It had been a hectic day.Shifting houses is no mean feat.After putting the last piece of my coveted crystalware safely on the shelves,I retired to bed like a worn out jubilant warrior.
I looked at the watch.It was just past midnight.I pulled up the blankets and fell into a slumber within moments.
My hard earned sleep was suddenly disrupted by the pitter patter of rain drops on the fibre -sheet shed over the balcony.I just turned over and closed my heavily tired eyes but could not sleep.
A strange uneasiness was creeping up.I desperately tried to wade off the feeling but it refused to go.May be it was just because I was alone in the house after a long time or may be the unfamiliarity of the new place.
“Chhumm…chhumm…chhumm..”..the sound interrupted the monotonous pitter patter of thr rain.I tried to dismiss it but it became more distinct.It felt like sound of anklets.It unnerved me now.My drowsiness vanished as I sat wide awake.A sudden gush of wind slapped my face as the window pane next to my bed opened and the glass crashed with a bang.
The sound was unrelenting and louder.I could feel the pulsations of my heart increasing rhythmically with the sound.Chhumm…..chhumm….chhumm….lub dub lub dub lub dub…… I started cursing myself for buying the house despite being told by people that it overlooked a piece of barren land which was a cremation ground years ago.The window that opened was the one facing it.
I sat there numbed and motionless not even attempting to wipe off the sweat that dripped down my flushed face.I wanted to put on the light but my hands failed to comply .The sound continued unabated….suddenly the air conditioner switched off ,fan stopped,the lone night bulb went out.”Rains come and electricity goes” was a norm in Delhi at one time.
The sound was incessant.”Chumm…chhumm….chhumm…I finally mustered some courage and peeped out of the window.I tried to look down as to where the sound was coming from.It was pitch dark and then behold!I could see the apparition of a woman.It seemed she had long hair and was wearing a frilled flowing skirt that spread around her as she sat on the floor tapping her feet.The anklets going chhumm…chhumm….as she swayed her head from side to side. I stood hypnotised.
My trance was broken as the air conditioner restarted.Delhi electricity board occasionally does work in time.I looked down again.The ground was lit up now.The apparition had disappeared.
A lone man was sitting near his bicycle, a large towel covering his head ,his opened umbrella kept behind him,trying to repair his bicycle chain and putting it in place……Chhumm chhumm….. chhumm… the sound continued…..
The Doll, The Teddy, The Thing and The Night Wanderer Chapter 1 (The Doll) ......................................................................................... Intro -: For the Kids, A doll means a Lot ! They play with them,share feelings with them,and even sleep with them . But when they grow up, They're supposed to break that relation with the doll ..... The one Who chooses not to ,Are thought to be the bad cases. But when the doll Chooses not to do so ..... It's worse . .... Me and my sister had experienced a lot similiar to this. So I should better start with the latest Incident first
Latest Incident (Dated Some days ago) -:
My nani's house is just 2 streets away , and there I have 3 Cousin sisters . Eldest one is 16 y/o ,Middle one is 13 y/o ,And the youngest one is just 4 y/o.And My real Sister's doll (Juju) with whom she used to play in her childhood usually remains At Nani's house as my Youngest cousin sis plays with her . Just a few days ago, Me and my sister were at that place, Sitting on the bed talking to each other about the School, IG , Punjabi songs And other stuff . After a time ,The youngest cousin dropped the doll on the bed , And started playing with her . I said to the middle cousin That "The doll seemed a little sad ,when she was laying on The bed.But when the youngest Started playing with her she seemed happy. I don't know if I'm imagining or it really seems to Everyone who notices this" . The middle one said "That's true,when I was a child , I too used to play with alike dolls for hours,And it felt like the dolls reacted to each and every talk and the things...Just like she was a Living Friend". ...(Period) Just next day.... The youngest cousin hitted our door In the morning with my uncle .I was just in a half awake state .... I remember seeing her carrying the doll in her arms and approaching me .The Youngest Cousin came closer to me and said "The doll wanted to come here , She wanted to stay with you here".... And I was totally shocked hearing this !! ........... My sister's Experience (Somewhere in 2013 or 2014) It was a complete midnight situation.My sister Was just 7 at that time .So she used to sleep with the same doll (Juju) on the cornerside of the bed.So she was facing towards her doll which was sleeping left to her. She closed her eyes watching the same doll, After a little while when she opened her eyes ,she could not see her doll sleeping next to her , All she can see was just wall. Her body was totally paralyzed,Like she can't move an inch of her body as she can only see the wall and nothing.After a while she was back to the normal state ,Then she turned her eyes to the roof .There she saw something unnatural ...She saw a lot of dolls on the Ceiling, joining hands ,making a circle and they all were staring my sister.But she was astonished more to see that her own doll was not there .And instead of the ceiling fan, In the area between the circle , She could see the darker portal thing which was very shady and hard to identify. Next morning, she was glad to see her doll back and hugged her and everything was back to normal . (After hearing that I was having my own thoughts,I imagined maybe they all were trying to open the doors to another world,maybe My sister's doll was doing so because in the whole process she wasn't one of the dolls and doesn't appeared in front of her,And maybe it was all in my head) ...... The last incident (Dated somewhere 2 or 3 years ago) We had a cradle which belonged to my younger sister when she was a kid. But now as we were having a younger kid (At my Nani's house ,that same 4 y/o cousin was just some months old) we decided to hand it over to her.But the cradle never stayed at the same place .Sometimes ..my Cousin travels to our house sitting in the cradle and leaved the house sleeping in her father's arms .So one day my sister was holding the doll In a silly manner,and we were delivering the cradle and the doll both to my Nani's house. On the way Many people Talked a lot weird things about them Such as ...(The women is so heartless that she handed her little baby to her younger sister and is being careless ,Why they are not placing the little baby in the cradle ...So silly they are". i think they said such things as the doll appeared very close to reality such as it was a reborn doll(Reborn dolls are the dolls which looks total real and are custom made),But our one was a total normal one. I don't know why but after hearing this, I was disturbed. ...... The Ending - I personally think there's nothing wrong in having a little sweet connection with the doll at any age, But only when we keep in our mind the Difference between the reality and the illusionary world. Because when you start ignoring the difference,It gives her the chance to erase the difference Completely.And if that happens, Your life may turn dark and depressive...you may be left alone and declared a psychopath by the rest of the world and your life may come to a pointless Still. .....( Darker Narrative continues ) Then she'll only play with you, She'll only talk to you, She'll sleep with you every night without you knowing the fact... Finally , she'll have total control over your LIFE and Your SOUL......|| ___________________________________________________ The Narrative style is inspired from The Lore S1 (Horror Web Series)
Credits -: The reborn doll reference is from The Lore S1E6.
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Story of girl who's hoping smthng from his lover which can't happen bt still, Its a hopee!!! THANKYOU!! :-)