! A flat-out devilish and dirty child girl like her should indeed be addressed by this name, bapu! Such intense rage is arising inside my own mind now—I feel like passing these two hands of mine through the gaps of the iron bars, firmly gripping the fistful of long hair of that head of hers, and shaking it violently with thwack-thwack blows—so that she can realize the massive fun of slapping my body in a single second! How grand is the courage of hers that she slapped my body!"