Us raat kuch alag tha... Konkan ke ek chhote gaon mein.Mausi ka ghar. Ek purana, bhaari baksa. Aur us bakse ke andar... khamoshi. Lekin yeh khamoshi bhi bol rahi thi.

Raat ke 3 baje aangan se aati awaazein—jaise koi ro raha ho. Bakse ki awaaz nahi, par us bakse ke karan. Ghar ke har kone mein ek ajnabi khauf, jaise koi nazron se dekh raha ho... hamesha.Kya tha us bakse mein? Koi cheez... ya koi pret?Mausi kehti thi—"Isse kabhi mat kholna." Par kyun? Kya dekhne se darta tha wo jo andar basa tha?Ek aisi kahani jo sirf Konkan ki mitti se nikli hai... jahan har ghar ke paas apna raaz hai.

Agar aapko lagta hai ki aisi cheezein sirf movies mein hoti hain… toh yeh kahani aapka bharosa hila degi.Sunita-Vikram ka aana kya ek coincidence tha?

Suno. Samjho. Mehsoos karo.

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