Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili.

Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili!

Hey friends! Is nayi Series ki kahani mein aap sabka khushaamdeed. Is story ka name hai – “Family Photo Album” Ye Horror Story hai. Agar aapko Horror Kahaniya, Moral Stories ya Bedtime Stories padhne ka shauk hai, toh is kahani ko poora zaroor padhein.

Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili!

Meri maa mujhe kabhi bhi family ki tasveer ki albums dekhne nahi deti thin. Mein kabhi nahi samjha kyun. Jab bhi mein ne poocha, toh woh mujhe kehti thin keh yeh purani aur nazuk hain, aur agar hum inko shelf se utaar lein toh toot jayengi. Woh itni oonchi thi keh mein bachpan mein kabhi bhi chair par khare ho kar bhi inko nahi pohanch sakta tha, mein ne bohat dafa try bhi kiya. Magar meri maa hamesha mujhse gussa hoti thin, mujhe daantti thin keh mein uski baat na sunein aur itni nakaraatmak na bano. Main ne phir dhire dhire inko bhool hi gaya, jab tak keh aik mahine pehle yeh sab dubara yaad aya.

Mein apni chuttiyon mein apni maa ke paas gaya tha, woh aaj kal sehat mein pareshani mein thin, is liye mein jitni baar mil sakta tha milta tha. Is dafa, woh alag lag rahi thin. Na sirf jismani, balkay jazbaati taur par bhi. Woh kisi cheez se pareshan aur bechain lag rahi thin. Mein ne usse iske baray mein poocha, lekin woh bas mujhse kehti rahi keh woh theek hain aur mein woh sab imagination kar raha hoon. Lekin mujhe pata tha keh kuch toh masla hai. Mein apni maa ke paas chuttiyon mein doosre dino aik text message aaya, mere purane dost the, woh milne ke liye keh rahe thay. Mein ne razi ho gaya aur hum agle shaam local pub mein khana khane mil gaye. Jab mein ghar aaya, toh meri maa couch par so gayi thin. Aur wahan par thi, coffee table par. Tasveer ki album.

Mein janta tha keh woh isko dekhne ki ijaazat nahi deti. Lekin kyun na dekho? Mein ne dheere se coffee table ke paas ja kar album ko hataye bina usko khol diya. Yeh aam lag rahi thi. Ma ke bhai behnon ki tasveerein jab woh bachay thay, aur meri dadi dada ki tasveerein. Chuttiyon par, Christmas par, paidaish din par, jahan chaho wahan. Mein ne kabhi samjha nahi keh ma ne mujhse isko kyun chhupaya tha. Jab takke mein ne woh tasveer dekhi jo mere zindagi ko badal diya.

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Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili!

Yeh khas tasveer mujhe surprise kar gayi, kyun keh woh itni ajeeb aur anokhi thi. Isne meri kamar par goosebumps kar diye. Yeh album ki sab se purani tasveer thi, taarikh 1945 ki. Black and white thi, aap samajh sakte hain. Aur iss mein mera dada aik teenager ke taur par aik bachay ko god mein liye hain. Yeh bacha tha jo meri nazar mein kabhi nahi aaya. Mein bache se nafrat nahi karta; haqiqatan mein mein bachon ke sath achay se guzarta hoon.

Lekin yeh bacha alag tha. Yeh aik bachay ki tarah nahi lag raha tha. Uski lambai aur chaudi thi, lekin uska chehra. Khuda, uska chehra. Jaise agar aapne aik buzurg aurat ka chehra ek bachay ke sar par lagaya ho. Uski jild latak rahi thi aur ajeeb sa tha, uski aankhen chhoti aur siyah thin. Aur uske poore daant thay. Bade, baray daant. Mein isko nazar andaz nahi kar sakta tha, mujhe iska pata lagana tha.

Maine faisla kiya keh apne dada dadi se mil kar unse iss bachay ke baray mein puchta hoon. Woh ek retirement home mein rehte hain, mere ma ke ghar ke nazdeek. Main ne agle subah wahan paidal chala gaya. Mein ne apni ma ko nahi bataya keh mein ne album dekha tha, maine sirf yeh kaha keh mujhe kuch dino se dada dadi se milna tha. Jab mein wahan pohncha, toh maine register mein naam likhwaya aur head carer se darkhwast ki keh mein apne dada dadi se kuch private baat kar sakoon. Woh humain aik bekar kamre mein le gaye. Mein pareshan tha, lekin kuch arsay se soch raha tha keh is masle ko kaise hal karun. Sab se pehle, mein ne unse kuch chhote se baat chit ki, keh yeh tameez se ho aur mein zabardasti nahi lagta. Phir maine poocha.

