It was December 2013. Jaipur is a pretty developed city in the state of Rajasthan in India. We are a family of four (me, my father, my mother and my younger brother). Since 15 years I have been staying away from home in residential schools and colleges. And my brother stays with my parents in Jaipur.
After I completed my graduation I came back to home town forever so that I could start my career. When I arrived my brother was already shifted to residential school to continue his 11th grade studies in Kota, Rajasthan.
He came back for holidays multiple times when I was there but all was well until 1st April 2013. I was sleeping with my brother in his room after watching few action movies. And at around 2 in the night I start hearing a growling sound and when I wake up I see my brother sitting on the bed beside me and growling. So I asked him what is wrong and he did not reply and I did the same couple of times but to vain. That is when I lost my patience and shouted at him holding his face towards me, but the response was not a kind off of response I would have expected in my whole life that too from my little brother (6'2 height and 118 kgs weight). He kicked me on my chest shouting "How dare you touch a woman who is angry on a man". Boom I went and hit the cupboard and shouted so that my mom and dad come to protection. But as soon as my mom walked in he slapped her so hard that she fell on the floor and when my dad came in he kicked him and he also was on the floor not in a condition to get up.
So I gathered myself up and caught hold off him and made him lay down on the floor as I was an ex-sportsman and now a heavy guy with lot of stamina. And I started screaming for help and that is when neighbors came in running for help. After there were many people in the room we were able to control him and tie him and throw him on the bed. Later we called in an old friend of my dad who did all this black magic and when he walked in and spent some time all alone with my tied up brother in the room and came back to tell what exactly happened.
According to him while my brother was in Kota he went out on a weekend for an outing and came back to the area where his hostel was situated at around 2 in the night and while walking towards the hostel, they (my brother and his friends) chose to go through the cemetery as short cut. But on the way one of his friend challenged him to go and pray anything near any grave and he did go to a big grave where 2 family members (mother and daughter) were buried after they were killed by her husband regarding an affair with someone else. So the souls of these 2 has possessed him back then and stayed in for the right time (Navratri- a holy 9 days where Indians pray to goddess Kali).
Later he was cured after a lot of pujas and hawans but is still restricted from having alcohol and non-vegetarian. My mom still fears that the daughter hasn't left his body but we do not feel the same anymore.