Do you believe in ghost???? most of us say no.....to show their bravery...but if we see the core of our heart....we will see that almost every one of us believe in ghosts...we refuse to believe their existence only to overcome their fear...some of us may not be agree with me.....they may ask whether i have any encounter with that mysterious creature called Ghost......or i have ever seen them ?? so if these questions have already started to arise in your mind...then only a big NO you can have from me as the answer...Ghost is not a thing...they don't have a flesh & blood body like us..Ghost is an evil energy..we can only feel them.......we can only feel the fear aroused by them.....if anyone in this world claimed to see ghost..then i must say that he is nothing but a victim of psychological disorder....& if he is not then he must be fake..now some of you must have started to think that why do I bring so much upon the "Ghost Fact"....????? may some of you have already portrayed me as a para-psychological professor & must be thinking this blog as an advertisement of my knowledge..but it is not like that....i am just a normal guy...but i have told so much things upon ghost because before my today's story it is a necessity to have a clear idea upon "WHAT IS GHOST??"...A few years back in 2008...I & my friends(Sayan,Rahul,Shyam,Mainak) decided to made crackers for our upcoming Kali Puja of 2008...as we just tired of cracker's increasing price & its fucking quality too....so we decided to make crackers by ourselves for our upcoming Cracker's Festival of 2008...so we bought raw materials for the crackers & decided to make it at last night before the Kali Puja.....so it was all set & after completing each others dinner we gathered at our friend Mainak's home...so now we started to mix the raw materials....but at about 11:45pm we came to realize that there was a shortage of raw materials...so Mainak went to brought some raw materials along with Rahul...after their departure suddenly Shyam went to the bed and it was very irritating to see somebody taking rest in front of you when you were working...so after a few minutes of tolerance finally I also went to the bed to disturb Shyam...but suddenly our conversation shifted towards the eternal debate about the existence of Ghost and after a few minutes we started to tell stories about ghosts to each other...at about 12:45 Sayan entered into the room...and started to unpack the new raw materials and then we started to mix them and Rahul and Mainak also joined us...but after a few minutes of work Shyam again shifted towards stories and quite frankly speaking nobody wanted to stop him as he had a connection with village and thats why he possessed a vast information about Ghosts...because Ghost and their stories are an integral part of our native villages...so Shyam continued and i also joined him as i also had some so called true stories about that filthy creature...i also added my personal supernatural experiences as i can sense the bads before their happening to add a bit more spice to our conversation...and as the night progressed everyone started to contribute in our conversation....but the master stroke came from Mainak as he told us the house beside Mainak's home is haunted...every one of us turned silent...Mainak started to elaborate..."the house is haunted because the head of the every family stays in that house dies with in one year..." Mainak stoped...but still rest of us in silent mode...Rahul was the first to produce some words...or rather he had forced to produce some words by nature...so he stood up and said.."bhai khub jor mut payecha please ektu chol amar sathe(want to go to the toilet).." so Mainak and Rahul went to the toilet which was situated in front of that haunted house....at about 3am we went to the roof to test our self made crackers...but we went to the roof we find that it was too cold...so we were in need of some worm clothes like shawl or jacket...but none of us willing to went alone in the room...after some hesitance I finally sacrificed myself and went alone to the room to bring some thick clothes for us...at 3:20 we came back to the room...and again indulged our self in making crackers...Sayan sitting infront of the window from where he was having a clear view of that Cursed House...suddenly Sayan got imprisoned into the cells of that invisible horror and said to us that..."bhai ami ar akhane boste parchi na...khub voy lagche(because of fear i can't seat here any more)..." and he placed himself on the bed...and as the time progressed we followed the same way one after another because of that invisible fear...everyone of us stayed silent and waiting for the morning...all of us seated as close as possible to each other and continuously looking at the sky for the heavenly light of morning with the hope that it will terminate our hellish fear in which we had lost ourselves through out the night....and finally at about 6:15 the brightest sign of life came out from the womb of the Dark Night...as the morning progress all of us started moving towards each other's houses with a promise of meeting again in night to enjoy the crackers...the rest of our puja vacation is quite boring...almost 10 long years have been past of that incident but we still remember that night...we went to the Mainak's home too many times after that incident but we failed to possess same feelings that can be compared with that night's feelings...now in our hour of leisure often we look at the past to find the answer that why all of us got so much horrified at that night...the discussion of Ghost stories cannot produce so much horror as we did those things so many times even after that night and also the position of that room beside that so called haunted house was not that much horrifying as went to that room so many times...That night was the longest and the darkest night of my life...but i still failed to find the answer "WHY?" may there is something more on that night which we could not see but felt through out that night ..may the readers of this story will provide the correct answer which can satisfy my "WHY?"
