Kala Jadu Ka Saya | Shamshan Ghat Ki Woh Raat | Hindi Horror Story


 Saal 2018 ki baat hai. Mera ek dost hai Nitin, jo thoda sa bhatka hua ladka tha aur hamesha rahasyamayi cheezon aur kale jadu ke piche bhagta rehta tha. Ek din use kahin se ek tantrik ka number mila. Us tantrik ne Nitin ko dava kiya ki agar wo amavasya ki raat ko ek khas kriya karega, toh use apni kismat badalne ki takat mil jayegi.

​Nitin ne mujhe sab bataya. Maine use bohot samjhaya ki yeh sab mat kar, par wo nahi mana. Ulta usne mujhe bhi sath chalne ke liye majboor kar diya.

​Raat ke theek 12:30 baje, hum dono shahar ke sabse purane aur sunsaan shamshan ghat ke bahar khade the. Charo taraf ekdum sannaata tha, bas door se kutton ke rone ki aawaz aa rahi thi jo dil ko dahlane ke liye kafi thi.

​Tantrik ne Nitin ko ek purani neem ke ped ke niche baithne ko kaha tha. Nitin ne jaisa bataya tha waisa hi kiya—usne ek mitti ka diya jalaya aur ek kali makhli ko samne rakh kar ajeeb se mantra padhna shuru kar diya. Main thoda door ek deewar ke piche chhup kar yeh sab dekh raha tha.

​Shuruat ke 10 minute sab normal tha. Lekin jaise hi raat ka 1 baje, achanak mausam badal gaya. Bina kisi hawa ke, ped ke patte zor-zor se hilne lage. Tabhi mujhe aisa laga jaise koi achanak mere piche aakar khada ho gaya hai. Ekdum thand lagne lagi aur hawa mein ek ajeeb si sadan wali badboo phail gayi.

​Maine himmat karke piche mudkar dekha... lekin wahan koi nahi tha.

​Lekin jab maine Nitin ki taraf dekha, toh mere pairon tale zameen khisak gayi! Jo diya Nitin ne jalaya tha, uski lau achanak neele rang (Blue light) mein badal gayi thi. Aur sabse khaufnaak baat yeh thi ki Nitin jo mantra padh raha tha, ab wo uski aawaz nahi thi. Wo kisi bohot hi bhari aur darawni aawaz mein chilla raha tha.

​Maine darr ke maare Nitin ka haath pakda aur use wahan se bhagne ke liye kheencha. Jaise hi maine uska haath chhua, Nitin ne meri taraf dekha. Uski aakhon ki putliyan ekdum gayab ho chuki thi aur aakhein poori tarah safed thi!

Wo zor se hasa aur bola, "Tumne is kriya ko beech mein tod kar bohot badi galti kar di..."

​Main darr ke maare chillaya aur Nitin ko ghasit-te hue shamshan ghat ke bahar khadi bike ki taraf bhaaga. Piche se aisa lag raha tha jaise koi bohot tezi se hamare piche daud raha hai, par piche mudne ki himmat nahi thi. Humne kisi tarah bike start ki aur wahan se bhage.

​Us raat ke baad se, Nitin ko hamesha apne kamre mein ek kala saaya dikhta hai jo use sote hue dekhta rehta hai. Aaj 8 saal beet chuke hain, par Nitin aaj bhi us raat ke khauf se bahaar nahi nikal paya hai.

 --- Note: Ye ek kalpanik horror kahani hai jo kewal manoranjan ke liye likhi gayi hai. Iska uddeshya kisi bhi tarah ke andhvishwas ko badhava dena nahi hai. © Adnan Dark Tales ---

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