The Cursed Boal Fish: A Haunting Folktale from Ancient Wari Bateshwar

This incident was sent to us by Shahidul Islam, whose home is in the village of Sujatapur near the historic archaeological site of Wari Bateshwar in Narsingdi district, where settlements existed two and a half thousand years ago, and where countless events have occurred. This is quite natural. At that time, many Hindu residents lived in their village, with established settlements. Even now, several families still reside there, whose ancestors had moved to India at different times, selling their land before departing. Many of them left, but large gardens still remain in their name - such as Tarini's garden, Chandal's garden, Henapuri's garden, Krishna's garden. There are many stories about these places.

During the day, people are cautious while moving around, and near the banyan tree ghat, there is a path of 10 to 15 minutes. Now, admittedly, there is no river or banyan tree at the banyan tree ghat, yet the name remains as a witness to time, with a few jamun trees and the river having been filled up, now becoming paddy fields.

Today's incident primarily involves the banyan tree ghat and the surrounding road that connects two villages. The story, as narrated by an uncle, occurred with his father's friends. According to the uncle's account, this would have been around 1950 or thereabouts - an exact year cannot be specified.

Just as the uncle's father was courageous, so were his friends. In the month of Baisakh, when it rained, they would go to the banyan tree ghat to catch fish. The upstream fish would get trapped in the little water because the land was sloping, causing the water to recede. The father's two friends, Sattar and Murshed, were quite curious - they would not rest until they verified any information or visited a place of interest. This had become almost like an addiction for them.One day they hear that a Hindu gentleman has died and he will be cremated in the evening at the cremation ground. Sattar is saying something about a piece of information, meaning what is this information he knows: that when going fishing, if someone takes the part of this deceased person who was cremated - the part of the navel that cannot be burned or takes time to burn - they either bury it in the ground or keep it in a special place and later perform a ritual to bury it. He says that taking this thing while fishing will help catch many fish. Then another friend says, "Nonsense!"

"I also tried something like this once but didn't catch any fish. Later, I left the thing where it was. These are all fake stories, and there's no need to get involved in such hassles. This won't work out well."

Then it was seen that some agree, some don't. Among them, the uncle whose father was friends with two others - Murshed and Sattar - his father remains silent. He doesn't really want to get into these complications. In the midst of this, Sattar says, "Okay, let's go to the village doctor's house and ask if this works or what else can be done."

They want to hear because so many people can't be lying together. There must be something to this. "You took it, but it didn't work. What can be done?" So the three of them went to a village doctor's house, which wasn't far away. After reaching the doctor's place, they call him, and the doctor comes out. He sees three old, lanky boys standing there.

The doctor asks, "What do you want? Whose illness?" Then Murshed says, "No illness. We've come for another matter." The doctor says, "I understand. You young boys must be here to perform black magic on some woman, or someone likes a woman and wants to marry her, so you've come to get a talisman." They reply, "No, no, nothing like that. We've come for something else."Then the poets were saying, "Come on, sir, it doesn't seem convenient to your disposition. I cannot do any magic. I have given up black magic. I do not do these things now." Then they said, "Actually, we are coming for another matter. We are primarily coming for fish catching work. We have not come with the intention of harming anyone." Then the doctor asks, "What are you saying?" Then he says, "This is the same thing. If you take this thing along, apparently more fish can be caught." Then he says, "Actually, this is not child's play. The information is true, but if you are a bit careless, danger can arise. And anyway, many fish are found at Bartala Ghat. Sir, what is the need for you to create such complications? You can get fish anyway."

On this side, Sattar is not moving, but on the other side, Morshed and that uncle who has spoken, their father does not have much interest in these matters. At one point, due to Sattar's persistent insistence, the doctor says, "Okay, I am giving you something. But remember, where the dead body will be cremated, if the pyre is decorated with bel wood or sandalwood, only then place my magical charm there, otherwise these charms will not work."

Now, how will Sattar place this charm when he is standing there during the pyre's preparation? He was not getting an opportunity despite many attempts because Sattar is Muslim and he cannot go to the place of pyre preparation. What happened now is that another boy was there. That boy was Hindu, his name was Minu. This boy would drink local liquor all day, and then there's the tale of tari.