Kya aapke aur kisi behn beti hain? Main ne apne dada se poocha. Shayad aik beti?

Usne mujhe shak se dekha. Kyun? usne mujhse yeh sawal kiya. Mujhe nazar aaya keh yeh sawal usko pareshan kiya tha.

Kal mujhe aik tasveer mili, aap aur aik bachay ki, 1945 mein. Aap 16 saal ke honge. Bachay ke jism mein kuch ajeeb bimari lagti hai-

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Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili!

Usne mujhe kat diya. Hum iske baray mein baat nahi karenge! usne tez awaz mein kaha.

Yeh mujhe hairat mein daal diya aur mujhe aur bhi zyada jazbaat mein daal diya ke main iss tasveer mein ki chhoti si larki kaun hai. Main ne faisla kiya ke is maamle ko mazeed explore nahi karun, kyun ke main apne dada-dadi ko pareshan nahi karna chahta tha. Hum ne kuch aur choti baatein ki, phir main ne apni cheezen ikhatta ki aur chala gaya, pehle se zyada uljhan mein.

Maine apni maa ke ghar par baqi kuch din guzar diye, sochta hua ke main is ajeeb aur pareshan kar dene wali tasveer aur uss mein dikhayi dene wali larki ke baare mein jawab kaise hasil kar sakta hoon. Tasveer ke bare mein maa se poochne ka khayal mujhe dara deta tha, kyun ke mujhe pata tha ke woh hamesha ke liye mujhe maaf nahi karengi, hamari ek hi qaid toot jaane par. Lekin maine usse pucha ke dada-dadi ke pehle wale ghar ke bare mein kya hua – jab woh care home chale gaye.

Woh ghar hamari family mein pehle se thi. Meri maa ne wahan par apni zindagi guzari, aur mere dada-dadi, aur unke dada-dadi bhi. Usne mujhe bataya ke mere dada-dadi ab bhi uss ghar ke malik hain, lekin wahan koi nahi rehta. Woh khali aur bekaar khara tha. Mujhe yeh baat mujhe aur zyada hairaan kiya, kyun ke maine samjha ke woh ghar is palat kuche hue aur ajeeb puzzle ke liye kuch clue rakhta hoga. Main jaanta tha ke bina apne dada-dadi se pooche wahan jaa kar explore karna galat hai, lekin maine jaanta tha ke woh mana kar denge. Isi liye maine faisla kiya ke main yeh karunga. Main wahan ghus kar jawab talash karunga.

Maine faisla kiya ke yeh kaam karne ka behtareen waqt woh tha jab main apne sheher laut raha tha – kyun ke ghar wohi taraf tha, lekin mere maa ke sheher ke nazdeek tha, isse mujhe apne ghar jaane aur phir wapas aane ka waqt bachta. Main ne Sunday ko, dopahar ke kareeb nikalna shuru kiya. Phir, Main apni maa ko alwida kiss kiya, apne aur apne dada-dadi ke bharose ko dhoka dene ke liye apne aap ko gunahgaar mehsoos kiya. Main car mein baitha aur sheher se nikal gaya, jaise ke main ghar ja raha hoon. Lekin motorway par murne ki bajaye, maine apne sheher ke qareeb ek gaon mein murna shuru kiya, sheher ke rural kinaaron par. Main jaanta tha ke ghar kahan tha, kyun ke jab main chhota tha to mere dada-dadi wahan rehte the.

Ghar mein halat theek thak the, siwaye kharab se rakhe hue bagh ke aur plaster ki diwarein par choti-moti chhitein ke. Main apni car se utra aur neeche ke khirki se jhaanka. Ghar khali tha, jaise ke maine expect kiya tha. Main samne ke darwaze tak gaya. Woh to band tha, lekin maine kuch baar poori taqat se dhakka diya aur woh khul gaya. Pehli cheez jo mujhe mehsoos hui, woh bui ki badbu thi. Yeh ek farangi aur buzdaar bui ki badbu thi.

Jaise ke sabziyan galne wale, purane jooton ki chhapal ka polish mix. Ghar thanda tha; asal mein, woh bahar se zyada thanda lag raha tha. Main ne daryaaft se kadam rakha, waise bhi mujhe maloom tha ke koi alarm system nahi tha. Diwarein phoolon se bhari hui thin, jo ab hasi mein dikh rahi thi. Yeh palat kuch guzishta samay mein chala gaya hua tha. Khaane ki jagah ki diwaron par mohri lagi thi, aur andar jaane wale darwaze ke saath ek almirah bhi thi.

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Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili!

