Ilanti Experiences Vunnaya?

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[Diana]

dayalu champav.. Aataaukuntai

inkem stories leva ivena 

[kakatiya]

inkem stories leva ivena

Stories kaavu chitti.. Personel experiences and hallucination

[Diana]

Stories kaavu chitti.. Personel experiences and hallucination

whatever  @3$%

ivi interesting ga untay kani naku telisina vallalo evariki ila avaledu  m@g1x  

[Diana]

nand is my best friend since school and one of the few ones whom I have been in regular touch. Like me, Anand too is interested in the paranormal and we have experienced one such occurrence together as described in my story "The Ghostly Hitchhikers". Anand and I are both Engineers by profession and hence life is very hectic. We rarely get a chance to meet each other though we are in constant touch on phone or via e-mail.

This incident happened couple of years back when we were in Mumbai, India. Due to a couple of public holidays in India falling in line together, we had a long weekend of around five days ahead of us. Since we had not taken a holiday for quite sometime due to our busy schedules, my wife immediately suggested that we go to a beachside resort for a couple of days to unwind. I immediately called Anand to check his availability. Anand and his wife Jyo immediately agreed and the plan was finalized within minutes.

We decided to go to a beachside resort at Murud which is around 180kms away from Mumbai and takes around 3 hours to reach. Murud has a pristine beach and is a very popular destination among tourists. There is also a fort named Janjira in the middle of the sea. Janjira fort is also famous for being the only fort along India's western coast that remained undefeated. Since all of us are interested in history, it seemed like an interesting proposition for us. Another thing to be noted at this point of time is that Murud is just 7kms from Kashid and one has to pass through Kashid to reach Murud. The highway leading to Kashid is where we had met the Ghostly Hitchhikers a couple of years ago. Though this incident was at the back of our mind, we nevertheless decided to go ahead with our plan.

We started for Murud at 7.00 am in Anand's "4X4" SUV. It was a clear morning and we managed to reach the resort at around 10.00am. Anand and I were very careful not to mention our previous experience to our respective spouses since it would frighten them and dampen their spirits. We checked in at the resort which was really very beautiful. It was situated on a hill very close to Murud beach. It had a great sea facing view from the front and a dense forest cover at the back which made us feel one with nature. We immediately rushed to the beach where we had a great time swimming and splashing around in the water. We came back to the resort at around noon, had a quick lunch, rested for a while and then set off to see Janjira fort which we were all anxious to see. The visit to the fort was great and we were back in the hotel by around 8.00pm. After a lavish dinner consisting of several local delicacies we decided to retire to our rooms. I was tired but Anand insisted that we go to his room for a game of cards before hitting the sack. My wife and Jyo too didn't mind and so we went to Anand's room.

Immediately after entering his room I suddenly felt a chill in the room which made me feel uneasy. I told Anand about it but he shrugged it aside and suggested that it might be the cool sea side breeze which might have made me feel that way. We played cards for around 2 hours and really had fun. At around 12. 00 am we decided to call it a day. We had however not reckoned that this would be the start of our ordeal and chilling events to follow.

The long day had taken its toll on us and my wife and I immediately fell off to sleep. It must have been around 1.30am when I heard a knock on my door. I cautiously opened the door and was surprised to find Anand outside. He looked a little worried and told me that after we left Jyo suddenly started feeling very cold and started shivering. Anand had found it surprising since he felt no such chill. I asked my wife who is a doctor to accompany me to Anand's room with her medicine box. Upon entering his room, I felt uneasy and could immediately sense that something was amiss. Two woolen rugs had been wrapped around Jyo but she was still shivering and her teeth were literally chattering. When my wife examined Jyo, she was stunned to find that though Jyo was feeling feverish and her body had become icy cold. Shrugging aside her fear my wife gave her a couple of tablets which would put her to sleep and give her a much needed rest. We did not want to leave Anand alone in this condition and decided to be with him. This was perhaps the best decision which I took considering the events which happened subsequently.