Tari is a kind of juice from a palm tree, which is the portion that falls during the day after extracting palm sap in the morning. Some call this fallen portion tari, or tari is also made using the palm juice that falls at night.So they would be lying around smoking ganja all the time, and people knew about this intoxication. Mintu was told by Sattar to do this task, take this thing and place it there. Sattar had seen that instead of sandalwood, bel wood was used, so he was telling Mintu to take it and he would give it to him. Mintu was extremely happy upon hearing this - what did he know about these matters? Since Mintu was Hindu, he quickly placed it near the pyre and left. The village doctor had said there was a spirit in this maduli that would protect them from any murderous spirits or spirits from the cremation ground that might attack them. These things had been said, and after hearing about the spirits from the uncle and his father, Morshed became worried. Because Sattar had gotten married, if something unfortunate happened, and they knew each other as friends, his wife or other villagers might create a big commotion. Morshed was going to the city as he had gotten a job and was about to join. Everyone was somewhat worried about this matter, but not Sattar. Morshed had repeatedly requested Sattar not to do this work, warning that he was getting married and troubles could arise that might affect him or his wife. Sattar said his wife had gone to her father's house and would return after a few days, so he would take this opportunity to do the work. It was impossible to convince him otherwise. So the student did this work, and the other two were not directly involved or supportive - they had actually forbidden it. It was said that on the full moon night, when it became late, Sattar would go out alone for this work - only one person needed to go fishing. And so everything proceeded as usual.

So Sattar steps out, going on his work alone, with only the chirping of insects around, and despite having courage in his heart, he feels a bit afraid, working with uncertainty, thinking about something.

He reaches the cremation ground, and in the midst of a silent environment, the bitter smell of burning corpses begins to fill his nostrils. He thinks to himself, "Well, the body was cremated two days ago, and it should have been completely burned, so why is there such a foul smell? No other body has been cremated here in these two days." As he gets closer to the pyre where the body was burned, the smell becomes more intense. Unknowingly, his hands and feet start to tremble. He has primarily come here to retrieve that body part that couldn't be burned, and he's getting closer, but suddenly his body begins to shake violently.

It feels like his heart is pounding so hard that his bones are vibrating in sync with its pulsation. If there were no bones in the body or no skeletal cage, perhaps the heart might burst out at any moment with such a tremor. But the tremor is controlled. He's very scared, but not entirely. Suddenly, a jackal starts howling. The jackal doesn't howl just once but continues for a while, then abruptly stops.

This sudden jackal howl makes Sattar cry out. After his cry, he hears no more jackal sounds. The cricket-like sounds were present, but gradually they start to fade and eventually stop completely. The cremation ground is quite far from where he's coming, and there are no houses around the area.The house is far from the cremation ground, and if he shouts in fear or if any problem occurs here, his screams would be of no use since he has already come so far now, he must do his work. What has he done?

There where the ash is lying, he starts moving and searching with his hand to see if something is there or if what he is looking for is present, but he cannot find anything. An unknown terror makes his body sweat, even in the cold night atmosphere. Sweat is trickling down his forehead, and his hands are wet from sweating. The ash sticks to his hand as he searches through it.

After extensive searching, he did not find the object he desired. He decided to return home. Suddenly, he thought, "Oh, is this nearby? This is definitely a pot."

There must be something inside the pot. He carefully placed the pot to one side, then realized that perhaps the item was left inside this pot. Satta slowly approached it. He picked it up and felt it was not very heavy. When he slightly moved it, he felt something was inside. Satta tilted the pot, and suddenly there was a sound like something getting stuck crosswise inside.

Then Satta saw a necklace was inside. When he tilted it, the pot's narrow opening had trapped something. Along with the necklace, another thing was also stuck. Satta realized he had found what he was searching for. He put his hand inside the pot, grasped the necklace, and something else fell into his hand. It felt soft and smooth. He understood this was the thing that could not be burned. He left the pot there and ran away like a phantom.Then, around one and a half parts of the three parts of the night, without any kind of supernatural event, he returns home, and usually in such incidents we hear that someone is returning with a familiar voice from behind, calling out in a familiar voice or in a frightening voice, or various birds and animals calling out - but no supernatural event occurred at all. He returns home and immediately takes a bath. He had created a torch with such difficulty, bringing the item from the cremation ground. Its effectiveness must be tested; there's no time to delay until dawn. He prepares the torch, takes a rain cover (tarp) and some fishing equipment, and sets out towards Bartala Ghat, which was very close. He went there with the purpose of fishing. That field was there, and in the field, the water was less than knee-deep. However, the water was so clear that the cut roots of rice plants or rice field clusters could be seen.