Maine andar dekha aur ek dabba nikala. Jazbati ho kar, maine dabba nikala, jisse mera chehra dhool udhane lagi aur maine chhink maari. Maine daba ko carpet par rakh diya aur usse kholne ke liye jhuk gaya. Andar ek choti si larki ke liye mawaad tha. Ek guriya, kuch mani aur dor, aur ek fairy tales ki kitaab. Yeh mere liye ek bada breakthrough tha, is liye maine daba ko apni car ki dikki mein rakh diya aur phir ghar ke andar wapas gaya.

Main kitchen aur living room ke raaste mein chal ke hallway mein dakhil hua. Diwar ke daayein taraf stairs thay, aur bayein taraf corridor tha, jiska aik darwaza akhri mein tha. Socha dekhoon kya hai. Mere dukh ke liye, wahan sirf aik chota sa bathroom tha, jismein toilet aur sink thay. Main upper floor ki taraf barta. Upper floor ke landing se char darwazay thay, dono sides mein do-do aur beech ki dewaar pe bhi aik darwaza tha. Main ne pehle daayein taraf ke kamron ko dekhne ka faisla kiya. Pehla kamra chota sa bathroom tha, jismein bathtub aur sink thay.

Dusra kamra aisa chota tha ke sirf toilet hi tha. Ye purane British gharo mein aam trend hai. Hallway ke bayein taraf, do bedrooms thay. Aik master bedroom, jismein beech mein mattress ke bina sad-looking bed frame tha. Dusra ek khali secondary bedroom tha, jismein halki sabz dewaarein thi. Ab sirf hallway ke akhri darwaza bacha tha. Main ne usse khol diya, aur ek aur bedroom ki umeed thi.

Mujhe hairat hui jab maine dekha ke wahan attic ki taraf janay wali stairs thay. Wo tang, diwari stairway purani aur badsoorat lag rahi thi. Koi paint ya wallpaper nahi tha, sirf khule hue brick the. Stairs lakri ke thay aur lachakdar nazar aarahe thay. Main yakeen nahi kar raha tha ke main ispe chadhoon ya nahi. Lekin main jaanta tha ke agar main nahi chadhta to mujhe iske bare mein hamesha sochna parta. Main ne apna pehla qadam pehli step pe rakha, dheere se apna wazan uspar shift kiya. Step rusty old door hinge ki tarah cheekh uthi.

Main halka phulka chadha, apne haath diwaron pe rakha. Attic baqi ghar se khali aur usse bhi zyada sardi thi. Aisa lag raha tha ke woh thand se jam gaya hai. Main ne kamre mein ghumna shuru kiya, diwarein dekhte hue aur yaqeen karne ki koshish karte hue ke kuch nahi chhoda gaya. Aur, Main ne faisla kiya ke aur kuch nahi dekhna aur ab ghar jaana chahiye. Main ne stairway se wapas jaane ka irada kiya jab maine suna. Gehri, goonjti awaz thi. Aisa lag raha tha jaise diwar mein koi janwar phas gaya ho. Mujhe uss par raham aaya aur mujhe laga ke mujhe kuch karna chahiye. Main kamre ke beech mein chala gaya aur wahan ruk gaya, awaaz ke aane ki kisi ishara ke liye sunte hue.

Main ne phir suna. Aisa lag raha tha ke awaaz zameen se aa rahi hai. Main ne zameen par let kar kaan ko thanda, sardar floorboards pe dabaya. Main ne dheere se sans ki awaz suni. Wo daba hua aur saans lene wala awaz thi. Jaise ke jo bhi wahan phasa hua tha woh asthma attack se guzar raha ho. Aur, Main apni car mein bhaaga aur local DIY store gaya aur ek hatchet khareedne ke liye gaya. Main ne jo kuch karne wala tha uss ke liye apne dada dadi ke ghar ke liye afsos bhara hua tha, lekin main bas aise hi uss janwar ko wahan marne nahi de sakta tha.

Main ghar wapas gaya aur hatchet ke saath attic ki taraf chala gaya. Phir, Main ne floorboards ko dekha jabke mera dil ruswayi aur gandagi se bhara hua tha, phir maine hatchet ko swing kiya aur lakri ke floorboards mein chura kar diya. Lakri bari zor se cheekh uthi. Main ne board ko itna kat diya ke woh harkat mein aa gaya. Phir, Main ne wooden slat ko side pe rakh diya aur apne phone ki flashlight ko on kiya. Main ne tez roshni ko uss hole mein dala. Wahan ek tang crawlspace tha, jo ke dust aur cobwebs se bhara hua tha. Lekin maine koi janwar nahi dekha. Woh budbuwari boo jo mujhe ghar mein daakhil hote hi lag gayi thi, woh kaafi karwati thi. Main ne kuch awaazein nikalne ki koshish ki taake agar koi janwar wahan chhupa hua ho to woh mere paas aaye.

