Woh bhooli dasataan...Part 2



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 Sham screamed in fear when the amorphous silhouette surged closer and in a moment Shalini's phone was hanging mid-air. The flashlight beam swaying up and down.

While Raghav, Sham and Anjali were terrified watching this dance of light, suddenly a lantern hanging at the corner of the room lit up, dimly.

Shalini was sitting under the lantern on the throne like chair, holding a brush in her hands. There was an easel in front of her with a canvas. Raghav and Anjali stepped towards Shalini. Sham whispered from behind, "Had told you there's some exorcism in here, Why did we come here...Shalini...".


Shalini swiftly turned towards them and in a stereo phonic voice said, "This had to happen. I knew you would come here".

Raghav, Anjali and Sham stood aghast. Was that a ghost? Really? They couldn't believe their ears.

Shalini started to paint with the brush, stroking on the canvas.


"Anjali, where had you been for so many years? I was waiting for you. When you took admission to the neighbouring college, I thought you would visit me sooner. There's a reason why you are friends with Shalini", Shalini said as she glanced at Anjali, still moving the brush on the canvas.

"Shalini what are you saying? You....", before Anjali could finish Shalini said, "Raghav it's not a coincidence that you fell in love with Anjali. This is all fate".


Shalini dipped the brush in blood red colour and stroked the lips of the portrait on her canvas.

"Shalini snap out, what are you saying?", Raghav tried to make Shalini come to senses.


"Do you think I'm Shalini? Can't you see this isn't Shalini?", Shalini said. Her phone hanging in mid-air fell down with a thud.

Sham covered his ears and screamed in fright.

"Can't believe that you are his grandson Sham. How are you so craven? You should be ashamed of yourself", Shalini said as she smirked looking at Sham.

"Who...whose grandson? Shalini what the hell are you saying? Who are you.....who the hell are you?", Sham got agitated while still shivering in fear.

The drawers in the room started to open and shut, making loud noise. The chandelier started swaying rapidly as if ready to fall.

Sham moved closer to Raghav and held his arm tightly. Raghav tapped his hand and asked him to relax. Anjali stared at Shalini, she couldn't figure out what was happening. Was their friend really possessed?

Anjali advanced further willing to shake Shalini from whatever trance she was in. As her eyes fell on the painting that Shalini was about to finish she freaked out, "This painting....this painting. Shalini how did you make this one?", she blurted in surprise.

"You recognise it Anjali?", Shalini looked at Anjali and smiled.


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