The Jinn’s Property

March 18, 2025

by Alice

3 min read

Story Premise 3 min read (536 words)

"This incident dates back 18 years ago in Ludhiana. I was pursuing my bachelors degree and went to attend a wedding in winters of India. The Indian winters in the rural edge are pretty alluring by the day and haunting by night. As the suns melts, darkness creeps in and brings an eerie silence. My […]"

This incident dates back 18 years ago in Ludhiana. I was pursuing my bachelors degree and went to attend a wedding in winters of India. The Indian winters in the rural edge are pretty alluring by the day and haunting by night. As the suns melts, darkness creeps in and brings an eerie silence.

My uncle (now deceased) owned a huge property in Ludhiana’s Rajona. He has built 2 farmhouses that were often rented out for holding events like parties and gatherings. The second farmhouse was used for commercial breeding which was later converted into a party farmhouse. He was pretty rich and until date, his name is quite popular in the pind (village).

Close to farmhouse was a half-built villa. It was just a structure, nothing else. I was always curious to know about the story behind it but uncle stated that let it be, Jivaashm. Once I got a chance to explore that property, and since I was a kid, I went there without realizing why entering there was prohibited.

I remember it was a cold January night and the pind was foggy. With insufficient lighting, I walked down the road and reached that semi-built villa. As soon I got closer to it, I heard donkeys crying. Scared for a while, I took out a torch and went inside. Here’s how it is built – a wide lawn, main gate to enter. As you enter, it is a duplex from stairs in the right side. 3 rooms in the lower section, a kitchen, and a bathroom. The upper floor was not even commenced to build.

I saw some fog inside the property. Since I was scared, I ran back. Coming to the present scenario. I decided to explore it again. Even today, it stands still, just more rotted. I, along with a colleague, went to explore it. I was told that this property was haunted by a jinn, so I brought some sweets to keep myself and colleague safe. I spent 3 hours over there and noticed the following things:

1. The property indoor temperature was hot

2. There was continuous sound of someone walking around

3. Dogs kept howling but none could be seen

I kept the sweets in the room where the jinn was supposed to reside. I placed it by a camera and left. I came back after hearing sounds of furniture falling. We ran inside but were shocked on seeing that there were no sweets left.

I tried to communicate respectfully with that entity. Shockingly, we received a reply. Keeping it short, the conversation revealed that he resides for centuries on the land where this property was being built. He’ll not let anyone else occupy his property. My uncle, in the bygone, tried to build the property several times but masons were scared by the jinn.

Some saw a jet black shadow, some were hit, and items were stolen when they concluded that property was possessed. I also captured a footage that showed a cat savoring the sweets. It was a black cat, with only one ear. Since jinns can’t fully transform, they often leave a mark that differentiates them from others.

Even today, that semi-built property is haunted by the jinn. I’ll share more such experiences.

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