For a while, he ran the rain torch. Like before, he caught a few large swarf-footed singhs, but didn't catch any big fish. Sattar himself started saying, "No, this herbalist's tantric methods didn't work. Tomorrow I'll show him a joke by going to the herbalist, saying that I took so much trouble and risk, but nothing happened." He was trying to catch small singhs like before, wondering what else could be done.

Suddenly, he heard a big sound. Sir observed the surroundings carefully. No jackal or anything else was splashing in the water. So what was that sound? Could it be a big fish? Sattar proceeded forward with the torch. After moving forward, he saw a massive boal fish weighing 14-15 kg moving in a small canal with knee-deep water, possibly trapped in the shallow water. Sattar took some time and aimed the rain torch. For the first time, the torch hit just above the boal's tail. Sattar tried his best to hold it, but the agile boal jumped out from the torch's beam.The boar was wounded. The clear water around became murky in an instant. Near the area, that boar began searching with a torch, having been injured in its tail. Blood had been coming out of the boar's body, with blood present in some places. From this, it could be understood which direction the boar had gone, and due to being wounded, the boar could not have gone very far. There was some water near the base of a tall palm tree, and in the area slightly below, the boar could be seen.

Now he perfectly tracked the boar and threw a spear, which struck directly in the middle of the boar. After being struck, the boar would naturally try to run with all its strength, but Sattar had trapped it, applying pressure and holding it down. Eventually, the boar died. Naturally, Sattar then tied the boar's mouth tightly with a rope and lifted it above the water. Sattar was quite exhausted and was about to head home with the boar on his shoulder when suddenly someone called out from a street corner, "Hey Sattar, where are you going?"

Upon hearing this, Sattar looked back. At that moment, he hadn't even considered that anyone could be present at such a late hour. He saw a person wearing something like an overcoat, with a cloth that wasn't entirely white, perhaps black or a different color, but appearing black in the night. The person who had called asked, "Where are you going?"

Sattar responded, "Yes, I'm Sattar. At this late hour, sir, what are you doing here? Why are you calling me? Your voice sounds like you're not familiar to me, not from this village. Where is your home?" After saying this, no response came. Just as Sattar was about to resume his journey home, he suddenly saw a figure standing in front of him, about 10 feet away, positioned somewhat opposite to his direction, since the call had come from behind, near the palm tree area. As he was heading home, this figure suddenly moved in front of him.In a very short time, how did this thing come before him, Sattar suddenly saw the thing but tried to move back a bit. Often we get scared and move back, but this time while trying to move back, Sattar fell at his home. Sattar couldn't understand how, in that moment of turning his head, a person could come from the road, crossing three or four paddy fields, and reach him. He looked at the person's feet, but due to the long robe, the feet were not visible. The face was covered with cloth. Meanwhile, Sattar began to sense a pungent, bitter smell around him.

As Sattar stood up, the bitter smell made him feel like vomiting. Sattar realized something terrible was about to happen. The person again said, "Hey Sattar, are you scared? Seeing me?" After hearing this, Sattar couldn't understand if this was a human or not. It seemed like a human, but also not. Was someone trying to scare him? Maybe mischievous kids were scaring him, or perhaps his two friends were playing a prank. They knew he would come here to have fun. One friend might have been there, another behind, one who called out and moved away, and another approaching from behind.

In fact, he was confused about what was happening. When the person said, "Hey Sattar, are you scared?" Sattar didn't recognize this voice. His friends could have changed their voice. Sattar was confused and couldn't understand. Before Sattar could respond, another question came: "Sattar, do you have a stick on your shoulder?" Gathering courage, Sattar said, "Yes, a big stick. Why would I be afraid seeing you, with a staff in hand?"

