Today I am going to tell you the story that happened to my husband. The incident happened ten years ago. We were both university students then. We were not married then, but we were in a relationship. Whatever happened to him, he used to share with me. About 90% of the students of government, universities in our country do private tuition for their pocket money. My husband was also tutoring at that time. He gave private tuition to a small boy whose house was in an area of Dhaka city where there was a canal. People were constructing buildings by filling various parts of that canal. There was also a crematorium next to the canal. The canal and crematorium area was rumored to be haunted. Many people from that area also shared their ghostly experiences in our various local ghost shows.
When my husband started teaching that boy their house was under construction. One afternoon when he was teaching the boy, the boy said something to him. The boy told him that the land on which their house was being built was a part of the crematorium. As soon as he heard this, my husband started to feel uncomfortable.
Since he was a student at that time, he could not go to teach the boy at the same time every day. Some days he would go to teach in the evening. Or it would be late at night. He often told me that when he went to teach the boy at night, he would get a strange feeling as soon as he entered the area. In the evening, the area was tranquil. Passing by the canal and entering an alley, there was that boy's house. But there was only one house on that street. And next to it was a big cremation ground. Those boys were three brothers and he was the youngest. One day at ten o'clock at night my husband went to teach the boy. While entering the main door of the house, my husband met the boy's elder brother. And that man left the house in front of my husband through the door. Then my husband rang the bell and the boy opened the door. My husband was surprised to enter the flat. Entering through the gate was the dining room where he saw the man who had just left the house sitting there and eating dinner. My husband was horrified. He started thinking, 'What am I looking at? If he is sitting here, then who did I see outside? '
And one day the boy said to him, 'Yesterday an incident happened in our house. ' My husband asked, 'What happened? ' Then the boy started saying, 'Yesterday night when the guard went up to the fifth floor to close the roof door, he saw that my brother was sitting on the stairs in front of the roof door and swinging his legs. The guard asked him to go downstairs to find his smile and gaze unusually. But my brother says he won't go down and starts laughing loudly. The doorman got scared and came down. Then he took all of us to the roof to see what my brother was doing. We all looked up and saw my brother's eyes unusually large and bright red. He was laughing out loud in a very strange way. We all requested him to go down. But denied it and started behaving so strangely that I started to get scared. It seemed to me he was possessed by something. Everyone asked me to go back home seeing that I was scared. When I came down and entered the apartment, I saw my brother sitting in the room. When he saw me, he asked, 'What happened, where is everyone? ' I screamed in fear. Then I realized that this is my brother, the one sitting on the roof is not my brother. So I told him everything. We thought if we don't get everyone out of there that thing can do them some harm. But one of the two of us could not dare to uproot in fear. So we shouted from below and told them to come back. When everyone saw that brother was sitting in front of them, but his voice was heard from below, they realized that something unusual must be happening there. And the behavior of the person sitting in front is not normal. Then they all came down. When they came down, they were surprised to see brother and realized that the man sitting on the roof had the same appearance, but he was not brother. Everyone was sure that it was something paranormal.
Hearing this incident, my husband thought that something like this had happened to him too. He also saw the man double. To ensure he saw the same man double, my husband showed a picture of that man hanging on the wall and asked the boy, 'Is he your brother whom you saw double? ' The boy immediately said, 'Why should he be? He died ten years ago. ' And he pointed to another brother's picture and said, 'One who looks like this brother of mine was sitting on the roof. ' But my husband started panicking by then. Because he has seen the man who died ten years ago. He has been teaching this boy for a year and he has been watching a dead man for a year. That day he left the house quickly without teaching the boy.
After that, my husband never went to that house to teach that boy. Because he found out that everything the boy said was true. His elder brother died in a road accident ten years ago. Then my husband grazed his memory and noticed something. He saw the man only when he went to teach the boy at night, he never saw that man during the day. And the man often used to walk, sit and talk with everyone. But no one looked at him or answered his words. That is, no one else could see him or hear him. Only my husband could see him. Was that true or a delusion?
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