NEWLY WEDDED WIFE
This story dates back in 2000, happened in J&K. There is district named RS PURA in Jammu. So let’s begin the story, A man in army posted in kargil had to come back to his village in RS PURA because his father had expired. So he left everything and came back to Jammu to look after the property that was left. As he reached RS PURA, it was already night. So he thought of walking on foot to his village which was few kms away. It was late in the night when he witnessed a lady, newly wed sitting on the roadside crying. He tried to enquire about it. The lady told that she got married just few days back and was abandoned by he in laws as she failed to give dowry. She refused to go back to her own house as she didn’t want to be a burden on her ailing father. The man requested her to go to his home and then decide later what she wanted to do. She agreed. As time passed by, the army man out of his worries and troubles decided to marry the same lady. The lady one day asked him,” whenever you come back from outside, cough aloud at doorstep. So that I may know that it is you and open the door. I don’t want any trouble opening door for some stranger”. He agreed!! Now every day the man used to go into fields, do labor and come back. And he used to the same what he was told. One day he was working in the fields, the saint of their village ( commonly called a “baaba” in locals ) came to him and said, ” today when you go to your home, Don’t cough !!simply go inside. You will know why am I asking this”. That day he went straight into the home…and what he witnessed. The lady was sitting on the ground with legs straight. Though she was sitting, She was still taller than him. Her legs almost 10 feet were into the fire of the open chullha ( earth stove ) and she was making chapattis with her feet. She roared at him and screamed at him. The man shivering as he witnessed it. He recalled she had eyes bigger than a tennis ball, they covered most of her forehead. She rushed at him and slapped his back. Man fell unconscious. When he regained senses, he saw the same saint was there and said she was witch! ( daayan in hindi ) also known as jogan in local language. The man still has the imprints of her hand, five long fingers on his back. These signs still narrates the tail to him every night. Spooky isn’t it?
JNU, NEW DELHI.
All of you must be knowing about JNU. Jawaharlal Nehru university Delhi. A new boy from an old town got selected there. Being an old town boy and relying mostly on his capabilities and talent he didn’t leave studies and started studying more religiously. He devoted his nights in the big library hall in the campus. Every night he went to local dhabha to have tea and get refreshed. It happened one night, as he was walking along the road to canteen. For your information JNU has forest reserve inside the campus. The campus is huge. So coming back to story, he heard some noise in the bushes…..assuming some stray animal he continued his walk. But when he heard again he looked in that direction and saw the worse he could imagine. There was a tree “Y” shaped. A lady was sitting in the depression of the tree she was coiling her arms around the two branches. Her hair fell right on her face with only a smile peeping through. Her legs almost touching the ground. All she did was smile and staied right at him with eyes wide open… boy felt his heart stopping. He couldn’t believe it. But he had heard that whenever you encounter such un-natural beings, don’t get scared and run, they latch themselves onto you if you are scared. So he turned around and started to walk as if he wasn’t scared… he recounts and say, ” every step felt like a mile “. I was scared that what if she comes and climbs on my back, attacks me from behind. He walked and walked… reached canteen. He was scared like hell. His friends enquired about the matter and he told them everything. Later they came to know that she was killed in by some guard. Was a student there… and now she roams in that very spot…. Scary.
I SEE MY DEAD BOTHER.
This is a story of udhampur, J&k. During baishaki ( festival of northern India ), there is kite flying all around the state. One morning a young boy in his 18s was going to market with his grandfather on his bike. He was driving.. As it happened some kite flew down and its thread was along the roadside. As he speeded.. The thread mercilessly cut opened the throat of the boy. His head fell down as it was sliced by the strong thick thread of kite. He died! Now after his death, he was spotted for 7 straight days in their home by his young brother. His little brother who was 5 years old always woke up at night saying look, bhai is sitting on fan. Sometimes he used to see him on cupboard….sometimes standing near the door staring at the whole family. It is said that after death, the dead one is usually seen by the family member with the strongest bond, and it continues for 7 days. Nature is mysterious, isn’t so?
An old lady!!
This happened in delhi. Was published in local newspaper too. Presenting you a transcript of it. As we know, deepawali, festival of light is originally to eliminate the dark night of amavasya that coincides with it. It is said the dark powers are most powerful during deepawali only. And all the black magic is performed at this time. It is even advised that the elder child must not be allowed to move out from the home in night, NO MATTER WHAT! As these dark powers seek the elder child only which is prone to spells and dark magic. Same is the reason why extensively doors of each room and house has mango leaves hung in front of them. To prevent the entry of any evil spirit into the house. As that day they are the strongest. So now the story.. The main protagonist, his name is ramesh singh. He was a van driver, daily he used to lift labors and drop them to their work site and come back. Later in the day he used to seek work the work. Now as he recalls, that night of deepawali
He was having some passengers to be dropped to some village and from there he had to come back empty. Now as he dropped them and in the village only… he saw an old cemetery. There was an lady worshipping there to dead. She was standing on leg slightly bent and chanting her spells. Ramesh slowed his van, switched off the lights and started seeing what was happening at some distance. She had dead owl, human skull laid on ground and she was circling around it. Just then as fate had it, his phone rang… he cut the call and looked again but she was not there. He thought to look carefully, suddenly he saw her right next to the driver’s window. She was staring at him with hands near her eyes and sticking to the mirror. She was now loudly screaming her spells. He thought now was the time to run. He started his van and started escaping… but what came next was unbelievable. The lady was right along his window now, she was running with the van, laughing and crying at the same time. She had hair which was all set loose. She ran for a mile and then gave up the chase… all Ramesh could hear was her laughs as he drove away….
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