I had moved to an upscale locality in this industrial town in Odisha when I was around 14 years of age. Having moved from a modest neighborhood in the same city, where I spent my entire childhood, I found initial struggle in adjusting to the new location and friend circle. During this transition phase, I met many friends for life who made this transition easy for me, once such a friend was Monty bhaiya (Bhaiya - means brother, typically addressed out of respect to anyone senior to you). These friends taught me that people are all the same, no matter the location. Monty bhaiya was in college at that time and was one of the rowdy ones. He was very helpful in nature and, while some hated him, he was liked by many. We all used to play cricket together and used to travel to nearby fields together for cricket matches over the years. We had formed a very strong camaraderie. I remember, he used to always greet me, "Hey Junior, kaan chalichi?" (Hey Junior, How are you?). We were i...
This site comprises of "2minhorrorstories", true experiences of horror, supernatural, dark magic experienced by individuals like you and me, in and around rural areas. Short Stories narrated by your grandparents, your parents, your uncle, your distant cousin, your hostel warden, your building's security guard, your childhood friends, while standing in the parking lot, while covered in warm quilt during a cold winter night, or while drinking warm tea standing in the corner of the market street.