Anand was sitting on the bed, caressing Jyo's hand gently to put her at ease. My wife and I made ourselves comfortable on a couple of chairs available in the room. It was around 3.00 am, my wife had dozed off and I was about to follow suit when something really creepy happened. Jyo suddenly sat up straight in her bed with a look in her eyes which we had never seen before. Anand, who was sitting beside her tried to put his arm around her to comfort her. She suddenly shrugged herself free from Anand, caught him by the neck and pushed him. The force with which Anand was pushed was so great that he was literally flung like a puppet, six feet away from the bed. To do that to a person like Anand who is close to 6"3 inches tall and weighs around 90 kgs really required extraordinary strength. Jyo suddenly said the following words "Mujhe Jaane Do... Jaana hai " (Let me go... I have to go!) This still is a mystery to all of us. The voice that said those words certainly wasn't Jyo's. Jyo stood up as if in trance and was trying to go to the balcony. I have to admire the courage shown by both my wife and Anand at this point of time.

Anand and I used all our might and pinned down Jyo to her bed while my wife ran out to get help. We got a couple of housekeeping staff from the hotel in the room within a couple of minutes. I immediately told them to help us shift Jyo to my room. It took five of us to lift Jyoti and shift her to my room. All this while Jyo was only uttering the words "Mujhe Jaane Do... Jaana hai ".As soon as she was laid on the bed in my room things started to return to normal. Jyo stopped resisting and soon fell asleep much to our relief. All of us were shaken by the turn of events. We thanked the bewildered Hotel staff for their help. I noticed that it was around 5.00am at that time and perhaps with the coming of daybreak the hold of the spirit on Jyo had weakened OR Shifting her out of that room had helped.

We decided to check out the next morning. Though a little tired, Jyo was perfectly fine the next morning with no recollection of the previous night's events. She was however surprised to find herself in our room. Anand however put her at ease and told her that he would explain everything once we left the hotel. While Anand was settling the hotel bills, I was called aside by one of the hotel staff who, under the condition of anonymity told me that the room had been the scene of a gory incident a couple of months back.

A couple had checked in, they had a big fight which lasted late into the night. The man walked out off the room leaving the lady behind. After sometime the lady flung herself from the balcony of the room killing her instantly. The police had made some enquiries but were unable to trace the man who had accompanied her that night. The case was subsequently closed. The housekeeping staff had themselves felt a creepy feeling sometimes in the room, though no incident was reported by any of the occupants who occupied it after that.

We decided to let the matter rest but before leaving, advised the manager of the resort to do some sort of purification or a cleansing ritual to free the tormented soul. Whether he performed the ritual or not is not known to us since we did not visit the place again. We were just happy at that moment to have escaped without any harm.

Anand subsequently told her the events which had occurred that night. She was shaken at first, but has now come to terms with it.

However what would have happened if Anand and I would not have been able to subdue Jyo that night is a thought which still gives me the shivers.

[Diana]

time pass ki nene posting  :#<

[Gutka_Mukesh]

nenu 7th class lo vunnapuudu.. maa voorilo jaatharaki poyina.. aa jaathara 12 years ki oka saari vasthadi... ooori bayata jaathara.. ma family members andaram vellam... appudu chinna poraganni kada.. edi padithe.. edi pedithe ani thine vadni... jathara lo kadupu gudu gudu start chesindi... akkada ikkada chusina... chuttu janalu thappa evaru leru... urgent aapukoleka... jaathra nunchi bayataki vachina... chuttu chetlu chemalu... edo okati ani... chettla loki urkina... akkada kontha mandi janalu unnaru... em cheyalo ardham avaledu... sare ani pakkaki chudagane oka kukka undi... kukka ane sariki bayam ayyi.. urkudu start chesina... kukka na enka paddadi... ala almost oka 10 mins aapakunda urikina... tarvata kukka maya ayindi... nenu ekkada unnao nake teliyaledu... full dense forest.. mali sudden ga nen cheyalsina pani gurthuku vachinidi...  chuttu pakkana evaru leru.. mundu pani kanicheddam ani... prashaanthamga kurchunna.... pani ayinpoyina tarvatha... water levu ani realize ayyina... ayya devuda ela ra ippudu anukutunte... venkala nunchi dentho tuduchuko ani evarooo aakulu icharu... aakulu peddaga neat ga undesariki sare ani pani kaanecha... tarvatha realize ayya... evadra naku aakulu ichinid ani... venakaliki tirigi chusthe evaru leru... almost 15 years itundi... aa aakulu ichinavadu evado ippatiki teleedu... 

