I am a regular reader of this site from past 3 years. This is my first story.
Let me first clear that it's not my story it was told to me by my uncle. So without wasting any time let's begin with the story. My uncle was an senior Inspector in Mumbai police (now retired)
He told me that one day he was very busy in a meeting called up by his superior officer. The meeting lasted for the whole day and after that meeting he received a phone call from his cousin brother who was staying in the village with his wife and my uncle's mom as her health was not good. His cousin brother said that the health of your mom is not good and she needs to be admitted to a special private Hospital.
My uncle without wasting any time left for the village but first he briefed his superior officer about his situation and left. My uncle took an S.T bus at 8.00 pm and reached the village phatak (intersection) by 12. 00 am in the night. From that intersection my uncle took an auto rickshaw to get into the actual village. He was accompanied by 2 female passengers dressed up in village style sari. My uncle reached the village he got down from the rickshaw to pay the fare and so did the 2 women.
My uncle was shocked he couldn't believe on his own eyes he saw that the legs of that 2 womens were in the opposite directions. He slightly signalled with his hand to the rickshaw driver. He also saw that and he sped away from that place without taking fare from my uncle.
My uncle is a firm believer in God he chanted some sacred mantras and recited Hanuman Chalisa as soon as he did this those 2 women disappeared into the air.
Later he reached the home admitted his mom to a nearby specialty Hospital and she was fine. He stayed at the hospital for the whole night with his cousin brother.
In the morning my uncle purchased a newspaper there he saw this shocking news that a rickshaw driver committed suicide by consuming poison and that rickshaw driver was the same who dropped my uncle to the village.
My uncle was shocked by this news. He further did some investigation by the help of village sarpanch (chief of village) he told me that the locals told him that some parts of village are haunted by evil spirit and negative energies) . He wanted to stay in the village for more days but his application got cancelled due to the upcoming elections. He told me that this was the most horrifying experience of his life.
Sorry for long narration and if there are any grammatical errors I am extremely sorry.