I always had a firm belief in God, praying to God always gave me the great feeling about a super being watching over me from above the skies and keeping me safe. However while I was a child I heard a lot of grandmother stories about a dead Parsi lady’s soul which peeped from the high room ventilators to keep a check on the people living in her house.. Blah Blah Blah !!!! I had never seen a ghost so never believed its existence, I never saw God too, but here the story was different, because I believed in God. I started to get a feeling of another power apart from God being present on earth, which exists at places where God doesn’t.

Hi I am Vikram and this is my story.

22nd August 2003, around 4:30PM, I reached Bangalore along with two of my very good friends Abbas and Tushar. We relocated to Bangalore from Nagpur as we jot a cool job at an MNC named MsourcE. We moved to the company flat a 2 bedroom apartment at Ramaiya Mansion on the 3rd floor located at a place named Pai layout, I and Abbas shared a room. Life was great; we worked hard, and had a lot of fun. Time passed by peacefully till the end of January 2004. Now February arrived and during the first week of February Abbas went to visit a mosque where his shoes were stolen so in turn he wore some one else’s shoes and came back home, and told us the story of his shoes getting stolen and how he wore someone else’s shoes and came back, we all laughed about it. While talking, Abbas and Tushar told me that they would be working in the night shift starting at 12AM from the next day, now that would leave me alone at home as my shift was to end at 12AM, I was sad about the fact that when I return home Abbas and Tushar would not be there and life would be boring, I didn’t know what was in store for me from the next day.

That night I woke up at around 3 AM, as I wanted to take a leak, as I was about to get off my bed I noticed Abbas, a ray of moonlight covered his eyes, he was lying on his bed with his eyes wide open staring at me, I felt as if he was doing that since a long time while I was asleep, I asked him, if he was ok, however he did not reply, he just kept staring at me without even a blink, I asked him again “Abbas are you alright”???, again no reply, suddenly he got up slowly and sat on his bed and continued staring at me with his eyes wide open, now I got frustrated and was about to scream at him, just then he asked me in a heavy husky voice “Taveez kaha hai” [where is the pendent], and continued to stare, I asked him what Taveez ?? have you gone crazy, why do need a Taveez in the middle of the night for, Abbas gave me a wicked smile and again he said, this time in a louder tone “Wo Taveez jo main ne tujhe oos din diya tha, Kaha hai” [Where is the pendent, I gave you the other day], what started to bother me was his heavy husky voice and his eyes, could see terrible anger in them while he spoke with me, and kept staring at me, I don’t know if I was angry or scared but I ended up screaming at him “What the F**k is wrong with you, why the hell are you behaving like thissss, enough is enough go to sleep”, that’s when he suddenly blinked his eyes, sunk back to bed and went to sleep. I was in a state of shock over what I had witnessed. I forgot that I woke up to take a leak and went back to bed without doing it, however I managed to sleep after sometime.

When I woke up the next morning, I spoke with Tushar about what happened the previous night; he asked me what time did this happen? 3.00 AM I said, Tushar replied that he spoke with Abbas before that, maybe at around 1.30 AM, he also saw something weird happen, Tushar woke up to take a leak too, but saw Abbas loitering around in the living room with the lights off, when Tushar went up to him and asked him what happened, Abbas turned around and replied, that man standing near his bed shook him out of his sleep and asked him to get a remote control and switch the music player off, Tushar told Abbas that this player does not have a remote it’s a basic model, and what man was he talking about there is no one there, in turn Abbas replied in the same heavy husky voice and said the man has left, he needs to find that remote or else that man will come back in sometime and harm him, Tushar tried to make Abbas understand but it was of no use, hence Tushar slapped Abbas across his face, it seemed after getting whacked Abbas came back to senses and walked back to the room and went off to sleep on the bed next to mine.

Later when we spoke with Abbas about the same, he said did not remember anything?? This incident suddenly reminded me of what my maid told me when I was a kid that one must not bring someone else’s footwear into your home, because by doing that you also bring the footwear owners curse and bad luck into your home, but I thought my maid was out of her mind. Abbas might have been sleep walking or something.