 

 

[ILAQAT_MUFLIYA]

moham chudakunda ela introduce chesukuntaaru think_ww
 

 moham ante...

[Diana]

Who Lit The Candle?

et me introduce myself to all of you. My name is Mainak Biswas, living in a quite surround of kharghar, New Bombay. This is a first time I am writing my experiences here.

My story starts from my school days...

My father recently retired after completing his tenure in ONGC. In his tenure, we used to live in ONGC colony in Panvel (Navi Mumbai). I did my schooling and graduation staying in that colony itself. Before coming to the incident, let me tell everyone, the layout of the colony. The whole colony was constructed on a grave yard and was divided into different blocks. The blocks started from A to D and the allocation was given, depending upon the rank of a person. In these blocks, the occupancy was never 100% and there would be some buildings which were never occupied. We lived in block B and there were few buildings which were left unoccupied. This incident happened in one of these buildings.

There was a building which was near a park. That building was once occupied with a couple of families in it. In the same building there was a bachelor, who was living in the ground floor flat. Within a couple of months after he occupied the flat, he killed himself by hanging from a fan. Nobody knew the reason of his action. According to his close colleagues, he was having the best times of his life. He was indeed getting married and eventually got promoted to a senior engineer. His family back home was also good, never had any financial problems and in fact his parents were supposed to come here to live with him. If everything was so perfect and there were no problems, why did this guy killed himself?

After couple of weeks after his death, people started moving out from that building and soon that building was abundant. The question arises is, whether his is a fallout of his death or this was a reason of his death? People started complaining about some weird things happening in the building like sounds of the footsteps in the building corridor, sounds of doors opening and closing in the same flat. People living in the same building, could also see a candle was lit every night.

Now the question arises, who can light a candle when the flat was locked from inside and even outside? This whole story fascinated me to go there and check it out. People never took that lane in the late evenings and night. The park opposite to that building also turned up into an eerie place, as no one was ready to go there to maintain the park.

Well, it was Diwali night and I had convinced couple of my friends to go there and check that out. We got this advantage that, since it was a festival, all focus will be on completing the nitty gritty of it and entertaining the guests, my parents will never have a time to check where I am going. I told my parents that I was going with my friends to burn crackers and left the house. If I am correctly recollecting the time it was past 10 PM.

While going to that place, I made sure that no one caught me going that place. So I was taking many precautions and was pacing up to see the truth of the story. Once I reached there, I was shocked and surprised to see that the place didn't seem to be a part of the same colony. The whole atmosphere was very different and more over there was no light there also. Some light was indeed coming from couple of buildings nearby but there were limited street lights.

We walked to the park, to see the flat. The flat looked like; no one had ever opened this apartment from ages. Each and everything which could be seen from outside, was covered with multiple layers of dust, totally bad in shape. We were standing opposite the flat, hoping to see something exciting. Actually we went there to see the ghost, as we all heard that the building was possessed by a ghost.

We stood there for almost half an hour, but nothing weird happened. I thought all the stories about this place are just rumours and has no connection with the real thing. We could feel the air around us was getting colder and colder by the minute. We thought of returning back, and then suddenly one of my friends stopped looking shocked, he was still looking at the same flat. I looked behind to call him, and then suddenly my eyes went to the balcony of that flat. From the window glasses, we could see, some light inside. We went near the window to check whether the light was from inside or it was some kind of reflection from other buildings.

When we started getting near, we could feel the discomfort. We stood near to the balcony; we found that the light was coming from inside the flat from some sort of candle light. We could justify the finding because the light was low and was not stable. We ran inside the same building to check if there was some new occupant, but we found that the flat was sealed from outside and the balcony was also locked from inside.

