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2minhorrorstories: The Last Night He Came Back..

2minhorrorstories: The Last Night He Came Back..

I grew up in a joint family in a village in southern India called Kovvur. My father and his four brothers all lived under the same roof, along with their parents and grandparents. Each of them was married and had their own children, except for my father’s youngest brother—my uncle—who worked as an independent contractor.

My uncle had a habit of drinking heavily. He was an alcoholic, and despite my grandfather’s and mother’s constant efforts to make him quit, he found it extremely difficult to control himself. He worked hard during the day at construction sites and would return home in the evening, tired and withdrawn. Every night, he would sit in the courtyard outside his room with a glass of whiskey, listening to his favorite singer, Kishore Kumar. The air around him would grow heavy with a strange melancholy, as his music echoed through the house until he eventually went to sleep.

Then came the day when he fell seriously ill. His condition worsened quickly, and he began coughing up blood. Not long after, he passed away, leaving the entire family in grief.

After completing his last rites, we all returned home, exhausted, and went to sleep. But that same evening, at the exact hour he used to sit in the courtyard, something strange happened. From his room, we all heard the unmistakable sound of a bottle being opened, followed by a sad Kishore Kumar song playing near his window.

Everyone froze in shock.

One of my father’s brothers gathered the courage to go inside his room. He walked in, switched off the music as if nothing was out of the ordinary, and returned without saying a word. The house fell silent again, and eventually, everyone went back to sleep.

After that night, it never happened again.

But it felt as if he had come home one last time—just to sit in his place, listen to his music, and quietly say goodbye before leaving us forever.

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These stories are real experiences shared by participants of the #TellMeABhootaGappa campaign. Many more such untold horror stories are available in the Bhoota Gappa book series—explore the collection at BhootaGappa.com. All rights reserved. Do not reproduce, adapt, or create reels/videos from this content without the author’s permission.


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