Rajdip Parmar

Horror Inspirational Others

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Rajdip Parmar

Horror Inspirational Others

Dark Night

Dark Night

4 mins
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It was a matter of one night. It was dark. I used to see that night everyday but somewhere today it was different. I really thought that what is going to happen?


The thing was that I was the darling of my grandfather and even the youngest of all the members of my family. So my grandfather loved me very much. It is said that the more one loves one, the more pain one feels from that person. Because when that person goes away from himself, he is traumatized somewhere.


It was a different time for me. In which I am small and small again means two o'clock of intelligence. That time was different. If grandfather gives 5 rupees, then back to grandfather, the habit of eating tobacco in which I used to bring tobacco worth 3 rupees and parleji biscuits worth 2 rupees.


Where is the fun of those 2 rupees biscuits now in other biscuits?


I must have been studying around 4-5 then. But at that time it was not thought that this Rs 3 tobacco equates to death. But what happened was not due to tobacco. The time was also different then.


Who comes to wipe wet eyes


Brings darkness after the lamp is extinguished


It happened..


My grandfather and his two sons stay at the elder son's house, that is, eat everything there and come back to the younger brother's house. In which it happens that since I am young, I also have to go with him and wherever he eats, I also...


But it is said that all days are not the same.


So that's what happened. But talking about this night means here it is said that all nights are not the same..


That day seemed to be taking me away from my grandfather. Hour by hour pain was filling me. That evening, I, my mother, my son and my grandfather were in the field. Then I had to leave the farm that day in the evening and even then my grandfather gave me one rupee. Couldn't use it or handle it. Why did that happen? Your questions may arise in mind but I am a little afraid to say because it was my very painful experience. Which even today I could not forget.


I was not with my grandfather that night so I still think it was a big mistake because even if I go every day why not go that day?


That night turned out to be the last night with my grandfather. In which my grandfather died in an accident. Otherwise death would not even touch him but it is said that no one can change the written article. When I got the news, I came to know that this is called death, otherwise I didn't even know about it.


Now you must know why I could not save 1 rupee.


It didn't end there, I was horrified to know that he actually left. Now from whom to ask for 5 rupees, whose income to check, who will bring parleji biscuits worth 2 rupees? It all stopped there. It was really night when the lamp went out.


I ran after hearing that grandfather would be seen, but he immediately took me to the hospital, so I only saw his murder.


Hands were fluttering while writing all this. I turned back from there and came home, mother heard me.


There was a time when dad was not at home. Dad is working in the army and it is so sad to say this back.


I sat and everyone started coming home slowly and then the news came that grandfather passed away. That is why they lived in such a time. Where is one rupee and where is Dada...


His body came at around 4 am and I was still awake. Because what is the sleep of the one who fell asleep?


Brought in and placed on a cot.


A painful incident happened that everyone came but my father could not come. Who was younger and used to work in Nagpur.


In the morning, everyone gathered and took me to the cremation ground and I also went. Some have a way of burying and some have a way of burning.


We were to be buried in it. So buried my grandfather. Salt was put on his body so that the body would dissolve quickly.


Soon after parting, many people came to my house. That day the stomach said that why can you eat today? Why can you sleep with your eyes closed? If his legs were not tired, he sat in one place.


It was dark and there was no shadow


And I search the dark in the dark in the dark...


If I sit down to write, the whole book is printed


But sometimes even that...!


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