It was first semester of my engineering .The weather was a bit on the hotter side.We were discovering our hostel finding out new things about it ,things like stories ,rumors.Stories and rumors of every type and ofcourse of ghosts.It was revealed to us by the old security incharge whom we called Tau that the hostel was actually built on an old cremation place.The looks of the hostel also gave it a haunted look big pillars with carvings and lots and lots of open spaces and trees ,trees big and old.We kept near the building area after lights as the trees and darkness between them were the scariest.From the roof not a single light was visible in night however hard you tried.Though most of us never admitted that we were scared ,as admittance of such a thing will label you a coward (fattu in hindi),but precautions had to be taken and they were taken as for me I got a big Hanumanji Calender and prayed infront of it every morning.

Then it happened one night around two O'clock we heard a heavy screeching noise as if something heavy was being pulled and after that a lot of noise like things were getting thrown around and then a scream a bitter one as if from someone who was either very angry or in a deep pain.My roommate Saurabh who always did wrong things at wrong time got up to go out and have a look .He got his rod and started towards door when something made me stop him.The idea of opening the door didnt appeal to me ,he agreed and we both sat for next few hours for braham mahurat ,with the belief braham mahurat ends the power of ghosts.In meanwhile we didnt heard more noises but the skepticism was still there.Its difficult to remember when we went to sleep .We were woken up by loud banging at our door.There was chaos every where our heavy water cooler was dragged a long distance and overturned,it had been rendered useless for a long time which meant no cold water.Dustbins put outside the room had been thrown everywhere and trash lying with it.There was no water as all the water had flown out as the taps were in open mode.Every one was telling about noises they heard and how scared they were.We though maintained that we were sleeping and heard nothing.One of the guys had dared to come out and he saw a long white figure and the moment he had opened the door the figure had run towards him throwing a trashcan.Somehow he had managed to lock the door while he heard pounding noise ,feeling the vibration against his back which he was using to keep the door intact.That day our block of hostel cleaned in other blocks and washed in the nearest bore well.

Complains were done to warden who dismissed this as our fancy and asked us to grow up.Some of the guys fled to their relatives or to their friends in other blocks.Only a few remained like me who either didnt had the luxury of fleeing or had to keep a bold face for sake of reputation.As a precautionary measure Saurabh went and put a lock to the main entrance without informing anyone.Next morning the result was almost similar except that as there was no dustbins to throw so there was no trash around.The lock was broken water was gone and there were a few broken glasses.One of the guys whom I really hated said he would put a watch and take out whoever is enacting the ghost.I was extremely happy either the ghost will go or the guy will be gone.So I added 'If you fail ,I will go and take out ghost tomorrow'.Next morning we went to this guys to room and he narrated his story like this he went out and suddenly ghost appeared from nowhere with candle in his hand and gave its infamous scream which scared him to death and he ran back to his room.Bloody ghost cannot do a thing properly.So now it was my turn and even though I tried but could not wriggle out of it .

Cont.. Part 2