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  • uttkarsh_15 18w

    She was shocked listening to the story and felt sorry for him and her daughter.
    Then the watchmen handed over the cupcakes to her which she forgot to pick up from the office room. She said a warm thanks to him and asked why he still works here.
    He replied, " I don't want anyone else to face what my daughter had gone through, That's why I'm still here doing my job right "
    Then he walked her to her scooter and the rain too had stopped.
    She kept the cupcakes in the scooter, gave a sympathetic smile to the watchmen and started her scooter.
    After her scooter covered a few metres she looked into her rear mirror's view .
    She was shocked to see that the little girl was waving goodbye to her smilingly exactly beside where the watchmen were standing but the strange thing was she couldn't see the watchmen in the mirror.
    She waved ignorance to that moment and went home.
    They all celebrated the birthday of her little sister and khushnuma was cherishing every moment with her sister from making her eat the cake, to hugging her and kissing her, to dancing with her to her favourite songs and many more good moments.
    The whole party was wrapped up and all were asleep.
    Except for khushnuma who was placing the things at their right places. Once khushnuma was done with all of that she got to her and her sister's room and saw her little sister sleeping.
    Then she picked up a chit from her pocket which came out of nowhere.
    She opened the chit and read from it
    " It was nice playing with you,
    I hope you come again to see me "
    All of a sudden she picked up rage and just opened the drawer of her study table threw the chit in there and closed the drawer.
    And the very next moment she got to bed hugged her little sister tight, kissed her goodnight and slept with a smile.


    The End
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    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��
    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Part - 6 Cross Connection

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  • uttkarsh_15 18w

    And the next moment, someone patted her shoulder.
    She turned around to see who was it!
    Then she noticed it was the same watchmen who she met at the entrance of this building.
    He said "madam It's not safe to be here at this time as I've told you about this place before,
    And you should immediately leave now! "
    Then khushnuma said " I too wanna get the hell outta this place, but I think a little girl is too stuck in here like me. ..we should take her then we must leave "
    Then the Watchmen understood the matter and told her about the Story behind that little girl
    He narrated -
    [ I had a daughter, her name was amyra and she was 6 years old. Due to the Financial crisis, I had to work night shifts for the extra money to make both ends meet and being a single father I too had to take care of my daughter. Most of the time I'd bring my little daughter to work as she was so little and as the neighbours didn't treat her well whenever I said them to babysit her.
    And she too loved to come with me to my work. But deep inside she missed her mom whom she lost when she was nearly 3 and kept talking about her to me but all i could say was she will be home soon .
    One night, I brought her to my night shift as usual and I got busy handling the paperwork.
    I told her to play around and not go too far.
    I remember she was saying "My mom is calling me I have to go...you should come soon. "
    I thought it was a joke from her side and I ignored.
    Then at a moment, I thought I should check on her as she was out of my sight for a long time but I focused on my paperwork instead.
    (the decision I regret till now...he said with a guilty face)
    Then I heard her voice saying I'm coming mommy wait for me, and she jumped from the place exactly where you were standing a minute before. It was dreadful for me to look at her as she was on the ground with the blood running from her head and her face was like she wanted to cry hard but she couldn't. ]
    Khushnuma was Shocked listening to the story.

    To be continued ...

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    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��
    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Part -5 What Happened Before

