The White Lady

This story is of my uncle. His name is Verma and this incident happened 10 years ago. At that time, uncle Verma was a government officer and was living in a small village in Himachal Pradesh in India with his family. His office was 10 to 12 kilometers away from his home and he used to travel by his bike to work. It was the month of March and you all know that it is a closing time of old financial year and opening of new financial year, so government officers have to work late nights to complete pending logs and files.

On this particular night, it was around 11.30 in the night when he came out of the office and it was raining heavily. Uncle always used to travel by highway but that day, he wanted to take a shortcut because it was raining and he wanted to reach home as soon as possible. That shortcut was via a haunted road but he thought that nothing will happen and these all are just rumors and nothing else.

It was a chilling windy night and rain on top of that. The trees were shaking due to the force of wind and were making horrible noises. Uncle was frightened, shivering with cold, and started chanting Sri Hanuman Chalisa(an Indian holy song) and safely traveled some kilometers. After traveling some more kilometers, he forgot that he was frightened and noticed that it is just about to be morning as darkness was getting off. He thought that now he is safe as it is going to be morning but suddenly he looked at his watch and noticed that it was 12.45 am. He said “Oh god how come it is 12.45 a.m. right now as I thought that daylight is just about to come”.

Then he noticed that it was not going to be morning but it was moonlight that was confusing him with daylight and then he relaxed and sped up his bike. After approximately 10 minutes of driving, he noticed a lady on the right side of the road asking for a lift. At first, he thought that she is in real need and then suddenly something struck his mind and he again sped up his bike. Then again after driving for 5 minutes, he saw the same lady asking for the lift. Mr. Verma said “Oh My God how come she is here again, as she was there at half a kilometer back”.

Uncle’s body started shaking with fear and he just forgot about God and thought that this is something unusual. He again sped up his bike, as he wanted to reach home as soon as possible before anything bad happens to him. After some time, again he noticed the same lady keeps appearing and asking for the lift and at this time, she screamed for help saying “PLEASE HELP ME”. I am lost here. Please stop. She was wearing a red saree with heavy jewellery but uncle did not stop and said to himself “I am going to die today”.

That lady started running with the bike at almost the same pace and starting saying, “Vermaji please stop and take me with you. I want to go home”. Uncle was more horrified when she called his name. He was driving the bike at a speed of 60–70 kilometers per hour at that time and was shivering like hell. Uncle sped up but it was not possible as there was some strong force from behind that was stopping him from racing his bike.

The lady started laughing and crying at the same time and said “I died at the same road many years back and it’s your time today”. Her face changed from sweet and innocent to scary and weird. Uncle Verma was so horrified that he started shivering but had not lost his consciousness. He just changed the last gear and moved his arm on the accelerator until the end. He never looked back to see her. She followed Uncle Verma for another 2 kilometers or so and after that, he reached a place where some guards were sitting lighting up campfire.

Uncle just stopped the bike in front of them and had some water from them. After having water, he told them what happened to him and they all said that “You have done a very good job by not stopping the bike. Had you stop the bike, you would not been alive by now.” The oldest guard told the uncle that “I am living over here for the last 10 years and in these 10 years, I have heard about more than 50 accidents of cars and bikes on that haunted road”. He told uncle that “Bhagwan ne apko bcha lia”. uss k badh uncle kabhi us road par nahi gye. So friends, I believe in ghosts, spirits, and paranormal as I believe in the Almighty God. Its all creatures of nature.

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