The Next day after completing my shift I reached my Apartment basement at around 1AM. Every thing looked deserted, even the apartment security guards were no where to be seen. It was cold and breezy as I walked through the basement towards the elevator. As I reached the elevator I felt someone pat me on my back and gave out a terrible laugh, scared by that laugh I turned around but found no one in view. Terrified to the core I pressed the elevator button and waited for the elevator. As the elevator came down I raised my hand to open the elevator door and all of a sudden someone gave me a pat on my head and I heard the same terrible laugh, the elevator door trembled violently and moved up to the 5th floor on its own, this within a span of seconds, I had never seen an elevator move up that fast. I pressed the elevator button again and waited for it, when it came down I again raised my hand to open the door, before I could touch the door the same thing happened again and the elevator sprung back to the 5th floor. At first I thought it to be some kids from the building playing a prank but what about that pat on my back?? I was not in the condition to come up with a logical explanation for this. So I decided to run up the stairs as fast as I could. I tool the flat key out of my pocket help the key firmly and ran up the stairs; while I was running I felt something running after me making an eerie noise that sounded an animal gasping for breath. I finally managed to reach my flat, I opened the door got in and locked the door tight.

I prayed to God and thanked him for saving me from what ever was out there, I freshened up, changed my clothes and went to sleep with all the lights on, suddenly at around 3.30AM I felt my blanket being pulled off my body I opened my eyes to find the house pitch dark, all the lights I left on were turned off, I put hands on the bed and tried to feel where my blanket went, I found it at the end of the bed, I immediately pulled it over me and covered myself completely. Suddenly I felt someone lift my blanket from behind me and getting into it. I just felt like I was paralyzed and couldn’t run in spite of trying. By now whatever that was had got under the blanket and laid behind me, it then placed its head on my neck and just stayed there. I could feel it breathing heavily, slowly I felt that I could move my left hand, I wanted to know what exactly is with me in my blanket so I lifted my left hand felt the face of whatever it, I felt it to be very small, it had a very big nose, all of a sudden it sunk its teeth into the flesh between my index finger and the thumb, and shook my hand vigorously making an animal like sound. I screamed at the top of my voice and got out of my blanket, now when I got out I found no one to be in the blanket, I also realized that the lights we on as I left them, I searched the flat and found no one to be there, hence I thought it was all a dream, just then I felt a heavy pain in my left hand, as I took a look at it, I was surprised to see deep teeth marks on the flesh between my thumb and index finger and it was sore, it hurt badly. I didn’t dare to sleep all night, waited till daylight for Abbas and Tushar to be back, when they returned I told them about what happened, however they dint react (I guess they thought I went Crazy or was stoned), just then the company HR visited our place and got another employee named Subramaniam who would also share the flat with us. Next I remember I was very sleepy I went to my room and slept peacefully as Abbas and I shared the room and I felt much better with him being there.

The next day I followed the same schedule went to work and came back home at the same time, however I did not experience anything that day, also felt a bit good because our new flat partner Subramaniam was present at home, so I happily entered the elevator, went up to the 3rd floor, reached my flat and knocked on the door, but I didn’t receive a response, I kept knocking on the door for about 15 minutes, Subramaniam opened the door and walked back to his room without making eye contact or saying “Hi”, he dint look good, I went up to him and asked him what happened, he replied stating he just returned from office, while he was walking thru the deserted basement he was hit on his head a number of times but couldn’t see anyone doing it, he managed to get into the elevator, but still felt someone’s presence in there too, he felt as if there were 2 more people in the elevator who kept running around him blowing air into his ears and patting him on his head continuously, he started praying and managed to reach the 3rd floor and get into the house.

Subramaniam looked scared; I could understand why, as I went thru something similar the previous day. What on earth was happening, I really started to believe that the shoed Abbas wire back from the mosque were responsible.

That evening I spoke with my sister over the phone, she asked me about the flat and what posters I put up in my room, I very happily started off talking about a Bald eagle poster I had put up in my room to which she suddenly interrupted me and replied, remove it immediately, why I asked, she replied its an old saying that states, eagles are great hunters, they stalk everything they see as if they were prey and then hunt them down, It is said that one should not have an eagle idol or picture in the house, because what ever moves under the eye of the eagle is being stalked to be hunted.

Later when I got an opportunity to speak with Abbas, I asked him to get rid of his shoes, but he did not agree to the fact that the shoes are responsible for all the crap that’s happening and decided not to throw them, the same way I dint take the eagle concept seriously and did not remove the eagle poster as I loved it a lot.