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  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    She followed the little girl's voice which took her to a little office type room where there was a table, A chair and some papers lying all around the room. The door of the room banged hard and got locked up on its own. She tried hard to open the door but it was of no use.
    Then she moved a little ahead in the room to see what more she could find in that room.
    All of a sudden She heard a manly voice saying from her right side
    " You're dead, Hahaha"
    She turned her neck to the right slowly with her body shivering in fear and saw a toy police figure holding a gun and repeating those lines.
    She figured out that all that time she was being afraid of minor things. Now she made her mind strong that she'll examine things carefully and not be afraid of those little things.
    Then she noticed a picture being kept in the drawer open of the table. It was a little girl in her purple dress smiling like an angel and standing with a person. When she was going to notice the person who was standing aside her, she heard the door being unlocked. Leaving the picture in the drawer and not even seeing who that person was in the picture. She rushed to exit the room. Then she heard the same girl sobbing badly. Now she was all frustrated with all this.
    As she made her mind before she said to herself "Let's put an end to this Khush, Whatever it's gonna be let's be brave and face it "
    She followed her sobbing voice and when she was walking, she started thinking about her little sister and how much they loved each other. The moments when the first time her little sister held her pinky finger and walked with her, the moment when khush cried a lot and refused to have her food and her little sister bring her spoon close to her mouth and forced her to eat like her elder sister was a baby, the moment when they both were discussing their school life and khush was giving her school tips to her little sister.
    All those moments were appearing as a flashback in her mind as she was walking, She even didn't know where she was walking as she was so spellbound in nostalgia.
    The moment she became conscious she noticed herself on the edge of the under constructed edge from where she looked down and saw she was at the top of the building and even one step ahead could lead her to death.
    She was scared as hell and covered her mouth with both her hands and took a few steps back.
    She was startled to the core and was taking a moment to understand what's happening to her.
    And the next moment, Someone patted her shoulder.

    To be continued ...

    ______________________________________________________
    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��

    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense

    #underconstructionu

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    Part - 4 ( Teaching Cease )
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  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    She was on the first floor and the atmosphere was the same there. It was hard to identify anything in the darkness.
    Then she took a moment and rewind her day in her mind. All-day she was preparing for her sister's birthday party and in the excitement, she hadn't eaten anything. She was having a packet full of cupcakes but she didn't want to open it before the party. Her eyes sparkled when she saw a food corner with a lot of delicious food in the glass showcase. there was Biryani, Fried rice, Noodles and all the good food she could imagine.
    She took a plate and ladled some biryani as it was her favourite, and sundae ice cream too.
    Then she ate her food in a happy mood and was feeling full.
    But all of a sudden...
    She came back to her senses, she looked around and noticed the place she was in looked untouched for years. There was dust all around, flickering dim tubelight,broken showcase glass, and when she looked at her plate, there were insects and roaches in her plate. Then she felt weird and puked on her left side.
    And after she got herself out of that weird place, she took a sigh of relief.
    After walking a few steps she heard a little girl calling her name very sweetly and giggling continuedly . Then she recalled that it was the same giggling sound she heard from the toy corner. She thought there must be a little girl who got stuck in the rain like her.
    The little girl was giggling continuously and khushnuma followed her voice.

    To be continued ...

    _______________________________________________________

    Original Concept By My Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by Me ��

    Corrections and Criticism are appreciated ��

    #horror #story #suspense #thriller #psychological #paranormal #underconstructionu

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    Part 3 ( Taunt or Taught)
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    • zia_shae This is soo interesting... But i want to suggest a correction.. If u don't mind.. So, may I?
    • uttkarsh_15 @zia_shae
      Yess yess
    • zia_shae See, poured some biryani sounds weird... Bcz it's not liquid, u can use ladled Or took or scooped whatever suits u, although ladled is my favorite cause it sounds fancy
    • uttkarsh_15 @zia_shae
      Okk... Ladled is your favourite..
      Then I'll put that very word as a replacement

      Thanks for the correction
    • zia_shae Okie dokie thx for taking it like a pro
  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    She noticed that she was on the ground floor and made a quick look around.
    She saw sections of grocery and clothing all covered in darkness with a little moonlight peeking from the rooftop glass.
    It was all she had noticed!
    The utter silence was startled with a kids song playing behind her back on a system.
    She was freaked out and turned her back.
    She then saw a kid's toy section all functioning with lights on and machines working. Then out of amusement she slowly walked towards the kid's toy section. As she was approaching she heard the giggles of a little girl.
    Then she thought that the giggles must be a part of the song playing on the system.
    ( It was all like a nightmare for her, but she couldn't run from the fact that it was the reality that she was facing. )
    Then she left the kid's toy section and approached the stairs to explore the first floor.
    When she reached the first floor, the kid's toy section became lightless like other sections .
    The kids song playing from the system ended with the shut down of the system with the last sound of the little girl's giggle .

    To be continued ...

