The Inconspicuous Inhabitant: A Frequenting on the Banks of the Buriganga

The Buriganga Waterway, cutting through the heart of Ancient Dhaka, holds more than fair history in its profundities. Along its banks, stories linger—dark, whispered stories that unsettle indeed the elderly who have lived there all their lives. They do not talk of these stories straightforwardly, but in the event that you inquire them to sit by the stream at nightfall, they'll unobtrusively decay.

It all started amid the rainstorm of 1971, in the midst of the chaos of the Freedom War. A lady named Nasima Begum, as of late widowed, was last seen strolling toward the waterway in a doused white sari. Witnesses claimed she saw her spouse executed by collaborators. That night, she vanished into the sloppy waters, never to be seen once more.

Since at that point, local people say, each storm season, a white-clad lady shows up close to the banks, standing still, covered up by damp hair. No one approaches her. The courageous who attempted, allegedly blacked out or fell wiped out for days. Over a long time, her story got to be a phantom story told to panic children—but the fear it mixes in older folks is genuine. In July 2023, a 75-year-old man named Mohammad Hashem, a cynic, sneered at the legend. “Ghosts do not exist. These are sleep time myths,” he told a gathering at the mosque. That same morning, after Fajr prayers, Hashem went for a walk close to the waterway, as he continuously did. At 6:30 a.m., his body was found beneath the Buriganga Bridge. His eyes were wide open, his confront solidified in stun. What surprised specialists were the profound claw-like marks on his cleared out lower arm. Not from a creature, not from a fall—too clean, as well consider. The post-mortem examination recorded “unexplained trauma” as the cause of passing.

The media scarcely secured it, chalking it up to an ancient age. But within the back streets of Lalbagh, whispers started. A few neighbors detailed hearing a lady crying close the water that night. A rickshaw-puller claimed he saw a woman in white gazing into the stream some time recently blurring into the fog.

Journalist Anwar Hossain had already compiled private certificates from seniors in 2019. He interviewed 10 seniors between the ages of 70 and 85. Seven of them admitted to seeing "white women of hope" at least once. Some called them by the name "Nashima Apa." Strangely, no one remembers who gave this name first.

The Anwars report was not published. Two months later, he died of a sudden heart attack. However, his notes remain in the old box and are now in the hands of his grandson. In an entry dated July 7, 2019, he wrote:

"These people are not crazy. Shake their voices when they talk about her. They don't tell ghost stories. You explain trauma. "

. I believe that Nasima's spirit is still searching for a son who was lost during the war.

Religious scholars are shared. He also warned that skepticism does not protect him from the invisible.

After his son, Hashem laughed on the night before his death, saying, "I will walk through Briganga at dawn. This spirit dares to see itself." His body was discovered just a few hours later.

Oddly enough, Hashem's mobile phone, restored by the police, was automatically saved this morning. It follows the weak breath of the whisper:

"...Who is there? You should be dead...She told her neighbor:

Since then, the elderly have become quiet around the river. Even those who made fun of the old stories will no longer go to the bank after dusk. The retired doctor blocks and warns Maghriv's goals. "It stays inside in the rain. That's coming. "

In all monsoons, mist hangs along the Briganga. If you feel that your cold hands brush your shoulders, don't run. Please leave quietly. Pretend you haven't seen anything. Imagine you couldn't believe it.

But always remember:

She is still looking.