Real-Life Horror: Story 3

Prelude: 

I am a fan of horror and paranormal things. I like to read occult stuffs and listen to ghost stories at night.

When I was young, I used to get little bit of scared while reading horror stories. But that did not stop me from exploring the domain of paranormal. Rather, if you ask me what type of books I have the most in my room, I would say horror and thriller. 

In Real-Life Horror: Story 1 and Real-Life Horror: Story 2, I have mentioned some of my own paranormal experiences that are still inexplicable to me. 

Tonight, I will tell you another incident, told by my mother. 

Bagnan, 1980s: 

Bagnan is a small town in a district named Howrah. It is in West Bengal, India. 

The time this incident happened is around the 1980s. And at that time, Bagnan was a very undeveloped. A pure village with no electricity and pitch road. Things started to develop there from late 2000s. So, when I was young, I have seen the village-form of the town. 

Anyway, my mother’s paternal house was further inside the town. As she describes, the place was full of jungles and bamboo trees. They used to live in a clay home. 

Normally, in villages, you will find many folklores and paranormal stories. People at that time were simple, god-fearing and believer in all types of things. My mother is not an exception. 

She tells me many stories of her childhood. I will tell you a story tonight she told me about a local teacher. Among many stories the told me, this one is a favourite of mine. 

The horror incident with the teacher: 

In my mother’s village, there were 2 schools. I am not disclosing the names here. One school was primary school and another one was secondary school. 

Right now, I don’t remember in which school that teacher was appointed but he was a local person and known to everyone. In village, people would normally know each other. 

So, one afternoon this person was returning home. 

As I mentioned before, at that time, there were lack of proper roads. Most of the paths were passing through jungles and bamboos. Like, people had to walk or cycle through narrow soil paths and on the both sides, there would be jungles. Sometimes, their would be ponds too beside the paths. 

The villagers were mostly poor and no one could think of four-wheelers at that time. Cycle would indicate wealth in a family. 

Anyway, the teacher was cycling through a path like I just mentioned, there were jungles on both sides. 

Suddenly, he stopped cycling because he saw something unusual in front. 

A bamboo tree was bent to make an arch, as if something is forcing it to stay like that. Those who have seen bamboos, those are really long and hard. 

What made it more unusual to the teacher is that, he regularly crosses that road but never seen anything before. 

He felt that something was wrong. 

If he had to pass, he had to go under that arched bamboo. 

With thinking what to do or not to do, he crossed the arch. 

And almost immediately the bamboo became straight in one noisy jerk. As if someone has let it go from the other side of the road. 

Being shocked, the teacher looked back. 

And his blood cooled down due to horror. 

There was a huge entity standing on the road, his height and width would not match that of a human being. 

The entity was dark and the eyes were looking at the teacher in anger. 

The teacher was baffled to see the sight and he could not scream or escape for a moment. 

But within seconds, he gained some courage and sense. He knew that he had to escape. 

So, somehow, the ran with his cycle. He paddled as fast as he can with the intention to reach a locality. 

After some time, he reached a locality and he reached his home. 

And, he fell unconscious just after entering his house. 

Later after his consciousness came back, he told all these to his family members and the story spread all over the village. 

That path still is there and it is quite abandoned. If there is not too much necessity, people tend to avoid that path even now. 

Endnote: 

There are many inexplicable things that are not seen by all. Only the person who has experienced, would know the feelings. 

That’s all for tonight, I will be back with another incident soon. 

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