Showing posts with label personal encounters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal encounters. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 8

The Murder Echoes – Ghost Sighting in Kanpur

A Personal Encounter by Sunil (Kanpur) 

This is an incident I witnessed when I was 14 years old. I had been to my village during Holi (a festival in India). One day, I went to my Uncle’s farm in the evening to play with my friends. After some time, all my friends went home, leaving me with my pet puppy Sheru. 

Monday, April 15

The Haunted Encounter on Sudhagad Fort (Maharashtra)

A Personal Encounter by Vishal Jadhav (Pune, Maharashtra)

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Hi everyone, today I am going to narrate a true story that took place with me and six of my friends in the year of August (2012). We planned an overnight trek to the Sudhagad (also called as Bhorapgad) fort situated near Khopoli village (ahead of Pali village). We decided to go there on Saturday, at around 1 pm. I had been there once, so I knew the road up to the fort fairly. I also had a plan to cook some great Chicken Biryani for dinner, just to add up to the thrill. We rechecked our inventory – torches, extra clothes, snacks and a plastic sheet banner, just in case the rains worsened (yes, it was mid rainy season) and we needed something to roof us.

Friday, February 8

You are not going back alone - A late night haunting

A Personal Encounter by Six6six (Ahmedabad, Gujarat)

I have always been a very skeptic person that never believed in anything until every possibility was checked closely. I never knew that my habit of getting to the bottom of every situation might lead me into something really serious and now i think something is always there around me, watching me constantly.

Wednesday, January 30

Sinhagad Fort Horror – Illusion or a Paranormal Encounter?

A Personal Encounter by Rohit (Pune)

For those of you who have never been to Pune or to the Sinhagad Fort residing close by, this is a small introduction. The Sinhagad Fort (Sinhgarh, Sinhgad – previously known as the Kondhana; Sinh-garh means the Lion’s Fort) is a 1,300 meter high fortress, the history of which goes beyond the 14th century. The fort has seen some of the most epic events in the history of Maharashtra and India, in general. Apart from the historical significance, the fort remains a popular picnic spot and is favored for its lush green locality, adventure activities and a perfect place for a Sunday getaway. 

Sunday, January 27

The Dream Manipulation by the Hijrah (Eunuch)

A Personal Encounter by Keval (Mumbai, Maharashtra) 

Though I was born and schooled in Mumbai, I went abroad to the US to complete my further education. Since I lived abroad for years, my perception about the Indian traditions completely changed and I even started making fun of them. Once I grew old, I decided to stay in the US forever, as I had settled down in my own ways. I told my parents (who still lived in Mumbai), who told me that I should at least have my wedding in India and then I can head back abroad. I accepted their opinion. I took a leave from my job for a month and came back to Mumbai. My parents had already selected a girl for me (whom I had approved through the Internet). 

Tuesday, January 15

A Daayan (Chudail, Witch) or just a co-incidence?

A Personal Encounter by Anonymous (Allahabad, Uttar Pradesh)

I had joined a job in NIIT Jaipur (Rajasthan) at Raja Park Center but i was living in the guest house of my elder brother who was working in SPCL and very often i left alone in the guest house. That area was near jagatpura a bit outer area but not in solitude it was well developed.

The biggest problem in jaipur was of drinking water i use to fill up two bottles of water from my office at the evening and when I used to go to have my dinner in a nearby restaurant named TADKA and used to fill another bottle of water enough for the night.

Thursday, December 27

My Haunted House in Dev Nagar, New Delhi

A Personal Encounter by R. S. Raghavan (New Delhi)

My experience is a true experience of the unexplained. Though my parents didn't share these experiences with anyone, this is the first time this story is being shared.

I am now 44 years old. When i was 16 yrs old in 1984, my parents shifted house from janakpuri where we had our own flat to a government quarters Type 5 in Dev Nagar area of New Delhi.

Since i was an only son i was used to being in a flat and i and my mother were initially not inclined to shift base. However my dad was fully in favour of this move as he was of the opinion that this was quite a big house, of the European style of the early part of the 19th century and had a servant quarters, a garden etc.

Thursday, July 5

Hostel Horrors - Haunted Place in Pune

A Personal Encounter by Anwar (Pune)

Since my childhood, I have been sensitive (and often attracted) to paranormal vibes. My folks tell me how I (as a kid) used to wander away into abandoned houses & forests, simply lured by such vibes. However, I chose to suppress these feelings, since they would lead me nowhere.

Friday, June 29

Morning Horror

A Personal Encounter by Shekhar (Mumbai, Maharashtra)

Hi everyone, this is Shekhar from Mumbai. Just thought of sharing this bizarre incident I came across when I was at a friend’s place, about two years ago. I was spending a night at his place near CP Tank. It was an age-old place, probably dating back to the British era – a typical Mumbai styled chawl. His room was on the topmost floor in a forgotten corner. There was dust and the roof was wearing off. The bulb in the lobby was either stolen or was never put up.

Wednesday, June 20

The Crying Corpse

A Personal Encounter by Dr. Girija Kulkarni (Pune, Maharashtra)

This happened when I was into my second year of Medical School. Usually we had to stay back in the hospitals either to assist the seniors or work over our cases. Let me confess that I, being the first doctor in our family, was never used to seeing so much of blood, pain & death lying around - not to mention the nauseous smell of the medicines & chemicals. Most of my first year went into crying for home, puking during practicals and crying more...