    _______________________________________________________
    Original Concept by my Sister Khushnuma

    Story developed and written by me ��

    Corrections and criticism are appreciated ��
    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Part -2 ( Instincts Alright )
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  • soulfulpebble 19w

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    The Unlucky Writer

    The Unlucky Writer

    Vinay was busy writing one of his stories for his blog. Being a writer by profession and the author of several bestsellers, synthesizing small articles was a piece of cake for him. He was carelessly sipping his coffee and typing words in the keypad. His phone kept buzzing at every incoming notification but he ignored them and kept writing.
    Tired and finally irritated by the constant disturbances, he decided to check his messages. Among several usual messages, there were about twenty messages from an unknown number.
    Opening the chat, his eyes widened in amazement, "Thanks for creating me father. Although, I need to ask, why did you get me killed by poisoning in the first chapter ? I was a good man, religious and honest. I deserved to live till the end!"
    He was shocked. He hadn't published the novel yet. Nobody knew the story. Who was this guy?
    He decided to reply. "Who are you?"
    The message was delivered but not read.Vinay shook his head and closed his eyes, relaxed on his chair and faded to sleep.

    Few moments later he opened his eyes, picked up his second phone and opened his message. There was a message from this author guy who had fabricated him. He read the message out loud, "Who are you?"

    He smiled. Who are you ? He doesn't even know me ? "I am Rahul, Mr. Vinay." He wrote. "You generated my character in your upcoming Novel. How great of you to create and forget me in month. Wow! You really are a great guy! Anyhow, you will remember me. I am the one who poisoned your coffee today." He inserted a smiling emojii at the end.
    He looked up at the sky and started laughing with a sly, devilish and victorious smile on his face.
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  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    Khushnuma was riding her scooter to her home.
    It was a cloudy night and there was a heavy chance of rainfall . Still she decided to get chocolate cupcakes for her little sister's birthday party.
    On her way back, it started raining and she quickly looked around for cover. She noticed a weird mall building which was partly well constructed , and partly under constructed.
    When she tried to get in an old man stood in her way.
    He said " I'm the chowkidar of this building, I advice you not to go into this building as many people have died in this building at midnight .
    And also because... "
    Khushnuma reacted - "Because? "
    He answered - " Because there are cases of people sighting apparitions here, people say the deaths are caused by these wandering souls, some say it's just under-constructed building and people are being ignorant or hallucinated at night times and make themselves prone to accidents. "
    Khushnuma ignores his warnings and made her way into the building murmuring
    " I don't believe in ghosts and demons,
    And as I've a strong mind nothing's gonna happen to me "
    She makes her way into the building and explores her surroundings.

    To be continued...

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    Original Concept by my sister Khushnuma
    ...
    Story developed and written By Me ��

    Criticism and corrections are appreciated ��

    #horror #story #paranormal #psychological #thriller #suspense
    #underconstructionu

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    Part - 1 ( Getting In)
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  • uttkarsh_15 19w

    A short horror tale
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  • soulfulpebble 20w

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    The Betrayal

    Shivi went camping along with some friends. It was night and the forest was cool and dark. They lit a fire and sat in a circle singing songs and laughing hard. Everyone was in a jolly mood.
    Their heads turned all of a sudden towards an unnatural shrill echoing from somewhere in the forest. It was definitely a woman's voice.
    Shivi jumped and caught hold of her torch and trekking stick. "We should go and check", she said looking up at others.
    "Are you nuts ?" said Aryaa. "Haven't you seen horror movies? You are supposed to hide in situations like these."
    "Yeah you guys can keep chickening out. I am going!" She jogged towards the sound. Aryaa and the others followed reluctantly.
    Shivi went towards the voice and finally reached an old tree with drying branches and thick stump. There it was lying at the foot, an audio player, the source of the sound. She bent down to examine it and suddenly felt a hot and extremely painful sensation in her back. "Die bitch." It was Aarya's voice. "How dare you look at Rahul? Sleep around with demons in hell now."
    There were three more stabs and Shivi was down on the ground on her belly gasping for breath drenched in red.

