"Where curses were cast… and one soul was spared.."
“Beta,” the old man said, his eyes never leaving the old well, “you’ve heard tales that we vanished out of fear. But that’s only part of the truth. We didn’t run. We cursed.”
The girl clutched her shawl tighter. The red moon loomed overhead like a silent omen.
“Salim Singh,” he whispered, “was no man. He was a leech—power-hungry, wicked, obsessed with the chief’s daughter. When we refused to hand her over, he threatened to return with swords and soldiers.”
That’s when the village elders made a decision.
“We’d rather burn than bow.”
The Brahmins gathered that night. They drew circles in the dirt, chanted forgotten names, and opened something no man should ever open.
A dark portal, fed by their fury, their heartbreak, their rage.
“And we trapped him in it,” the old man said, voice cracking. “His body twisted. His face melted into shadow. But he didn’t go down alone…”
The magic backfired.
The land itself began to decay.
Screams echoed without mouths. Flames with no smoke burned silently in the distance.
“We were told to leave. But your dadi… she stayed,” he paused, voice trembling. “He tried to come through again, through the well. Possessing minds. Pulling them. One by one.”
But his wife—her eyes filled with fire—stood by the well, chanting counter-spells, clutching their daughter, shielding them with her own soul.
“She screamed one last chant… and the portal snapped shut.”
He paused.
“She saved us. But she stayed behind.”
He grabbed his granddaughter’s hand.
“That’s how you survived. Your maa was the baby in my arms. And I boarded that lone midnight bus as the ground swallowed Kuldhara whole.”
Now, when the moon turns red…
Whispers rise from the well.
And Salim still waits, trapped in the dark below,
his curse unfinished,
his hunger alive.
*Inspired By A True Event About A Haunted Village - The village was reportedly abandoned overnight by Paliwal Brahmins, leaving behind empty homes and deserted streets. Visitors claim to have heard disembodied voices and experienced inexplicable shadows
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