🔥 Official Adnan Dark Tales ( ADT )

 Raat ke 3 baj rahe the. Main neend me tha ki achanak phone baja. Screen pe "Unknown Number" dikh raha tha. Maine phone uthaya toh udhar se meri hi aawaaz aayi: "Bhai darwaza mat kholna... main bahar khada hun." Main kamre me akela tha. Darwaza band tha. To bahar kaun tha? Maine phone kaat diya. 2 minute baad fir baja, wahi number aur wahi meri aawaaz: "Bola tha na darwaza mat kholna... ab der ho gayi." Tabhi darwaze pe dastak hui—3 baar, dheere se. Maine himmat karke chhed se dekha toh bahar... main hi khada tha. Bilkul mere jaisa! Bas aankhein... aankhein nahi thi, kaali aur khali thi. Wo muskuraya. Phone fir baja. Uthaya to wo bola: "Andar aa gaya hun." Main palta... kamre ke kone me... main hi khada tha. Asli main kaun hai? Jo likh raha hai... ya jo padh raha hai? Aaj tak samajh nahi aaya us raat kya hua tha. Par ek baat pakki hai - 3 baje ke baad phone aaye to mat uthana. Aur haan, darwaza... band rakhna. --- Disclaimer: Ye kahani kalpanik h...

 Main kahaan se shuru karu... mujhe khud samajh nahi aa raha. Mera naam Adnan hai, aur main Adnan Dark Tales - ADT chalata hu. Rozana mere paas desh-videsh se log apni aap-beeti aur bhootaha kisse bhejte hain. Lekin pichle hafte Sitapur ke Ramesh bhai ne mujhe jo dastan sunayi... uske baad se main pichli 3 raaton se thik se so nahi paya hu. Jab bhi aankhein band karta hu, wahi manzar samne aa jata hai. Ye baat saal 2017 ki hai. Uttar Pradesh ke Sitapur jile mein ek chhota sa, pichhda hua gaon hai — Rampur. Gaon ke aakhiri chhor par, jahan khet khatam hote hain aur ghana jungle shuru hota hai, wahan ek 100 saal purani, khandahar ho chuki imarat khadi hai. Log use "Thakur Sahab Ki Haveli" kehte hain. Kehte hain saal 1947 ke dango ke dauran us haveli mein kuch aisa wehshi kaand hua tha, jisme ek hi raat ke andar Thakur ke parivaar ke 9 logon ko berahmi se maut ke ghaat utar diya gaya tha. Us khaufnak raat ke baad se us haveli ko hamesha ke liye sarkari taala laga diya gaya. Gaon...