This provoked a strange laugh, and the person said, "It's been a long time since I had a stick. Give me the stick." Sattar replied, "No, sir, I can't give you the stick. Tomorrow I'm cooking at my home. You're invited to come and eat." Then the person, with an angry voice, said, "No, give me the stick right now."Sattar said, "I don't know when I'll ever get such a big fish in this water again." There was a man named Akram in our village; he caught a big snakehead fish a couple of years ago. Then today, I got such a big Boal fish. I'm not giving this to you." That man said, "I'm definitely taking the Boal." Saying this, he started moving forward, and the bitter smell also started increasing. Sattar said, "One more step and I'll pierce your chest with this spear! Don't you dare come forward!" After saying this, that man attacked Sattar. A scuffle started. Actually, Sattar didn't get the chance to throw the spear at him. When Sattar felt that the man had grabbed him, that man's body was incredibly cold. So cold that no human body could be that cold. But yes, sometimes when working in the cold, a person's hands get cold. We often see that our hands get cold if we take our gloves off in the winter, or if we hold ice, our hands get cold. Hands can get cold like that. And at that time, of course, it wasn't summer. So hands could be cold for that reason. He sometimes thought it was something otherworldly and sometimes not. He was slow to understand the core issue. It could also be that there are mischievous people in the village who scare people. And with all the things that had been happening, he was confused, meaning he was in doubt. Sometimes he thought it was a human, sometimes not. This confusion he was in, that was his big mistake. Again, during that scuffle, Sattar had moved a little away for a moment. He had the spear in his hand at that time. Now he's thinking that this time he has an opportunity to hit this man with the spear. But there's a problem here. If this is really a human, and I hit him in the chest with the spear now, there will be a case, and I'll have to go to jail. So, within a second or two, Sattar made a decision. What did Sattar do? He aimed at the man's leg, thinking that there's no problem if I hit him in the leg.

One can easily judge from this impartiality that someone was coming to attack me, but a blow to the chest would have killed me, leading to a different outcome. So, he aimed at my feet and struck there. As soon as the spear hit his foot, the man let out a terrifying scream, a hideous scream, and cried out, "What have you done?" Hearing this, and startled by the horrendous scream, Sattar got even more frightened. As he retreated, still in fear, he fell into the water. Though he had been splashing about, he had somehow managed to keep holding the torch in one hand. But this time, the torch fell into the water and went out. The man, groaning, said, "You have done a terrible thing. You hurt me for this mere catfish? Don't you know who I am? You struck my left foot. From today, you will not be able to walk on your left foot. And remember, coming as this catfish, one day I will take you away." With that, the man vanished. Now Sattar realized what he had actually done, why he had been so hesitant, why he hadn't just thrown the ball to avoid this trouble. He had attacked some kind of fiend. Now what would happen? Anyway, what's done is done. He got up and started walking towards home. Suddenly, he felt a lot of bleeding from his left foot. He hadn't been struck there. Where was the blood coming from? He started shouting loudly for help, "Is anyone there? Help!" But all that came back to him was the echo of his own voice. And it was so late that no one was likely to be awake. Meanwhile, he was bleeding from his foot. He tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and somehow tied it around the wound. He could barely stand. He couldn't understand what had happened. Everything was confused – who had come, who had left. With great difficulty, he returned home. As soon as he got home, Sattar started calling out. Soon, many people gathered at his house. Sattar was known as a brave man in the area. Now he was wondering whether to tell everyone what had happened or to avoid the topic altogether. He was deep in thought.

Sattar thought to himself that he wouldn't reveal the incident since he had survived, but he needed to say something to people. So, Sattar said, "Look at the huge Boal fish I brought back. While spearfishing for it, I was a little distracted, and it hit my leg." Everyone took it easily and no one thought about it further because if he were to talk about the real reason, then if people started investigating, they would discover the misdeed he committed at the crematorium. That would upset the Hindu community greatly. There would be a trial, and they'd question why he did such a thing. He could even be socially boycotted. He thought about all these things and avoided the topic. Anyway, people understood everything simply and moved on. Meanwhile, his friends Morshed and the uncle, whose father, two friends of Sattar, came to him. These two came and said, "Among the three of us friends, if anyone has the most accurate aim, it's you. How could your aim be off, and how could it hit your leg? You, the one who throws spears straight ahead, how did it hit your leg? And you were supposed to go to the crematorium; how did you go fishing instead?" Then Sattar, in an annoyed tone, said, "No, no, it just happened, you know. It just slipped from my hand sometimes. And I didn't go to the crematorium." He avoided that subject. However, when he was saying this, he was sweating a lot. He was lying to his friends, which he knew wasn't right. He thought about it, but still, given the circumstances, he didn't tell the truth. Meanwhile, his wife wasn't home; she was supposed to return in a few days. News reached her that her husband had been injured. She rushed back to her husband. He didn't tell her the real story. That afternoon, the healer was at the house. The healer's face showed worry.

