One night in Shrawan | The ghost

Introduction

Shravan night. The sky was covered with black clouds, sparkling, and there was a loud noise all around. One such night, Rudra was on a path. His fear was raging, but a different kind of storm was in his mind.

Touches of the past

Rudra Pradhan is a big young man, his grandfather is good to come and go. The pagan road, the smell of rain-soaked soil, and his grandfather's stories - give his heart a different kind of peace. However, this Shrava night marks the beginning of a new chapter for him.

Unknown call

The rain started to get louder. Oh, Rudra heard the voice of Khula, someone was calling him. He looked around, but he couldn't see. A lot of fear and curiosity pulled him. He fell down the foggy rain-soaked path with his umbrella in his hand.

The owner of the bamboo garden

Rudra heard a soft poem in a pitiful voice, someone suggested, “Rudra, help me…” He followed the words and moved towards the bamboo garden. What he saw there stunned him.

What he saw in his mind, what he felt in his mind

A girl, in a white saree, shivering in the rain. Her face was like smoke, unreal like a dream! Rudra asked in surprise, “Who are you?”

The girl was silent for a while, “My name is Nandini… I used to be this good, many years ago…”

The disclosure of the citizen

Rudra thought he had revealed this name, but what? He remembered his grandfather’s story. Nandini was a legitimate girl who had lost this good many years ago. If someone found her, her story could still be told.

Rudra was shocked! Is she really talking to a spirit from the past?

The end

was coming easily, but the heartbeat of the room came out. Nandini Kol smiled, then said, “Thank you, Rudra, I am Mukti…”

He didn’t mean it by saying this, he never was. Rudra was left alone, his body was shaking, but a strange peace of mind prevailed.

Conclusion

He can discuss reality from now on, nothing can be explained without stopping. That night of drinking opened a new path in him. Did he really talk to a soul from the past, just an imagination? The answer is only Rudra…

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