    ©soulfulpebble

  • frozen_words4u 23w

    In the last chapter,Ben's mother died in the storeroom due to a heartattack . Next morning Ben found a small Stanza written in the wooden diary . While he was show this to Serene , They heard a SCREAM from Ben's house where Serene had sent all the children to play ...
    #thelostsouls #lostsouls #horror #mystery #thriller #FrozenWords

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    The Lost Souls - ( 5/13 )

    ..... I rushed to Ben's house hurriedly and found my siblings Jack and Lily trying to open the bathroom. I asked them what the matter was. Jack told
    " Daisy is inside the bathroom . She SCREAMED but now she is not opening the door "
    I was scared . I called my father and everyone who were sitting at our home. Ben's father uncle Nicholas broke open into the bathroom and found Daisy lying in the bathtub. She was dead. Uncle Nicholas was paralyzed. He turned around and asked how Daisy came to play there. I told him that I was the one who told the children to play with Daisy so that she forgets about her mother. Uncle Nicholas shouted
    " You are a murderer! My daughter died because of you. "
    I was completely shocked. What was my fault ? My father defended me and replied
    " It is totally wrong to blame anyone. It's not Serene's fault. Please think with a clear mind. "
    " From the very beginning, you have been wrong to me. I shifted to India only because you told me to do so. I didn't get a job because you took mine. You and your family planned to ruin my family by bringing me to India and now murdering my family members." Uncle Nicholas shouted.
    "But didnt you come to India on your own will? and whatever is going on, do you think its our fault? we are as confused as you are " my father tried to cool down uncle. But uncle didn't listen. He again started blaming me and my family. My father couldn't take it anymore, so we just left Ben's home and decided never to talk with them again.
    After knowing my father since childhood , how could someone blame his own best friend ? and that too for MURDER.

    ©frozen_words4u

  • frozen_words4u 24w

    In the last chapter, Ben was gifted a cube made of gold and a wooden diary by a mysterious stranger on his Birthday. Ben didn't tell this to anyone except his neighbour and friend Serene .....
    #thelostsouls #lostsouls #horror #mystery #thriller #FrozenWords

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    The Lost Souls ( 2/13 )

    ....The bell rang at 2 pm afternoon. It was Ben with the gold cube, the wooden dairy and the mysterious letter. Dad was at the supermarket for work and mother was busy . Jack and Lily were busy playing. We went upstairs in my room to take a look at the gifts. I locked the door. Ben took out the cube.
    After examining the cube, I shouted " Oh my God! this is made of gold! " Ben interrupted,
    " Then did you think I was lying? ".
    I was startled at the look of this unusual gift. Ben took it from my hands and started to turn one of its face.
    I asked, " Is this safe? "
    He said, " Its just a cube. The only thing is that it is made of gold" .
    As Ben turned the second face, we heard a loud SCREAM. Ben throwed the cube. We both looked at each other.
    " I told you there is something strange with this. I think there is Black Magic in this cube" I said.
    "That's why I always tell you not to read fairytales. There is nothing like magic. " Ben said.
    " Then why did we hear that? " I asked.
    "Maybe someone shouted outside. Its better we hand this over to the police." he answered.
    I nodded my head in approval.
    Ben left but I couldn't stop thinking. Why will someone gift a cube of gold and why did we hear a scream ?
    ..... To be continued..
    #lostsouls #thelostsouls #horror #mystery #thriller #FrozenWords
    ©frozen_words4u

  • frozen_words4u 24w

    I am so excited to introduce my first story line with 13 chapters 'The Lost Souls' - a story of mystery and death. The genre of the story line is HORROR with very mysterious twists and turns.I am sure this story will pump your adrenaline and you will bite your nails as the characters struggle between life and death.#horror #mystery #thriller #thelostsouls #lostsouls

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    The Lost Souls - ( 1/13 )

    I opened the door today morning and found Ben's dead body lying on the stairs. I was scared.My hands are still shivering and my legs have no strength. This was not the only death this week.
    It all started a week ago on 12 July, Ben's 16th Birthday. That night, around 9 pm, I got a call. It was Ben. He said, "Serene, today I found something unusual at our doorsteps. Someone knocked the door, I opened and found a Rubik's cube made of gold! "
    "What? A cube made of gold? how do you know if it's real gold?" I asked.
    " I showed it to the Goldsmith next to our house and he told me that it is real gold" Ben answered.
    " What else did you find with the cube ? " was my next obvious question.
    " A wooden dairy and a letter which says ' A gift with care' " answered Ben. " But who will gift you a cube of gold? we hardly know anybody in India " I said.
    " Should I tell it to my parents? then we can hand it over to the police" Ben asked.
    " Before you give it to your parents, I want to see it. Bring it at my home tomorrow " I answered.
    " Yes sure " and then Ben ended the call.
    What really troubles me is the fact that who was the one who gifted Ben a cube made of gold and why ?
    #lostsouls #thelostsouls #horror #mystery #mystery-thriller #FrozenWords
    ©frozen_words4u