We understood, what was happening and ran from the site.

More than 20 years has passed since this incident and today also when I meet with my friends, the only question we cannot answer that "Who lit the candle?" when the flat was sealed and locked.

[Diana]

A Drive Back Home

It was already dark and I was returning from Pune. Tired of driving at a stretch, but fully awake. I was crossing Lonavala, there is a strange thing happens in a section, it's about 500 meters stretch and you will face that the speed of the car starts dropping down, even though you press your accelerators, but nothing happens, the speed drops quickly, even though it's not a climb, it's a straight road. I haven't got the clue of this. But never mind, this is not what I want to share.

There is a high accident prone area in the Ghats and you will notice, an accident happens every second day in that road. But surprisingly most of the accidents happen in a particular section of the road only. I noticed an accident on that stretch on Wednesday night while coming from PUNE and something weird happened with me on Thursday night in the same section.

While I was driving slowly in the line of other cars, I was drained out in myself with full day's of meeting and work. But it's not that, I was hallucinating because of that. I could clearly remember that, I was alone in my car and suddenly, I saw a man sitting in my back seat. I now also I can remember his face. He was a average looking guy, clean shaven, wearing white shirt, smiling at me. I saw him from my real window and smiled at him. I was surprised, thinking that when I didn't stop my car anywhere, neither given anyone a lift, then how come someone can enter the car. I felt that something was wrong, and when I saw again, there was no one. Still I am not getting the whole situation or incident which happened to me.

But then it was not over, I was coming out of this, and then suddenly I saw the same man, running parallel to my car. I got a shock, that how come cars behind me are not blowing horns to him? He came here my front door window and again smiled at me, but this time, I was freezed. It was so much shocking that I forgot that I was driving the car. But fortunately, I recollected what I was doing and got a hold of it.

Although, I have a unique interest of reading and experimenting whole lot of paranormal stuffs, but to understand this and give a explanation of such incident is hard for me.

[Diana]

A Ghost Scared of Yamraj

 I have heard the stories of ghosts and paranormal experiences of people in older times from my grandmother. But today, no one believes in such things because we are living in the 21st century where such incidents are considered to be a symbol of mockery. But the supernatural happening that occurred to me a few days back compelled me to believe that in this world, there is a real evil.

I was sleeping when I saw a man in my dream. He looked sad and flogged. He was painfully thin and there was a bruise on the side of his cheek, the size of a man's fist. He was trying to convince me of something. Then he looked back and told me "Get Lost" as he told that Yamraj (Hindu god of death) was approaching. His blutering hadn't worked so he began to whine. He then told that if I failed to rescue him from Yamraj, then he will haunt me every night and he won't let me sleep. I was terrified.

My dream broke from fear I felt even during the sleep. To my horror, I saw someone sitting beside my bed who looked still. His figure was similar to my father but he was not my dad. I recognized him from his cheek. He was the man which came in my dream. He looked so real that I asked him about his problem. Now with an aggressive face he turned towards me and he passed through my body. I was paralyzed. I gave out a loud shout which awakened my parents. They asked me why I shouted. When I told them all this, they were not convinced. They thought that I had seen a dream. But I'm sure that it was something more... More than a dream.

From that day, I never saw him again and he had never haunted me. Maybe god Yamraj has sent him to a proper place where he deserved to be!

[Diana]

evarina chadivings a leda  think_ww

[Diana]

A Haunted House Of A Relative

This is a story when I was 8 years old. Me and my mother used to go to my aunt's (mother's friend) to stay in every holiday. Then my aunt shifted to other place near our locality I was very happy that now my aunt will stay near my home.

One day I thought to stay at her place. When I entered the house I felt something very spooky, I thought it may be hallucination. I ignored everything and started unpacking my stuff. My aunt had given birth to a baby boy so I started playing with that baby.

At night it had become all cold and I was shivering a lot. Then we went off to bed at 11. 30 as we were watching TV. Then I slept. At midnight I could hear few sounds as if two elder people are talking. Then I opened my eyes, I was sleeping near the corner of bed, and there I saw a crying lady and a man with a baby in his hands. It was around 3am and I was not able to sleep I just kept my eyes shut. Then I was scared after that. I woke my aunt and I told her everything then she told me to forget everything and to sleep.

