Shadows Of The Darkness

A race with Chudail at the heart of the night- (Story)
I had been at many places in India and had heard number of tales from many persons but only few of them had been good on the parameter of logic. One of such tale had been told to me by one mid-aged guy who is a contractor by profession I didn’t remember his name, for the convenience to narrate I will call him Mohan das.
It was September of 2001 when I was in my village Balrampur it is around 35 km away from Allahabad. My father use to conduct kirtan (a religious worship) annually so all of us had to be in our village at that time.Those days nautanki (stage show) was very popular in villages so I and my uncle decided to see it and we set off for it and after some time join by a person known to my uncle his name was Mohan Das.He told us a very terrifying incident when he was young and new at his business in his words
In the winter of 1991 I was on the site around 40 km from the village where highway was under construction, I was around 19 and had joined my father to learn the work because I had decided to carry on with construction as my profession.
I went late at night on one of the days, I had a bullet (Motorcycle) as a means to travel it was around 12:45 at night when I got free from all the inspection and calculation work and almost all the workers had gone only I had been left.
When I started my bike I remember the word of caution from my father that not to travel from by-pass rout at night but the distance from that route was around 27 km only and at daytime I had travelled a lot from that route so somehow I decided to take that route only.
For first 5 km everything was normal just the chill in the air was a bit irritating for me I just wanted to reach home as quickly as possible but because the fog was a bit thick that’s why I was driving slowly and with carefulness.
Suddenly I saw a red creature at some distance as fog was thick so nothing was clear.When I was inching near the image become more clear it was a women in red saree dressed as Dulhan (Bride) . When I stretched near her I was dazed to see that she was unusually tall around 8 feet with her saree only up to her knees,her face was covered with hair which were disturbed by somewhat strong wind only her eyes were visible and I can’t forget those eyes very bulging, still and shiny, her lips were matching the color of her saree they were core red and somewhat scary but the scene which made my heart to skip a beat and mind to come to stand still for a moment was her heels were in the reversed direction. She was stretching her hand to stop me. .one way or another I manage to grab control over myself and turn the accelerator to cross her but hardy after few moments I again saw her on the corner of the road stretching her hand and this time calling ruk jao ruk jao (stop please stop) God alone knows how I manage to skip her from my way and turned the accelerator even more.
But again to my horror she reappeared this time laughing and crying at the same time, trying to stop me again and I was riding in the air.
All my wits had gone for wool gathering when I saw her running beside my bike with her full face exposed and her hair spread all in the air.
That scene could have terrified the bravest person on planet earth and I was also not normal just going along with the circumstances as my mind was not working whatever I could have done was turning the accelerator to the maximum she was chasing me with turned heel in her full flow while crying and shouting in an unknown language the only word which I was understanding was ruk ja (stop) it was a fool moon night anyhow I managed to escape from there and my bullet was dashed to a shop on the chaupal of village where some villagers were sleeping. I was unconscious and when open my eyes I was in my home and when I told the entire incident to my father he scolded me very badly.
The villagers said that tumhe raaste ki bala mili thi (A spirit of the way( and she resides on an old tree nearby the by pass road and locals avoid to use that route after night specifically on full moon night

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