The healer said to Sattar, "Okay, Sattar, did you go to the cremation ground yesterday? And what caused this condition of yours? Tell me, Sattar." Sattar didn't give a correct answer to a single question.

Meanwhile, fear was gnawing at his mind. It was that his reputation for courage was widespread, and if he told the truth now, people would mock him. So, to maintain his reputation for courage, he kept lying and lying. Now, the healer was saying, "The genie I sent to the cremation ground to protect you, that genie hasn't returned. I can't even get news with other genies. If something bad has happened, that's why I came to your house, to find out what actually happened. If you tell me, I might understand a little. But it seems like you haven't told me the truth. Anyway, I'm going home." Saying this, the healer went home.

After that, Sattar became even more afraid, wondering what might happen. But this fear gradually subsided because nothing was happening, meaning everything was normal. Almost a couple of months passed like this, and nothing bad happened. His leg also healed, but Sattar couldn't walk properly. He limped a little; he had to walk with a limp.

One day, in the morning, Sattar's wife was telling Sattar, "Look, I had a dream last night. The dream was like this: you're going in a boat, and a big boal fish is coming to eat you. It's opening its mouth so wide; it seems like you and the boat will go right into its mouth." Sattar initially dismissed the matter, saying, "Oh, it's nothing. You had a nightmare." But for several days in a row, his wife had the same dream and told Sattar about it. After that, fear arose in Sattar's mind. As a result, he stopped fishing at night for pleasure. An unknown fear really started to engulf Sattar, which he didn't reveal to anyone. He was like a pawn in a chess game, helpless. He himself didn't know what was actually happening, why he was so afraid. Actually, no terrible event was happening to him.He very cleverly suppressed the fact that these things happened during that specific time. One day, Sattar went to his father-in-law's house. The day after he went to his father-in-law's, this uncle who is sharing the story invited his (the uncle's) father, saying, "Come tomorrow, there will be a feast, you are invited." So, the uncle's father went to Sattar's father-in-law's house the next day because he was invited. At noon, the uncle's father and Sattar were sitting and talking under a jackfruit tree. Suddenly, they saw Morshed and another friend, someone like Morshed's follower, coming towards them from a distance. That's what they thought. After a while, they realized it was Morshed indeed. Morshed came to them and, upon arriving, said, "I came to your house this morning and heard that you had an invitation to your father-in-law's house, so I came quickly after receiving the invitation. And I also heard that you are slowly getting sick," or something like that. Now, he would say that, wouldn't he? Sattar replied, "Oh, it's nothing much. Maybe my body is just a little unwell, that's all." They chatted for quite a while, especially about what Morshed saw and didn't see in the city, since he had gone to the city. After that, they had no other topic to talk about; they couldn't figure out what to talk about. There wasn't a specific topic. They were talking randomly and pausing in the middle of their conversation, you know, like how we often talk when we don't know what topic to discuss. So, they remained silent for a while. Then, a man was passing by from the market with a Boal fish he had bought. Then Sattar said, "Let me tell you guys a funny story." After saying this, he revealed everything that had happened that night. After hearing this, Morshed started sweating profusely. No words were coming out of his mouth. His body was trembling in an unknown fear. Morshed's eyes widened. Morshed, trembling, started to say, "This is a disaster!" Then the other two, Sattar and the uncle's father, said, "What happened?"

Then he was saying that a Boal fish would come and take you away. And I was thinking of bringing sweets when coming to your father-in-law's house. Now I see the sweet shop is closed. How can I come empty-handed since I got a job? It doesn't look good, right? Then I met a man on the road who gave me a big Boal fish, maybe eight to nine kilograms, at a very cheap price. So I brought it to your father-in-law's house.

When I arrived at your father-in-law's house, he said, "You guys are here?" Then I left the fish there and came here. And anyway, I know this is your favorite fish, so I brought it.

Hearing this, Sattar and the uncle's father [grandfather] became very frightened. Is Sattar's difficult time approaching? Why else would Murshed bring a fish, especially a Boal fish, and why would a stranger sell an eight- or nine-kilogram Boal fish for almost nothing? What was the reason? Then all three of them became very scared.

Meanwhile, Sattar couldn't speak. Then Murshed said, "I'm going to quickly call a religious scholar (Huzur)." And he told the uncle's father, "You quickly go to the tantric's house. We'll bring the two of them, [the scholar and the tantric], to Sattar's father-in-law's house." And he told Sattar, "Quickly go and sit at home, meaning your father-in-law's house, and don't go outside before we arrive."