  • eishasarkar 33w

    #romance #thriller #fiction #sex #identity #goa #travel #tourism #delhi #mumbai #film #bollywood #eishasarkar #indianwriting #portuguese #goanportuguese #russian #shimla #thegoasaga #shadowandsoul #albuquerque #sex #homosexuality #gay #indianfimindustry #artdirection #christianity #media

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    Shadow & Soul, Book 1 of The Goa Saga by Eisha Sarkar

    Saysha Singh, a beautiful, multiracial young woman from Delhi, meets Aeram Khan, a gorgeous model-actor in college and they fall madly in love with each other. Aeram is the only legal heir of the Albuquerques, a family descended from Afonso de Albuquerque, the sixteenth-century Portuguese statesman and conquistador of Goa. After a few weeks of passionate romance, Saysha gets wary of committing her life to a controlling boyfriend. She leaves him and moves to Shimla. He moves to Mumbai and becomes a very successful actor and entrepreneur.


    Three years later, when he is in Shimla for a shoot, Saysha meets him again and they rekindle their romance in secret until he goes as her date to a masquerade ball where he unexpectedly reveals his identity. Saysha becomes fodder for primetime TV news. Aeram brings her back to Delhi with the help of his gay half-brother and stunt-double, James Albuquerque. After persuading her father, an army officer, Aeram and Saysha marry in court. Aeram and James strive to protect her privacy and dignity at all cost. However, living under the shadow of her famous husband makes a dent in Saysha's self-esteem and she tries to carve her own identity.


    When Saysha finds out that James loves Aeram, she initially is shocked but gradually realises that of the two, James is the better man. She is attracted towards him in spite of his sexual orientation. Aeram gets jealous of their friendship but cannot get rid of James. In a graveyard in Goa, Saysha discovers there is more to Aeram and James's bond than what they show.



    Now available on Amazon Kindle
    ©eishasarkar

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  • martin_1 33w

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    Rotten Dairies

    A family in Burari (Episode 1).


    As police stepped inside , they first saw unwashed utensils lying on the floor. The smell of last night's mosquito coil was still remarkable.
    Then suddenly they were shocked , they felt like the soil from their feet is going down. It's normal reaction to see 11 members hanging dead of one family including 2 childrens.

    Let's start from the starting....

    The case about which we are going to talk about is one of the extraordinary case of our society. I have to give a clear idea about this case. The context of true crime writing  always remains around light versus dark , like normal people remains victims , in light side , like any common man of country , in other side , in dark side there comes  the role of a  criminal.

    But , in this case , it seems like a foggy line in between victim and perpitrator . Whom to blame or not to whom is really a difficult task here.
    In today's episode , we will try to look into this case thoroughly. Before we start , we have to go through  the family  structure and we will try to understand their mindset. Because , when this type of case happens in India , people think that family must be uneducated , lower class , superstitious like something different from our family etc etc.. If you  have seen any newspaper or social media , then you might have seen people saying "dark secrets" of family  to attract readers and audience .  And , a   webseries on Netflix is also coming on , named " House of secrets " . So , I am telling from first  that the family had no dark secrets , it was not any uneducated family. Some , TV channels and newspapers have spread the misconceptions that they were underprivileged . But , the family was normal , a normal Indian educated middle class family.

