Kaali Billi Ka Badla – Ek Shraapit Horror Kahani Jo Aapka Khoon Jama Degi
Kaali Billi Ka Badla" ek ultra horror kahani hai jo Bhairavpur gaon mein ghatit ek shraapit aurat ki atma ke badle ki dastaan hai. Roman Urdu mein likhi gayi yeh kahani aapko ek aise safar par le jaayegi jahan andhkaar, laal aankhon wali billi, aur ek purani bad-dua har pal aapka peecha karegi. Sirf himmatwale hi is kahani ko raat mein padh paayenge.
Bansraiya Jadoo Tona Wala Gaon jahan saaye ulta chalte hain
Bansraiya gaon tak pahuchne ke liye mujhe ek ghante ka jungle paar karna pada. Ek guide mila—Suresh naam tha. Usne bola, "Main andar tak nahi jaaunga. Mandir se pehle hi chhod dunga." Maine poocha kyun? Bola, "Wahan kuch hai. Main nahi jaata. Mere chacha gaya tha. Wapas aaya, lekin bolna band kar diya. Aankhen khuli rehti thi, zubaan sil gayi jaise."
Zinda Laashon Ka Bangla
Main ek journalist hoon, aur investigative reports karta hoon. 2022 ke December mein ek anonymous tip aayi — ek bungalow jahan pe 27 murder ho chuke hain sirf 27 din mein. Har raat ek naya laash milta hai, aur har subah police case close kar deti hai keh ke “Accidental death.” Mujhe laga yeh koi choti moti scam hogi. Par jab main wahan gaya, toh meri rooh tak tharr gayi.
Shraapit Gudiya Uski Muskurahat Mein Chhupi Thi Maut
Mere dada ka purana haweli jaise ghar tha, bade bade kamre, purani deewar, aur har kone mein itna sannata ke raat ko saans ki awaaz bhi darati thi. Jab main pahucha toh sab log thoda hairan hue, kyunki main bina kisi ko bataye achanak chala gaya tha. Dadi ne pyaar se gale lagaya, lekin unki aankhon mein ek chhupi si bechaini thi jo pehle kabhi nahi dekhi thi.
Andhere Mein Chhupi Woh Train B13 Seat 66
Jab station par pahuncha, to raat ke kareeb 11 baj rahe the. Platform almost khaali tha, sirf kuch log baithe the jo lagbhag bas chup chap apna saman pakde baithe the. Puri platform par ek ajeeb si thandak thi, na jaane kyu. Ticket kharidne ke liye jab counter gaya to wahan ek ajeeb sa budha aadmi baitha tha. Uske chehre par jhurriyaan to thi hi, lekin aankhon mein ek ajeeb chamak thi
Lift jo kabhi manzil par nahi rukti
Yeh sab kuch ek purani government building mein hua tha, jahan main new contractor ke taur par gaya tha. Purani, peeli si deewar, chhilte hue paint, hawa mein seelan aur kuch ajeeb si boo. Building 7 manzilon ki thi, par sirf 6th floor tak use hoti thi. Kehte the 7th floor band hai... par kyun, koi nahi jaanta tha.
Jungle ke Andheron Mein छुपा Shraapit Ped jo Har Uske Paas Jaane Wale ki Rooh Nigalta Hai
Yeh kahani ek gaon ke paas ke shraapit jungle ke beech ke kaale, sookhe ped ki hai jahan log laut ke nahi aate. Teen dost us ped ko dekhne ke liye jungle ke andar jaate hain aur wahan ek ajeeb saya, zameen se nikalti laashen aur ped ki zinda lagti shaakhein unhe ghayal kar deti hain. Aamir ko ped ki jadon ne kheench ke nigal liya
Ek Photo, Ek Aankh… Aur Khatam Sab Kuch
Sab kuch shuru hua us raat jab maine khud ko ek band kamre mein paya. Koi khidki nahi thi, koi darwaza bhi nahi… Lekin mujhe yaad tha… main to sirf Saanjhpur gaya tha — ek chhota sa gaon, jahan log kehte the ki koi aur saans leta hai unke beech mein. Mujhe yaad hai maine sirf ek photo kheechi thi, ek purani aurat ki, jo mandir ke peeche baithe ro rahi thi.
Lost in the Haunted Maze: The True Story of a Boy Who Never Returned – Bhool Bhulaiya Horror Tale
It all happened in 2019. I had gone to my village, in a remote part of Madhya Pradesh, a place whose name people don’t even remember anymore. There’s an old mansion there, which everyone calls the "Bhool Bhulaiya" — the maze. People say those who pass through it never come back. But we were young... we found thrill in fear.
Qutubganj Ka Shraapit Kabristan Rehan Ki Sachi Horror Kahani | Sarkata Wali Raat
Teen saal pehle, Ramzan ke din the. Raat mein sehri ke baad main apne dost Danish ke ghar se laut raha tha. Har din ki tarah rickshaw pakadta, lekin us din koi bhi rickshaw waala Qutubganj ke purane kabristan ke sarkate se le jaane ko tayyar nahi tha.
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