Haunted Places

I used to live in vasai about 10 to 15 years ago when I was in the 6th standard. There was a particular building at the edge of the residential area—after it, there was nothing but an open ground where we used to play football. The building had been deserted for years, and its structure […]

When we moved to Bangladesh for five years, we never imagined our new home would become a place of fear. The apartment was grand—tall, gleaming, and completely empty for the past five years. It was beautiful, luxurious even, and when we first stepped inside, it felt like a fresh start. We took it without hesitation.

The House Near the Graveyard My father grew up in a small chawl with his family of four—his father, mother, younger brother, and himself. The chawl they lived in had a graveyard right in front of it, setting an already eerie atmosphere. When they first moved in, my grandfather built a back door near the kitchen for convenience. But that door would soon