Meanwhile, the uncle's father came to the village and saw that the tantric wasn't home. He had gone to see a patient somewhere else. After waiting for a long time, when the tantric didn't return, he returned to Sattar's father-in-law's house empty-handed in the evening, unable to bring the tantric with him. He returned with a sad face.

On the other hand, Murshed had found a religious scholar (Huzur). He was bringing the scholar and explained everything to him on the way. All the events that had been kept secret until now at his father-in-law's house, Sattar now revealed everything. As soon as he revealed everything, a shadow of worry fell on the house.So, the Imam was brought home. The Imam placed a restriction while at his in-laws' house at that time. He left instructions about recitations and forbade eating Boal fish. Then Sattar's two friends, this uncle's father, and Murshid, arrived at the house.

It was nighttime, and they informed the family that Sattar would arrive the next day. The uncle's father fell asleep. Early in the morning, Murshid started calling out to the uncle's father, "Wake up, wake up quickly!" He woke up, bewildered, and asked, "What happened?" Murshid replied, "Sattar has returned." The uncle's father said, "He's returned? That's good." Then Morshed said, "No, the fear I had is exactly what happened. I couldn't sleep last night because of that fear. The Imam's holy water didn't work." Then Morshed, crying, said, "Sattar has returned, but not alive, he's dead!" Upon hearing this, the uncle's father was also left speechless, unable to find words.

Arriving at Sattar's house, they saw that someone had crushed Sattar's hands and feet, and his body had turned bluish. No one knew who did it. He had gone to sleep at night; who knew this would happen? Who knew a Boal fish would be his doom and snatch his life like a monstrous Boal? That afternoon, Murshid met with the Tantric healer. The Tantric said, "If Sattar had admitted his mistake in the beginning, he might have avoided this tragic end. But he harmed himself and me as well. That's why, my dear, I don't want to give any remedy to young lads like you. You are causing immense harm to yourselves. Sattar has harmed himself; perhaps nothing will happen to you, but I've been harmed!"

Then the healer said that he tried to save Sattar in his own way, but he was strictly forbidden from directly helping Sattar because the jinn that the healer had sent with the amulet was loyal to the healer's elder brother. This jinn was a mischievous one. His elder brother had imprisoned it with great difficulty, but during the imprisonment, a contract was made with the jinn.That genie wouldn't intentionally harm anyone, but if someone attacked it, it would take their life. After taking their life, the herbalist's older brother wouldn't be able to use it for any more work, meaning it would be freed. If any herbalist directly tried to stop it from taking a life, it would take that herbalist's life as well. If the attacker realized their mistake, the situation could be resolved through negotiation. That was the agreement, probably with some kind of offering, like a cow or goat, to appease it. That's why the herbalist, a tantric practitioner, went to Sattar's house that morning. But Sattar didn't take it seriously, which is why the herbalist couldn't figure out what was happening. And the genie wasn't returning to him. It usually came back most of the time, but sometimes it would disappear. However, after that incident, it was supposed to return, but it didn't. That's what worried the herbalist. To find out what actually happened, he was lied to, making him even more worried. Later, he realized what was going on: the genie was trying to take Sattar's life. And even though it was trying to take Sattar's life, he couldn't directly stop it with ruqya because it was forbidden. As a result, he couldn't directly intervene.

Sattar wasn't admitting it, which was a problem. Sattar wasn't admitting it because he wanted to maintain his courage and tell courageous stories. He didn't want the villagers to make fun of him, so he wasn't telling the truth. And if he didn't tell the truth, how could the herbalist start treatment? And he couldn't even treat him directly. If Sattar had understood his mistake and come to him, he could have started. But he didn't realize his mistake. And when someone is on their deathbed, nothing can really be done. Also, if the genie was freed, it would be a problem for him. It might not have harmed the herbalist, but he wouldn't be able to use it for small tasks anymore, which was no longer possible.

So, he was freed, and that was also a reason for the healer's loss. And why did Sattar actually die? Because he had bought that Boal fish. It's likely that after that Boal fish was brought into Sattar's house, that evil spirit got its chance to kill Sattar. This invisible world really has so many mysteries that we can't even know or understand. This world is very mysterious. Many things may seem illogical, like how is this even possible? But many things actually do become possible because events beyond our normal thinking happen in that realm, which is why those things don't even occur to us. So, that was the incident.