Brahma Daitya

Some things:— Based on true events, I have created a series called “Based on True Events”. This is its “Part One.”
    The stories that you will read here are taken from the life experiences of my loved ones. Here are two short stories. It is not intended to promote any superstition or evil practices through these stories. It is only intended to entertain you.

"The incident that I am going to tell you today has its background in the British era. I heard this incident from my mother. The incident happened with my mother's mother (my Didar).
    There were two other witnesses to this incident with Didar. The first was my mother's aunt and the second was my mother's uncle. None of these three are alive today."
    Since the background of this incident is in the British era, then there were not so many people as today, nor were there so many electric lights and not so many vehicles. At that time, people in the city, like in the village, did not go out on the road after the evening unless they had a special need.
    Suddenly one day, while preparing dinner, Didar's aunt and uncles saw that there was no spice in the pantry. Then they were worried. Because there was no father, uncle or uncle at home. So the responsibility fell on the children of the house to bring these spices.
    Then Didar, Didar's sister and Didar's brother went to the spice shop.
    The spice shop was theirs. But it was a ten-minute walk from the house.
    The road through which one had to go to and from the house was actually a lane. On one side of the road were houses and on the other side was a school field surrounded by a wall. There were two trees at either end of the field. One was a tamal tree and the other was a palm tree.
    It was quite evening before all the things were brought from the shop. Because the shops were crowded, it took quite a while to deliver the household goods.
    Seeing that it was evening, Didar's uncle got worried. Because he could not leave his three six-seven-year-old children alone.
    In the meantime, he suddenly saw a Brahmin wearing a white dhoti and a white sheet on his body, crossing the road.
    I said the man was a Brahmin because Didar's uncle saw that some part of his penis was sticking out from under the sheet, that is, near his waist.
    Seeing the Brahmin, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to them – Look, that Brahmin gentleman is passing by, you go with him.
    Didara did as his uncle said.
    The Brahmin man was moving ahead and Didara was following him, huddled in fear.
    The road to the house was a little far from the shop and it was quite dark on the road as there was no lighting on the road.
    After going halfway, the Brahmin man suddenly entered the field through the broken part of the wall and ran up the palm tree.
    As he was climbing up, a line of fire behind him went up to the top of the palm tree and the tree started burning.
    After that, Didara could not see the Brahmin anymore.
    After seeing that scene, Didara started screaming in fear. Hearing their screams, Didar's aunt and Jethima ran out of the house.
    When asked what was the reason for their fear, they told the whole story.
    The next morning, everyone in the house saw that the palm tree was just as it was before. There was no sign of burning.
    Later, however, everyone came to know that the Brahma Daitya really lived there.