            If you are now at home , then have look around your street from your window , you can see a grocery store  may be a little far distance. A grocery store  , in which the owner's family lives on the second floor. You probably have known the family from many years or may that's your daily place for gossips with friends . Like I said , a  normal middle class business family . The chundawat family was somehow like that , a happy joint family living  in shant Nagar , Burari from 20 years. Originally , they were from Rajasthan , they lived  some 10 years in Tohana  district of Haryana . In the 90s they came to Delhi. The head of the family was  Sri Bhopal Singh , husband of Narayani Devi . He sold his properties in Haryana and came to Burari with his wife and son Lalit . By the way , after the  breaking news in 2018 , some people called it Bhatia family . Bhatia was not their surname , it was the surname of Narayani Devi's   maternal family.  After coming to Delhi  , Bhopal Singh ji became quite familiar with people and people of his society used to call him Daddy. End of 1992 , after the completion of their home , they also wanted to their other childrens to be there. To be mentioned , Bhopal Singh ji first came Delhi with his wife and son Lalit , but they had 3 sons , Lalit , vabnesh and Dinesh and 2 daughters , Pratibha and Sujata. Dinesh  was unable to come due to some personal reasons. Vabnesh , his wife Sabita and daughter  Nitu came Delhi. Bhopal Singh's daughter Pratibha  along with her daughter Priyanka also came Delhi after some years of his husband's death   , saying her family used to torchure her.  The family started living happily as a joint family ,  Lalit also married Tina in 2002.  In these years , Lalit also opened a plywood  Shop. It's very important to understand Lalit's  character and mindset. His old friend says , he was a good , jolly type person  and disciplined also . He had a ideal personality. This personality changed in 2004 , something happened.  According to me , that was a major turning point of the case . It happened like , some people put him under plywood sheets and set fire on the shop due to some undisclosed reason. No one knows who were the people till today . And surviving family members don't have any clue about it . That incident is not so important , but the things happened after that is important. Apparently , Lalit lost his speech  after that accident. He became quite and silent. The family got another shock , after the death of family's  head man's death in February 2007 , due to some breathing unhealthy Ness. The family , the entire colony was in grief. Some how the family managed to start the last funeral of Bhopal Singh ji. In this ritual they had to read Garud puran for 10 days continuously. Like every day , the reading was going on while Lalit's body started some strange movement and suddenly he started saying om ️ , miraculously Lalit was able to speak . Some how , he regained his speech that time. Everyone in the family said Daddy came , Daddy came. Like I  have said before, Daddy means Bhopal Singh ji.



    Next episode .......


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  • wifey_suicide 34w

    Horror Short Story

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    Horror Story

    The chains start to shake, while the walls begin to shrink. I shake my legs loose. The chains refuse to let me be free. As I'm grabbing the chains with my hands, screaming with tears. Sweat drenching down my face. Finally the chains break open. I gain strength and balance into my feet, as I start to run down a long deep hallway. I am set free, but freedom is another price I need to pay.

    As I'm running down this hall, it has seems to not has ended or even shows signs of the next room. I hope for a door. Is it even worth running? Do I stop running? I keep running, full speed as if something was chasing me. As my feet hit the floor, the more I realize that not piece of cloth is on me. Hair in the wind. Air breathing onto my torso.

    I collapse.

    Lower right side of my rib cage is in flame. As I whine and whimper in pain. I feel so faint, as if something or someone has stabbed me.

    I should've stayed home today.
    ©wifey_suicide

  • darkmoon696 35w

    In the coming few days, I'll be posting one of my short stories, that I have also published on Amazon Kindle, in various segments. This is Part-1 and I hope you'll stay in touch with the piece as we go through the gripping and evocative challenges that the characters experience.
    And yeah, don't forget to comment below any kind of suggestions to the story as we go and I'll surely consider them and make the appropriate changes in the story.✌️
    @writersnetwork @miraquill @mirakeeworld

    #shortstory #part1 #horror #fiction #drama #action #thriller #love #death #heartfelt

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    A Short Story- Part 1

    ‘Good Morning Students’, I said as I walk into the class with a brown leather suitcase held in my hand. After having an incredible brainstorming session for about an hour, I finally give the students a break. I, then, walk back to my cabin and start packing my bags. As I am doing so, my colleagues surprise me with a cake and congratulate me. The celebration lasted for two hours, after which, I drive home in my Chevrolet Cruze. And that is how I celebrated my last day at the college as a chemistry professor.

    For the first time in my life, I have plenty of time and I don't have anything planned. I knew retirement would be monotonous but for the first few days, everything started seeming like a temporary change in my life and I thought to myself that I will eventually start teaching again. I felt that way since I am afraid to accept the reality, that is, my retirement.

