Beautiful Ghost

By Hiranya Borah

This is a fictional narrative.During last two decades, the narrator has met hundreds of spirits all over the world out of which he has mentioned about only a few. God has given him a power to help some of these spirits with only one restriction; he is able to communicate with the spirits of female only though he can see both male and female spirits. He could not find any specific reason for that. However, he thinks a plausible reason may be due to his better communicating skill with females than males. May be, his thinking wave lengths are similar to that of the females. His closeness to his mother ( father was more closed to his other siblings), his closest Aunty who provided him the power , his sisters (against only one brother), his daughters (one son versus two daughters and two spiritual daughters) and in-numerable female friends ( against a handful of male friends) may tilt his power to the female spirits. He also enjoys the situation!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hiranya Borah
• Release date: Feb 26, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310134852

Hiranya Borah

Born in a teachers' family in a village of Assam, a province of India, Borah started his journey of writing at a tender age of eleven. He published two novels in Assamese language and other fictional and non-fictional stories in Assamese periodicals during his college days. Then Borah almost stopped his literary activity for more than three decades. In the meantime he became a Gender specialist.However,so far, he has published more than one hundred and sixty five books on this platform in English and one book in Hindi within a span of five years. The books are on different topics like inspiration,romance and love, humour, ghosts, suspense thriller, children etc and those are written both in prose and poetry.Eight English and two Assamese books are also available in printed form. 2nd edition of his first book, 'Random Thoughts' is also in the public domain.

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Beautiful Ghosts

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By Hiranya Borah

Copyright 2016 Hiranya Borah

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BEAUTIFUL GHOST

Preface

I personally never believe the existence of ghost or spirit because I have never met any ghost or spirit in my 54 years life. During this 54 years I had to stay alone at guest houses, ordinary houses, open fields in rural areas, jungles, small towns, cities and metro polis, but never met a spirit or ghost. But still I enjoy in reading or hearing a ghost story. All the stories were told to me when I was a kid less than ten years of age by my relatives to deter me from going outside home at night. But at that time and today also these stories could not scare me, instead they amuse me. With that background, I wrote these stories in my own language.

I am thankful to all my readers, family members for giving me feedback and encouragement to write something on different topics.

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BEAUTIFUL GHOST

CHAPTER I

LADY ON A TRAIN

My First encounter with a ghost was a very nice experience, though it became somewhat scary afterwards for few months.

During my first posting at Giridih, in 1987-88, I used to travel from Kolkata to Giridih via Madhupur. For Giridih, a first class coach used to be attached to a train which was running between Kolkata and Delhi. The coach used to be detached at Madhupur Junction and attached to Madhupur Giridih Passenger train. The attachment detachment used to happen in the midnight as train from Kolkata used to start at 9-30 PM and reaches at Giridih at 4-30 AM. Normally, the TTE used to advise the first class passengers to bolt the coach from inside as no passenger was supposed to enter the coach till it reaches Giridih in the morning on the next day and the route was infested by antisocial elements. During my stay at Giridih for one year and two months, I had to travel by this train at least five times as our HQs was at Kolkata. In all my travels by this train, the coach was never been full and in one occasion I had to travel as the lone passenger in the coach as per the list pasted on the body of coach and the TTE also told me that I was the only passenger.

After train started moving, bolting the coach from inside I spread my bed sheet on my seat and went to toilet. While returning from the toilet, I found that the light was on at my adjacent coupe. I tried to peep into the coupe; but before that, the door was opened by a young beautiful lady. I was surprised and suspicious also. To see my perplexed face she said in fluent English, ‘Sorry, I had to board the train at the last moment. I could not a buy a ticket also. However, I had to cough up Rs.200/- to pay to the TTE for my journey. He told me that you would be the only my co passenger.’

‘Ok, Madam. If you need any help, kindly let me know.’ I said to her and entered to my coupe.

Even though, I tried to be comfortable with the situation, from inside I was little tense. I was feeling somewhat insecure thinking I might be a prey to some nefarious design from outside or might be from inside. I bolted door of my coupe and switch off the light and pretended to be asleep.

After fifteen minutes the lady knocked at my door. Í opened the door to know what the matter was.

She, with a red night gown, was standing before my door.

‘I am sorry to disturb you. Can I shift to your room? As I do not have the habit to sleep alone, I am somewhat afraid.’ She told me.

I had to a take a quick decision, ‘If I allow her to shift to my room, I will be more vulnerable. If I do not allow, that will not ease out any of my problem.’

I took an immediate decision. ‘Ok, Come.’

She brought her bag to my room and arranged her seat for sleeping by spreading light blue bed sheet.

‘Are you in service or in business? She asked to make some conversation.

‘I am a Central