The mid-night experience

Horror is something everyone has experienced. Some incidents are breathtaking and some are life threatening. I also have one such experience.

This is about times I was a law intern at a law firm. I had a habit of going out with Raghav every night and would come back fully drunk. It was not my fault actually. When someone goes to a private university for law, he learns about everything except law. The same happened with me. When I went to college, I started with cigarettes, then weed, and then finally took to drinking. Let’s not be judgmental here. It’s impossible for one to ignore all this when their best friends are doing this. I am no pervert, nor am I from Mars or Jupitar. I got involved in all this.

But when such things are done, we need a friend to accompany us. I too had a friend. Raghav was always with me on those trips. I was out with Raghav that night. We were sitting at a deserted place, behind a sparsely frequented, dilapidated factory on the outskirts of the city, all drunk. We were talking about something I don’t even remember. Everything was as usual.

“Can you see this?”, Raghav asked, pointing at something round.

“What’s this?”, I asked.

“It’s my watch, dude. It’s almost 2! I think we should go back.”

“Okay, one last peg.”

“No, let’s move”, he said and pulled me.

We stood up and started our walk home. On the way, we were passing by a graveyard. Even though drunk, we were conscious enough to notice that we were passing through a cemetery. Suddenly, I felt a pull. It was Raghav. He pulled me again, behind a rock.

“Can you see that?”, he asked.

“See what?”, I said.

He pointed towards someone fully in white, doing strange activities. But who could it be? A ghost!! It had to be that. What else could it be? Every inch of my body was thunderstruck. All my nerves were in senses now. The full bottle of ‘Teachers’ which I took in just a few seemed to have washed away.

“What to do now?”, I asked.

“I have heard; ghosts can’t attack you if you form a circle around you by pissing.”, Raghav replied.

Let me specify. I didn’t find any sense in what he said. But this wasn’t the time for being sensible or logical. It was time to save our lives. But then I realized something.

“But, I have already pissed in my pants”, I said.

Raghav gave me a mixed look of anger, fear, irritation, crying and laughter. But there was only one thing he could do. He formed the circle himself and we stood in it. This gave me some confidence to think. I myself got an idea of saying ‘Hanuman Chalisa’. This wasn’t sensible at all. But we did like it a lot then. We even hugged each other. What an idea!

We started jumping on our spots, saying the verses of ‘Hanuman Chalisa’, inside a circle of piss. And then something happened that we were afraid of. Ghost noticed us. But thanks to our ideas. It couldn’t come to us. It became aggressive, started beating its head on the tree, shouting something. We were scared to death, but didn’t stop our sorcery. We kept doing this for 30 minutes. But when you remember God from the heart, he comes to help you. The ghost slowly went down, behind a grave. We were safe. We stopped jumping and ran hard. When we reached home, we did nothing else but slept.

Next day, we woke up, decided to forget everything that happened last night. The next day, I remember, we were getting ready and Abdul, grandson of our landlord, Karim Chacha, came. Karim Chacha died that morning. Abdul further told us that the previous night he had gone to a graveyard to perform some sorcery, and saw two ghosts, both in black coats and pants, jumping in excitement of getting a prey. He kept cursing them and hitting his head on trees to keep them far away. His sorcery didn’t betray him, but his heart did. He died of a heart attack.

That day, we decided to leave all kinds of intoxications. Even though the story reminded us of many funny things, one better truth stuck to it is that we were responsible for the death of Karim Chacha. When we went to see him for the last time, he was still wearing the same whites he wore last night.

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