Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts

Mills came, raised Mumbai’s economy to meteoritic levels and faded away just like they never existed. These sick mills now have a lot of hidden secrets that probably people will never find out because of the transformations from mills to malls.

There was this one time flourishing mill in South Mumbai covering large hectares of land and a livelihood for atleast a thousand workers. But slowly by the late 1980’s this mill to had lost its zing and the management began cost cutting and no sooner than later did the mill close down. At one end of the mill was big water body where the waste water of the mill was let this became the favourite spot of depressed jobless people to end lives. The government decided to use its powers to end the suicides at this and reclaimed this spot. But while reclaiming this spot it turned from suicide spot to an accident- prone zone many people and probably a dozen trunks drowned in this water body without a trace.

The woes didn’t end here when the reclamation work ended as many people died there who hadn’t attained salvation. People started getting eerie notions over there and the person we met told exactly what had happened to his aunt more than a decade back when the reclamation work had just ended.

His aunt was a peppy lady in her mid –thirties and was returning home from a family function late in the night from the reclaimed ground when she felt someone consistently following her. Seeing no one around she made a dash home and when she reached all she did was shout and be violent. Whenever she became violent her body temperature rose and her family members thought it was fever that had gone into her head as a result she was behaving in such a way. But consultation of n number of doctors just proved useless because the violent spree just kept on continuing. Until finally the father this person who told us the story had a bout of wisdom and called upon a renowned tantrik.

The tantrik did many rituals and kept muttering some words that even with utmost concentration couldn’t be understood ………However what was important was that it put and end to his aunt’s problem. But what still is fresh is the memories in his and the sweat running down his brow. It is learnt that due the development there are not many ghostly experiences at that place presently. Probably the ghosts also have had a move one ……..

How would it feel if someone inside you other than yourself is negating your movements? It’s that eerie kind of energy that makes you do what it wants….


This is what happened to this young boy living on the outskirts of Mumbai however while giving out his experience he did not wish to be named. So let us call him ‘Eklavya’. Eklavya was a normal 10 year old who liked to play a lot of outdoor games with his friends. He had a strange fascination to the cemetery near to his house and slowly that cemetery became one of his and his friends favourite places to play. But one day all was not going to be the same for Eklavya. He went to the cemetery as usual not knowing what was there in store for him . That day he finished his game as usual and returned home and then it was just the beginning …………. Of his leaving home and running away. He would sometimes leave home and come to Charni Rd and be walking along the railway tracks. He remember once he ended up walking along the Mumbai- Ahmadabad Express Highway and returned home somehow walking along the Diva- Vasai railway line. He was in absolute apathy when he returned home.


These running away from home incidents continued over the next few years . When he was about 12 years old he was taken to a middle aged man who offered to help but whatever that man did was not of much use. He kept going to unknown places without any information about how to go there. When he was about 15 he was taken to another middle aged man ‘ baba ‘ as he calls him and this man gave him a locket and some vibhuti which were never to be separated from his body. From that day onwards he returned to his normalcy and his leading a very normal life now.


When he asked baba what was there in his body he came to know that he was possessed by the spirit of a girl which made him do so many things. He still recollects the entire horror he faced with a chill down his spine. He just says that its always important to that darkness of the night has many secrets hidden in it which we don’t know or don’t want to accept it !!!!