    ©darkmoon696

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  • jebinjohnyalexander 38w

    #bizarre #life #wish #dreams #hustle #strive #randomday #randomwish #thoughts #adayinlfe #alifeinaday #love #peace #happiness #sadness #thriller #mission #keeper #soulmate #soul #spirit #madness #crazy #lunaticguy #unknownlove #strangerlove #unbiasedday #drivetodream #dreamlife #keepdreaming #startworking

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    #THOUGHTS

    I prefer to live my life in a day rather than a day in my life!

    ©jebinjohnyalexander

    Photo By David Orlando Us De Paz on Unsplash
  • jebinjohnyalexander 38w

    #bizarre #life #wish #dreams #hustle #strive #randomday #randomwish #thoughts #adayinlfe #alifeinaday #love #peace #happiness #sadness #thriller #mission #keeper #soulmate #soul #spirit #madness #crazy #lunaticguy #unknownlove #strangerlove #unbiasedday #drivetodream #dreamlife #keepdreaming #startworking

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    #A Random Wish

    I wish I have a bizarre day where everything just goes fine!

    ©jebinjohnyalexander

    Photo By Martin Brechtl on Unsplash
  • ciara1 40w

    The Uncanny Image

    In a moment in my life at the age of 9, I slept in my grandmothers basement with my uncle and his wife. I slept on the backside wall down there. The basement was very roomy, and dark, but I enjoyed being down there. Frequently, my aunt and his wife used to just watch TV all day in the basement. They lived in my grandmother's basement for 9 years because they could not afford to buy a house or an apartment. Basically, they were homeless. That is why my grandmother kindly decided to let them stay there for awhile until they find a decent job and a place.
    At that moment, I normally slept upstairs in my room. Me, my mother, and my brother Glenn lived at my grandmother's house ever since we were babies. That was when until my mother moved out in 2003. My grandmother's house was a family house. I come from a really big family. My grandmother had 12 children. Everyone in my family stayed there over the years until they decided to move out. My grandmother always allowed anyone in the family to stay there until they move out, as long as they did not bring any type of negative activity into her home. Such as, drinking, drugs, smoking, alcohol use etc... She did not play. My grandmother was always strict and serious about things like that. But anyways, that is not the point of this eerie tale.
    One night I wanted to sleep downstairs in the basement, and my uncle and his wife allowed me to sleep downstairs. I stayed down there all night until I fell asleep. While we were in the basement, my aunt Sandra and grandmother's bedrooms are upstairs as well as mine. I decided to sleep downstairs in the basement with my uncle and his wife.
    I saw an eerie night vision of my aunt. I saw my aunt Sandra standing in the basement by the back door, and she was sleeping upstairs at the time. The back door basement where she was standing at seemed broad and long. Her image was tiny from off distanced from where I was sitting. It was like her body went from tiny to large as the door and her body came closer. When her image came closer and closer until she reached my bed, she stared at me smiling and held up a bag of junk food in one hand. I said to myself, " yeah that's my auntie Sandra cause she loves a lot of junk food." But it was not really my aunt standing by me. She is sleeping in her bedroom. It was creepy. What does it mean?
    The next day when I woke up, I told my aunt about the vision that I saw her standing downstairs from the backdoor. I explained every detail of my vision. She said it was just a dream I had, but she asked did she die in the dream? I told her no. The reason why she asked me did she die is because she informed me that she has dreams about herself dead or seeing herself at her own funeral like being dead lying in a casket. It was extremely creepy. I pray that I will never dream or have visions of myself seeing my body in a casket. She did not know what that dream meant.
    By Ciara Webb
    #thriller
    ©ciara25

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    The Uncanny Image

    Photo By Claudia Soraya on Unsplash
  • uttkarsh_15 41w

    #dark #light #rhyme @writersnetwork #poem #psychological #thriller #color #ceesreposts
    #j_mustread

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    Dark Light

    Too much darkness can drive you crazy
    Too much light can make you blind,
    Beware of these 2 every second day
    ....
    While Opening the curtains For the shine,
    Or trying to hide from something or someone
    By Closing the doors or Hiding Behind
    ©uttkarsh_15

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