I somehow slept at 4.35 and got up at 7 then I asked my aunt about my experience then she told me the whole story of that house. Five years ago there was a family of four members: husband and wife, a daughter and an infant son. They were very poor, they didn't had enough money to survive, that's why that man killed both his children then he killed his wife and then he hung himself. That's why their spirits are attached to that place and up until now they didn't harm any one. I had goose bumps all over.

This was my story. My aunt changed her house again and shifted to some other place as her son had ill health all the time. That is why she decided to leave that house.

[idiBeZaWaDa]

nenu 7th class lo vunnapuudu.. maa voorilo jaatharaki poyina.. aa jaathara 12 years ki oka saari vasthadi... ooori bayata jaathara.. ma family members andaram vellam... appudu chinna poraganni kada.. edi padithe.. edi pedithe ani thine vadni... jathara lo kadupu gudu gudu start chesindi... akkada ikkada chusina... chuttu janalu thappa evaru leru... urgent aapukoleka... jaathra nunchi bayataki vachina... chuttu chetlu chemalu... edo okati ani... chettla loki urkina... akkada kontha mandi janalu unnaru... em cheyalo ardham avaledu... sare ani pakkaki chudagane oka kukka undi... kukka ane sariki bayam ayyi.. urkudu start chesina... kukka na enka paddadi... ala almost oka 10 mins aapakunda urikina... tarvata kukka maya ayindi... nenu ekkada unnao nake teliyaledu... full dense forest.. mali sudden ga nen cheyalsina pani gurthuku vachinidi...  chuttu pakkana evaru leru.. mundu pani kanicheddam ani... prashaanthamga kurchunna.... pani ayinpoyina tarvatha... water levu ani realize ayyina... ayya devuda ela ra ippudu anukutunte... venkala nunchi dentho tuduchuko ani evarooo aakulu icharu... aakulu peddaga neat ga undesariki sare ani pani kaanecha... tarvatha realize ayya... evadra naku aakulu ichinid ani... venakaliki tirigi chusthe evaru leru... almost 15 years itundi... aa aakulu ichinavadu evado ippatiki teleedu... 

meedi ongole daga entra padu kada...akulu ichindi neene nmkm manda..

[Diana]

A Haunting In North Bengal

This unforgettable incident took place in October this year when we (my father, mother, sister and myself) were on my way to North Bengal to celebrate the Durga Pujas (a festival of Bengal).

. We boarded the Teesta Torsha express from Sealdah. It was going good until night when my uncle called us up and told us that 19 oil tankers were derailed at Kishanganj. We were now 34hours in train.

Day 2: We suffered a lot as the train stopped for hours at stations and the attendants switched of the A.Cs in the train. We were tired and slept off after we reached NJP at 12. 30 at night. After some time, I woke up for some fresh air as I was feeling uncomfortable being confined in a small area for so long. So I went out and after refreshing myself, out of sheer curiosity, I opened the door latch. The train was stationary. I checked the cell info, which showed that it was GAISAL and the time was 1.28A.M by my watch. It was steady when suddenly a gust of wind passed through me. Then I heard the honk of an engine which was gradually approaching closer. Then suddenly I heard a loud noise as if there was an explosion. Then our train began moving with a jerk and suddenly I regained my senses and everything was as quiet as before. I closed the door latch and as soon as I looked behind, I saw a shadowy figure which suddenly disappeared within a second! I quickly went back inside. I kept thinking about what had happened exactly as I did not believe in paranormal activities before and thought it was just a dream.

Day 3: We reached my maternal uncles home by morning. I decided to surf the net and check whether anyone had experienced the same at GAISAL...

Then, to my surprise, I found out that GAISAL was the site of one of the worst railway accidents in history of Indian Railways!

I have some questions in my mind which will remain unanswered. 1) The first question is, have anybody else experienced the same? 2) If so, why don't the drivers experience? 3) Or was it just a dream?