A few days back I came to know about yourghoststories.com I want to share my horrifying experience experienced by me at my grandfathers place 3 years ago. And he advised me to share this incident so that the whole world will come to know about it.
This incident took place nearly 3 years ago in the mid of April as my exams were over so the whole family decided to visit grandparents place. My grandparents live in a small village Bhind about 200 kilometers from Gwalior in the heart of India i.e. Madhya Pradesh. It is surrounded by thick forest area on one side & other side by the dangerous lake famously known as Chambal.
I love to visit this marvellous place again & again until that incident took place. Me & the neighbours at my native place love to ride the bike & loved to visit the nearby places driving on bike. That day was not a normal day. Me & my friend Ankush as usual were riding to a near by place known as Raja Ka quila (Fort of king). Its a beautiful place with all the beautiful carvings on it which one could get easily admist upon it the beauty of the fort was so mesmerizing that by 6:30 pm we were there only which was not right according to the villagers & we the young blood always ignored them as we were not believing neither on ghosts nor on the paranormal activities so we decided to stay at that place until 9 pm which proved to be the biggest & most horrifying experience of my life, which turned my life upside down. Which still freezes me.
After 9 we hardly saw any changes, so we decided to return back to home as we were travelling through the forest. I don't know what happened bike suddenly stopped & even after hundreds of attempt made by him & me it was not starting. So we decided to park the bike there only & we start walking around as it was hardly 5 kms away from home. To past the time we started chatting about the villagers that they are such a noob to believe on such silly things but nearly half the distance was past a horribly crying voice was heard by Ankush so he was asking did you heard anything & I was like stop kidding me & walk fast as it was nearly 11 at night after 2-3 times yelling on him we started walking but after some time a low whispered voice walk through my hears say "laaut jaoo... Khatra khatra" (get backkk... Danger danger) but I thought it was just a illusion of my mind & I ignored that voice. But after travelling some distance Ankush & me heard the same noise again & we had shivers down the spine & we started running towards our house but in the middle Ankush fell down & the noise was going very strong after gathering the full courage I picked up Ankush & made him rest for a while.
The noise was getting stronger & stronger as it was coming nearby we got exhausted by all the means we could do by leaves & bushes etc. After that I saw a man was running naked with all the cuts on his body & yelling "laut jaooo... Khatra khatra."
Seeing that scenario our body started shivering & by slowly slowly we started moving towards our house. By 3 in the morning we reached our house & we were shivering with fever more than 104 degrees at home all were asking what happened what happened but we were not in status of speaking anything the condition was like we couldn't utter anything.
The next day grandfather came to us & asked what has happened & we spoke our heart out & started crying. Grandfather wheeped our tears & said that 200 years ago the chambal was home for naxalites & they used to plunder everything & who ever refuses they used to torture them & make them run naked. "The man you saw was I think the soul of one of the people who has been tortured by them." This incident made me to believe that ghosts exist.