Ghost stories from India

The Ember in the Ash

It was the summer of 1972, and my grandmother, Elara, was twelve years old. She spent her holidays in the dusty village of Khandwa, at her eldest aunt’s sprawling farmhouse....

The Third Hour

My name is Arjun, and this is the story of my friend, Vikram, and the night we spent at the Old Bellows House, a place with a history so grim...

The Weeping Machine

In the summer of 2019, I was fifteen, living in a cramped apartment in the industrial town of Jamshedpur. My mother, a frail woman named Sunita, was dying of a...

The Linen Watcher

It was the summer of 2011, and I was housesitting for my aunt in the quiet town of Raven’s Hollow. My parents had gone to visit my brother in his...

The Map Room’s Last Guest

The old Grantham estate had always felt like a museum of someone else’s life. I’d come with my cousin, Mara, to help clear out my great-aunt’s belongings after she passed....

The Last Hand of Amavasya

My grandfather, Harish, was a man of habit. Every Diwali, without fail, he would join his friends for a late-night card game, much to my grandmother’s dismay. She would mutter...

Shining White Silhouette

A couple of days ago, I was with my cousin squad and we were discussing some spooky experiences when I recalled one. So here’s a haunting that remains unexplained to...

Something Was There

This incident happened 29 years ago in New Delhi with my uncle. He was working at Safdarjung Airport in those days as a senior cargo inspector. He usually managed cargo...

He Misses Us Too

This happened two years ago. The year 2023 etched a considerable mark on my family and me forever. 18th December 2023 was the day my grandpa ascended to the heavens....

The Jinn’s Property

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...

Cursed Bike

The events in this story happened with my uncle but almost every time I hear it, it makes me dwell into a state of paranoia since I happened to feel...

The Last Morning Shift

In 2018, I was sent to Kochi for a week-long logistics conference. My company, based in Pune, booked me into the newly-built Meridian Bay Hotel, a glass-and-steel tower on Marine...

The Anklet Path

I had grown accustomed to the nightly rituals of the gym, the clank of weights and the hum of treadmills. But the garden across the street, with its old Ganesha...

The Clockwork Ward

It started the week I took the night shift at St. Agatha’s Convalescent Home, a crumbling Victorian pile on the edge of a town that had forgotten it was there....

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