To phir maine ek khiskis ki awaz suni. Jaise crawlspace ke andar kuch chal raha ho. Kuch aisa jo clearly wahaan par kafi jagah nahin tha. Mujhe isse hairat hui, kyun ke maine socha tha ke yeh kuch chota sa hai, jaise ek chuha ya ek hedgehog. Lekin yeh kuch bara tha, kuch aisa jo crawlspace mein dab gaya tha aur wahan chalne mein mushkil ho raha tha. Ek floorboard hatane se bani ek hole mein meri gardan daal kar nazdeek se dekhne ke liye kafi bari nahin thi. Isliye main uthkar doosre board ko hatane ke liye apni hatchet uthaya. Yeh ek dum aasani se nikla, kyun ke mujhe haath dal kar ise upar uthane ka space mil gaya tha. Main ne apna sar us aangan mein daala. Wo cheez jo maine dekha, wo kabhi mujhse nahi bhulegi.

Wahan, crawlspace ke konay mein, woh sab se bura aur ganda janwar tha jo maine kabhi dekha tha. Uske jism ki tarah insani flesh tha jo uske gadde jaisi body ke charon taraf latakta tha. Jaise ke woh aise skin pehna hua tha jo uske liye bahut bari thi. Uski bejaan, khaali siyah aankhen mujh par wapis tak rahi thi jaise ke main hamesha ke andhere mein dekh raha hoon. Yeh almost insani lag raha tha. Uske haath aur paon the, jinke nakhun aise the jaise ke infectious, rangin spiral se ghire hue thay. Usne apna munh khol ke dikhaya jo ke sab se kharab aur gande dant the jo maine kabhi dekhe thay.

Un mein se kai the, jo uske munh ke andar aage jaate jaate decay kar rahe thay. Main bhaagna chahta tha, lekin main apna jism nahi hila sakta tha. Phir, Main shock aur disgust ke beech mein num ho gaya tha. Cheez ne mujhe dekha, ek apne latakne wale aur gaddar haathon mein se ek ko bahar badhane ki koshish karte hue. Jaise ke woh chahta tha ke main uski madad karoon. Jaise ke use wahan nahi rehna tha. Uski aankhen almost udas lag rahi thi. Main utha aur faisla kiya ke kisi ko bulaoon. Main ne police ko bulaya. Mujhe aur kuch karne ka pata nahi tha.

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Police das minute baad pohanchi. Maine unhe cheez ko dikhaya, crawlspace ke andar dhakel gayi. Unhone mujh se kaha ke main chala jao. Main ne unse guzarish ki ke woh mujhe update rakhein, lekin unhon ne jawab nahi diya. Aur, Main dar se kaanp raha tha aur bilkul herani mein tha, isliye main apne ghar laut gaya. Main nahi janta tha ke mujhe apni dadi-dada ya maa ko bulana chahiye, ya yeh sab chhor doon. Kya unhe is bare mein pata tha?

Maine apne aap ko kuch hafton tak sab se door rakha. Main kaam nahi ja sakta tha aur aksar khana nahi kha sakta tha. Main bohat patla ho gaya tha aur mera baal lamba aur ujaar gaya tha. Aur, Main ne socha ke isko khatam karna hoga. Main apni car mein baith kar apni maa ke ghar gaya. Main darwaze par knock kiya. Darwaza khula, lekin meri maa wahin khari nahi thi. Darwaze ke samne ek young man tha, mujh se takriban meri umar ka.

Tum kaun ho? maine poocha.

Tum kaun ho? usne poocha. Aur tum meri darwaze par knock kyun kar rahe ho?

Yeh meri maa ki ghar hai, maine hairan hokar kaha.

Toh, usne kaha, agar main tumhara bhai nahi hoon, toh tumhare paas galat ghar hai. Main ek hafta pehle yahan shift hua hoon.

Main seedhe apni car ki taraf bhaga. Is waqt main tootne ke qareeb tha. Kya chal raha tha? Main apne dada-dadi ke retirement home ki taraf bhaaga, speed limits ko ignore karte hue. Main darwaze tak daud kar andar ghus gaya aur reception ke desk ki taraf bhaaga.

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Meri Family Photo Album Mein Aik Pareshani Bhari Tasveer Mili!

Mujhe Janet aur Frederick Worth se milna hai, abhi, maine dawat di.

Receptionist ne mujhe herani se dekha.

Kya tumne nahi suna? usne poocha.

Mr. Worth ko do hafton pehle arrest kiya gaya tha, uske behen ke bandook aur zulm ke liye.

Khatam!!

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