Time passed, Subramaniam got a new job and left us, but still strange things continued to happen in the house, like doors closing and opening up on their own, light switches going on and off, someone knocking the bathroom door from inside the locked empty bathroom, strange noises, someone unseen patting you on the head, pulling your hair, temperatures dropping in the living room to below 0 degrees while it remained hot in the other rooms.

As my shift used to end at midnight, I used to be scared to go back home, started to stay back in office after the shift over, and only return home at dawn. The only time I stayed back home all day was on weekends that’s the only time all three of us used to be at home together, after sometime we got very used to the ghostly presence in our house and started to live normally, if something strange happened, we started to abuse the ghosts back for what ever they do, I know it sounds funny, but we had no other option, I guess we got immune to their presence, later we learnt to avoid them, this went on for sometime, and then came the month of April, to our surprise the ghostly presence disappeared and nothing strange happened for sometime, we were glad, however we also had a feeling that whatever was in the house was planning its next move, and it did.

11th April 2004 was my birthday, as every year I take off from work on the 10th and 11th of April because I like to spend my birthday with people close to me. Hence I took 2 days off from work that year too.

10th April 2004, Abbas and Tushar were called to office as extra people were required to work that day, it was around 6.00 PM and they were leaving for office, I went down with them as I wanted to pickup some stuff from the bakery right in front of our building. Abbas and Tushar got into the office cab and left and I headed to the bakery picked up the stuff I wanted to and got back to the 3rd floor, it didn’t take me much time to get back as the bakery was in front of the building and there was no rush at the bakery either, the total time I spent traveling from my flat to the bakery and back was about 6-7 minutes.

When I opened the door, I found all the lights off and it was dark, I entered the flat and felt as if I stepped into a puddle of water, the switch board was on the other side of the living room, as I walked towards the switch board I again felt as if I an walking thru a lot of water. I managed to reach the switch and turned the lights on and viola I find the whole house full of water, my feet were submerged in water for about a foot deep, I checked the kitchen and bathrooms and found that every tap and shower were on, the force at which the water was flowing out was massive, the taps and showers never behave this way. I turned them all off and as I did that I heard a splashing sound in the bedroom, on hearing that I ran to the bedroom and found the water to be shaking as if someone just jumped into it, but I saw no one, suddenly someone hit me on the head, I turned around and felt something running away from me towards the kitchen, I couldn’t see anyone but I could see gaps being created in the water, and water was splashing everywhere as that ghost or whatever ran thru the waters towards the kitchen, man I couldn’t believe what I was seeing live in front of me, I had the front row seat for this shite. I went after it into the kitchen and saw the water shaking again as if it were hit by an asteroid, seemed as if that ghost thingy was jumping in the water, I felt like it wanted to get out of the kitchen but couldn’t as I was standing at the kitchen door and I might have blocked its way to get out, I tried to back out but slipped and fell on my stomach into the water, while I was on the ground I felt something step on my back and jump off and then I heard a big splash behind me for the last time, and finally the splashing stopped. I got up on my feet and got every God picture available in the house and placed it in the living room I also found a cassette containing Lord Krishna’s devotional songs left back by out old flat mate Subramaniam so I placed it in the music played and blasted it loud, I also lit some incense sticks to calm my mind down and feel holy.

Once everything was set, I called up Tushar and Abbas, told them what happened and asked them to come home immediately. I had a lot of cleaning to do as the house was full of water, I then took a bucket and a mug, collected all the water and kept throwing it into the shit pot. Later used towels to absorb all the water and wring it into the buckets and again threw it all in the shit pot. It seemed as if it took a billion years to finish that task.

Now after that the house looked cleaner, smelled better and that ghostly presence disappeared for ever, we continued to live in that flat till June 2004 and nothing happened after the water incident.

Later we learned that a guy who lived 2 buildings away from ours and who works for the same company as we do, got possessed by a ghost and that his parents came down and took him to Hyderabad, may the thing that was in our flat moved on to another, some locals also told us that Pai Layout was actually a huge lake with a graveyard by its side, we did not want to get into details, but just decided to move on in life instead, even today we friends speak about what happened at Pai layout and laugh about it, but one thing is for sure none of us want to come across the same situation again.

“The scariest things on earth are not what you can see, it’s actually the ones that you can’t”

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