The ghost story of the pair beel

The ghost story of the pair beel.

The truth I heard is a spooky incident. I heard it from my uncle. Uncle was a man from East Bengal. Uncle's grew up in Dinajpur. Now maybe everything has changed according to the rules of the age. But even at the time I was talking about, the light did not come to the village. By 6 pm, the villagers would enter their homes. And after a while he would eat dinner and go to bed. At 9 o'clock in the night the uncle's village was absolutely silent. There was no sound except the squeaking of the crickets. Uncle's age was then only 12. I have always seen my uncle in a very dakabuko style. He was not afraid of anything. Others were terrified when the ghost heard Petney's name. Uncle was their exception. At the age of twelve, walking around the crematorium and seeing the cremation was a small thing for him. My great uncle's father could not correct his son even after killing him a lot. At one point he also gave up. My uncle's mother died within a year of my uncle's birth. Uncle's own sister raised uncle. Uncle was 10 years and 8 months old when Didi got married. After Didi left, there was no one in the house to rule her uncle. Uncle's dasypana continued to grow with the palla. Crematorium, haunted house, cemetery were all uncle's playground. Uncle's father saw all this and said, "One day your education will be in the hands of ghosts in those places." Uncle used to smile mischievously and say in his mind "there is no such thing as a ghost". Now come to the real story. Uncle was over twelve then. Then the rainy season in Bangladesh. The canal beel pond dighi is full of water. The arrow called in the river Padma. Uncle's friends all go to see the arrow of the river Padma. The uncle further said that on the way back, fishing will be done in the pond of Jorabil. All the friends were stunned to hear the name Jorabile. There are some stories in the village of uncles named Jorabil
Was. Someone used to say that the uncircumcised live there. Some people said that if they go there, no one will come back. However, there was no one in the uncle's village who had ever visited Jorabil and witnessed the real incident. My great uncle used to say that Kalu was the abode of robbers many centuries ago. Anyone who passed by would be robbed of everything and would be drowned in the canal. One day an old woman was returning with her crippled husband. In front of the old woman, the black robber drowned her husband in the canal. The old woman then cursed Kalu, aiming at the robber, "You too will die in an accident like this one day, even if you die, your soul will not find peace." A few days later, the black robber actually drowned. Many say she committed suicide out of remorse, while others say the old woman's curse was literally the result. Uncle Labahulya went there alone. The sky was fairly clear when Uncle reached Jorabil. Even if there is no sun, there is a glimmer of light. Today it seems that it will not rain anymore. There is a haunted house near Jorabil canal. It is five hundred years old. Although there is nothing left of the house. The walls have collapsed, the plaster has fallen off. In places, bot ashvattha trees have climbed the walls. This is where Kalu used to be a robber. The ghostly impression on the house is very clear. There is no human being anywhere. Somewhere a Dahuk called. No one really knows what happened. However, none of his uncle's friends agreed to his proposal. Which was somehow inevitable. On the way back, seeing the arrow of Padma, uncle somehow forced himself to go to Jorabil. Uncle's body became a little creepy. The rod was with the uncle, and with the ant's eggs, as a fishing bait. Uncle dropped the rod and sat down. After sitting for a while, my uncle caught fishing due to mosquito bites. Mosquitoes are not like birds. Too big. A lot of time has passed. On the way, the light in the sky was gradually turning gray. There are thick clouds in the west corner. It looks like it's going to rain very hard. Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the distance, startling my uncle. Two or three drops of rain began to fall. It started raining hard and there was a gust of wind. Uncle hurried to the neighborhood. By the time the uncle reached the house, the uncle was completely wet. He took off the towel from his waist and began to wipe his uncle's body well. From this time uncle started to see the house better. The house is filled with spider mites. Who can say how long after that someone's foot fell here. The place where uncle is standing is a verandah. Adjacent to the two pellai house. The roof of one house is almost non-existent, and the roof of another house is relatively intact. Uncle decided to go and stand there because the rain was soaking his uncle in the wind. Uncle was about to enter the house when suddenly it seemed as if someone was standing at the west end of the verandah. Uncle looked well and saw a banana leaf shining wet in the rain. Laughing at himself, the uncle entered the room. A terrible smell in the house. The smell of dead rats, gunpowder and earthenware is a lot like that. The rain stopped today. Then if the arrow shouts in the river Padma then it is a great danger. Last time there was a lot of damage in the village on the banks of the river Padma. Defeat this time and if something like that happens. You have to look at a high place. If so, you have to go up to the roof. Padma left the house and started looking for a way to the roof. As soon as one turn on the verandah, the scene again, someone is standing. Uncle rubbed his eyes well and saw that there was really someone standing there. It looks like an old woman. She is wearing a white sari. Who is this? He also seems to be stuck in the rain. When he went to his uncle, he entered a room. Uncle and entered the back room. But the house is empty. No one is anywhere. Suddenly Grandpa turned around and saw the woman standing right behind Grandpa. The old woman's eyes are shining like a fireplace. His feet are not on the ground. Uncle is not mistaken to understand that today the meeting is standing in front of death. That incorporeal anger began to blow. A voice came before Uncle understood anything. The sound of laughter. Male voice. At the same time, his words were heard: "Today, after many decades, I will cool my heart by killing people." And with a hearty laugh. Suddenly the uncle in front of the uncle threw the uncle into the air. Uncle lost consciousness, only to hear a woman's voice say, "You can never do that without me." When uncle regained consciousness, uncle was in bed, in his own room. Dad in front, friends are all crowded. Uncle had a high fever for a few nights. When the uncle recovered, he heard from his friends that they all came and told him to go to his grandfather's house. Everyone goes out to find their uncle. When everyone came and stood in front of Jorabil, it was evening. It's raining. Suddenly everyone looks back at the sound of something being read and uncle's unconscious body is behind. At night my uncle's fever got worse. Uncle's mouth made a loud noise due to fever. Sometimes uncle says "I will not leave anyone, I will kill everyone" and sometimes he says "I will save everyone, you can't harm anyone". Over time the uncle recovered. One day, many days after the incident, the uncle was sitting at the door of the house, in the evening he had just come down. Suddenly the uncle turned around and saw the woman. Today his eyes are no longer burning, a smile of peace on his face. The big magician opened his mouth. After a while he disappeared again.