Ghost stories from India

The Second Passenger

It was the 19th of December, and I was returning from the night shift at the mill. The road home cut through the old industrial district, a stretch of abandoned...

The Ash Between Worlds

The alarm blared at 5:30 AM, a sound that had become synonymous with dread in the months since I’d started working the morning shift at the grain silo. Winter had...

The Last Fare

On a damp October evening in 2011, the city of Pune was wrapped in a thick blanket of fog that seemed to swallow the streetlights whole. I had a dinner...

The Ward of Whispers

It was a humid August night in 1997 when our lives changed forever. My family and I lived in a two-story house on the outskirts of a small town, surrounded...

The Lamp on the Landing

I had never believed in ghosts, not really. I’d heard the stories, of course, shared around campfires and at family gatherings, but I always dismissed them as folklore, the fanciful...

The Luminous Visitor

In the autumn of 2016, my family and I occupied a government-issued flat on the third floor of a weathered building in the heart of Varanasi, overlooking the Ganges. The...

The Broken Latch

When I moved into the old apartment on the edge of the industrial district, I knew the rent was too good to be true. The caretaker, a wiry man named...

The Ashen Road

My shift at the processing plant began at five, but I always left by four-fifteen to beat the worst of the morning traffic. The commute took me along a stretch...

The Lamplit Parcel

In the stale heat of a Tamil Nadu summer, my brother Arjun and his two friends, Vikram and Sanjay, found themselves stranded in the dusty town of Kovilpatti. Their road...

The Frequency of Static

My nightly ritual is a fragile peace treaty between my restless mind and the encroaching darkness. I read until the words blur, or I listen to a carefully curated playlist...

The Door at an Angle

It was late October when I found myself in the city of Chandigarh for a business conference. My father’s cousin, who lived there, had offered me his guest flat for...

The Painted Floor

In the autumn of 2019, I was a junior accountant at a mid-sized firm in the city of Noida, my first job after college. My shift, due to the international...

The Lantern Man

In the summer of 2015, when I was nine, our family lived in a sprawling colonial bungalow in the hill station of Darjeeling, not the usual government quarters but a...

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