Neele Diye Ka Suspense | Shamshan Ghat Part 2 | Hindi Horror Story


 Nitin ko shamshan ghat se loutaye poore teen din beet chuke the. Mujhe laga tha ki sab kuch thik ho gaya hai, lekin asli barbadi toh abhi shuru honi baki thi. Us raat jo kriya adhoori chhoot gayi thi, uski wajah se wo buri taqat hamare piche lag chuki thi.

​Nitin ne teen din se apne kamre ka darwaza nahi khola tha. Jab chauthe din mujhe uske ghar se phone aaya, toh main bhaagta hua wahan pahuncha. Darwaza tod kar jab hum andar ghuse, toh kamre ka nazaara dekh kar meri rooh kaanp gayi.

​Pura kamra ekdum thanda tha, jaise wahan AC nahi baraf jami ho. Nitin apne palang ke niche baitha hua tha aur uske samne wahi mitti ka diya rakha tha. Sabse ajeeb baat yeh thi ki kamre ki saari light band thi, phir bhi wahan ek neeli roshni phaili hui thi.

​Wo roshni us diye se nikal rahi thi. Diye ki lau ekdum neeli (Neon Blue) rang ki thi, jo dekhne mein hi dravni lag rahi hai.

​Maine darrte hue Nitin ko aawaz di, "Nitin... yeh kya kar raha hai tu?"

​Jaise hi usne apna chehra upar uthaya, mere muh se cheekh nikal gayi! Nitin ki aakhon mein na koi putli thi aur na hi koi kala rang. Uski aakhein poori tarah se baraf jaisi safed (Cloudy White) ho chuki thi. Wo mujhe nahi, balki diye ki us neeli lau ko ek-takt dekh raha tha.

​Tabhi Nitin ke muh se ek aisi aawaz nikli jo kisi insaan ki ho hi nahi sakti. Wo ek sath do-teen aawazon mein bola, "Wo aayi thi... aur usne apna diya yahan chhod diya hai. Jab tak yeh neeli lau jalegi, main uske kabze mein rahoonga."

​Maine bina soche-samjhe us diye par paani phenkne ki koshish ki, lekin jaise hi main aage badha, ek adrishya jhatke ne mujhe deewar par phenk diya. Meri peeth par itni zor se chot lagi ki main wahin dher ho gaya.

​Nitin ab zor-zor se hasne laga tha aur uski safed aakhein diye ki roshni mein chamak rahi thi. Tabhi achanak diye ki neeli lau khud-ba-khud bujh gayi aur poore kamre mein sannaata phail gaya.

​Jaise hi lau bujhi, Nitin behosh hokar gir pada. Jab use hosh aaya, toh uski aakhein normal thi, par use kuch yaad nahi tha. Par dost, darr is baat ka hai ki wo diya aaj bhi Nitin ke ghar mein hai, aur na jaane kab wo neeli lau phir se jal uthe.

⚠️ Disclaimer:

Ye kahani kewal manoranjan ke uddeshya se banayi gayi hai. Iska maksad kisi bhi tarah ke andhvishwas ko badhava dena nahi hai.

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