first ghost fear file in my life
that happened when i was teenage around19 years old boy, at that stage we [including two of my friends] doesn't, believe in after life or ghost, we used to go and sit near graveyard (day time only) and discuss, and the graveyard undertaker used to tell lot of stories, such us dont come here if any skeleton sharp broken part causes wound on our body then, to whom the skeleton belongs to their ghost will come and conquered us and so on .....
like this lot of our summer holidays used to go,
one fine day sorry its one bad day in our life came, for few days one guy keep on watching us while we regularly sat near the graveyard, and on the bad day morning he approached us and voluntarily offered us a ride on his car, took us to a caffe and offered us tea, coffee and snacks, then he started asking us to do a favor for him.... thats the hell here
he is a MBBS final year student, for his final year project or some sort of study presentation he needs a real human skull, which will cost him above 15,000 if he purchased legally at the right place (shop), so he bargained us to give a skull in full, clean and good condition at 8000 rupees, my inner instinct doesn't want to go with the offer, and i said "NO" its illegal and risky we cant do it, but my friend pitched in to the talk and said we do it last and final rate 10,000 (in early 90's thats a big money) and its peanut amount for that rich fellow,
and now comes the interesting part,
informed family members as we are going to movie, already paid the undertaker rupees 800, biriyani and rum bottle, and took a toilet cleaning acid to clean the skull and all set to go at night, as no one will notice us
so we went, it was a full moon day, undertaker shown us a place and said that place we buried a dead body more than a year ago so its best suit for your need,
we just started digging one among my friend said, guys i need to urinate and please come with me.. i am able to sense the fear in his voice, even i have little fear but i didnt show it off and just laugh at him,
the drunken undertaker said "thambigala parthu yelumbu kaiyla kuttichuna pei pudichukum, parthu paa" (if accidental bone pierces your skin and cause blood injury means the ghost will take you)
we digg further took the skull, dropped it many times on fear, and but not broken it cleaned it, secretly kept it at home and let it dry, and the rich brat is urging asking us is it done where is it give me fast
we gave him the skull, our customer is very happy with our service he also smiles like the skull,
after couple of day group of mbbs students came towards us in the same graveyard spot, my friends told me that this seems to be a good business man, almost 14 people are there so we will get 1 lakh 40,000, other guy said no ask for more money machi
and the group leader asked us who gave the skull to our friend, we proudly told them we are the one gave it, you guys also want each one... one guy immediately thrown away the skull they carried in the same bag
and they said brother don't do this to any one, and the guy to whom we sold the skull was hospitalized with high fever with fear (and telling everyone that he is going to die soon)
we asked them what exactly happened to him ?
he was studying the skull at night, some white liquid comes out of the skull and get in contact with his hand (may be the phenol or cleaner we used to clean it may be got struck some where in the nook and corner of the skull came out while he shakes it) he was shocked and shouted like hell where every one in the medical college hostel got up..... and even after we met and console him and after discharge from hospital treatment, for the next few years that guy was like in a feared state and even in day he fears of not going or staying alone for even a minute
are you asking me where is the skull now ? we also got fear immediately, so consulted our known ghost specialist (whom else the same undertaker) followed the ritual told by him, (killed a roaster) and along with the killed roaster buried the skull in the same place
we forget that instance completely, but after few years circumstance made me go their, to perform final rights for my grandpa died that day,now grandpa's body is burning we are all returning, its me and my brother coming at the last some one is calling thambingala inga vaanga pa, vittuporingale idha yaaru pa yedhuthu poova (guys come here, you guys left this take it) it was the undertaker he shows a yellow bag filled with something in it, as the bag was in the same colour bag where i used for keeping the skull i got shocked and shouted like hell, fear got in to my brother also, we started running and he was calling again and again, we reached home, next day morning my dad's friend came and showed the same yellow bag, he shouted that " why the hell you left the kerosene can in the graveyard, now that guy empty it and gave only the can to us" i was laughing happier with relief, as i got free from the fear and sure the skull is not haunting us anymore
i used to feel bit spooky and laugh at my madness whenever that instance comes in to my mind.