A Horror Romance Comedy story in which a group of five friends discovered a haunted house on their way to their destination.
The story is in Hindi...
This story is written by Min Sugar and Min Sogeum...
Our grammar is not pretty good
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We used our brain too much yesterday to come up with a nice idea. You'll will find it hilarious but we literally drew the whole mansion map. 😂😂
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Now back to the Story...
Dolly opened her eyes and felt disappointed seeing that she was still in the same small room. The same room filled with thick old books and nowhere to go out. There was nothing in her wrist. Was this all just a dream?
She looked back at the wall where she had found a door to step outside there was nothing.
Dolly felt like screaming out loud to ask for help but she knew it was of no actual use since the place was a complete maze and mystery. No matter what she does. There won't be any way out.
Meanwhile...
Cherry- Nikhil beta... Shaant
Nikhil- Tera beta nahi hu me. Mummy meri sundar ha.
Nikhil said annoyingly slowly standing up trying to fight back his fear from darkness.
Cherry- Hatt Darpook admi.
Nikhil- Teri-
Cherry- Aunty bunty santy Jo nahi nikala bahar yaha uski maa...
Cherry and Nikhil ran out of the room racing between themselves.
Back to Dolly...
Dolly tiredly looked out when her hand unknowingly landed on an old notebook... A diary?
She slowly cleared the cover dust with her palm to see the heading.
A Gift for Namya, जन्म दिन की शुभकामनाये बेटी नम्या
Dolly- Acha hua mene hindi ko English ki tarah nahi padha tha..
Dolly sighed in relief and started reading further...
24 February 2010
यह डायरी मेरे सौतेले पिता ने मुझे उपहार में दी है। लेकिन, मुझे नहीं लगता कि वह मेरे सौतेले पिता हैं। वह मेरे साथ अपनी सगी बेटी की तरह अच्छा व्यवहार करते हैं और मैं हमेशा इसकी सराहना करती हूँ।
मेरे पिता की मृत्यु के बाद हमारी सुरक्षा के लिए मेरी माँ ने बहुत मेहनत की है, मैं सिर्फ़ 4 साल की था इसलिए मुझे उनसे ज़्यादा लगाव नहीं था। कभी-कभी मुझे आश्चर्य होता था किउसकी मौत का असली कारण क्या था? मेरी माँ ने मेरे बहुत पूछने पर भी इस बारे में एक शब्द भी नहीं कहा।
अगर मैं सच कहूं तो, हमारे जीवन में इतनी सारी समस्याओं के बाद मुझे यहां घर जैसा महसूस होता है। रामगांव में स्थानांतरित होना सबसे अच्छा निर्णय था।मेरे पिता को मरे हुए तीन साल हो गए हैं। और आज मैं और मेरी माँ उनकी आत्मा की शांति की कामना करने मंदिर जा रहे हैं।
Dolly paused seeing a sketch which looked like it was made by a kid. Yet the drawing was so nice. A Father patting a kid's head with a warm smile.
It only made her more curious to see what happened further.
--------------10 February 2000----------------
Namya was trying to fix her hairs looking at the dressing table mirror. Her mom was busy with wearing the sari perfectly.
"अरेआपकितनासमयलगारहीहैंनाम्याबेटा?"
"मेरे बाल बाँध दो माँ"
"अति हू दो मिनट में बेटा-"
"छोड़ो, मैं कर देता हूँ तुम तैयार हो.."
Her step father, Raghav Tripathi. Said from behind dressed up well in traditional attire.
