The first touch
Sitting in the car, I didn't realize what was coming in my way after 4 hours. The memory is still so fresh in my mind that I remember each and every incident dead shot clear. I was not getting the permission from my family but some how my best friend, Amrita was successful in convincing them, and I joined the plan just in the very last hour. Four of us had packed our bags to visit one of the most beautiful and famous places of south "Ooty". Somewhere back of my mind the words of one of my college friend were still running, " Survey says that hill stations are the most haunted places". I tried a lot to shed down the thought so that I could enjoy the trip with my friends, but something was going on wrong somewhere and I could not exactly figure it out, but could feel it. Ooty is the hometown of Rushali who is the organizer of the trip.This was her plan that, we girls should have a short trip to her place and leave all the tension back in the college hostel. Rushali, Kiran, Amrita and I, were the best pals ever since, we came down to Bangalore for our further studies. We met around two years back in the college hostel as roomy's. When, I saw Amrita, my first reaction was like, "she is having such lovely eyes". She came down from Shimla and got all the sweetness from there. Amrita is a bit short, fair and is blessed with lovely pair of eyes. Her straight long, light brown hair is something to be jealous at, and her "Down to Earth" attitute makes her more special. Kiran is a "Rockstar". We both are usually busy playing some or the other pranks, and share the passion. "Dance". Her nature is very much similar to mine, and both of us share the same zodiac sign. Kiran comes from a family of army officials and was born in Delhi. She is a full on entertainment pakage. Now, what should I say about Rushali? Rushali is the "Diva". Guys are crazy about her. When, she first came in the hostel, we all were shocked to see her wardrobe collection. I was amazed by her personality. Gradually, when the days passed, we saw the real side of Rushali. She is very good at heart and can do anything for her friends. One year back, when I got that stupid viral fever due to some reason, my friends really did a lot for me. For one second also, they didn't let me feel the absence of my family. Amrita washed my clothes, Rushali used to make soup for me and Kiran forcibly made me eat all those crap medicines. Aah!
I was too engrossed in my thoughts that suddenly I heard somebody shouting my name " Ritu, do you wanna eat something, its already 11?" Shockingly I realized that I was damn hungry and asked Amrita to handover the food parcel. I guess even the radio recognized my mood and it surprisingly played my favourite song to which my feet automatically started tapping. I must say the highway was awesome and well maintained due to which ,we could barely feel any jerks while eating and drinking. The roadside scenery slowly and slowly turned more and more beautiful. We were about to reach our destination in an hour, thats when I first felt it. It was suddenly so cold that my senses started reacting to it, in a fraction of seconds. I had read about it a lot in the novels, but had never felt it before and quickly recollecting my thoughts I saw my watch. It was sharp 3'o clock and a flash from the popular horror movie " The Exorcism of Emily Rose", in which the watch stops at 3 in the night, the peak time for spirits to come in action. For a second I felt, as if I was seeing the movie right there in the car, at that very moment. I frooze to my seat when, I felt something on my neck and without wasting any time, I instantly reacted to my senses and looked back. It was Rushali's hair that was freaking me out, and suddenly I was amused with my own reaction. "Ritu, dont watch so many horror movies and see yor novel collection, uff. It mostly consists of horror & vampire stuff, thats why, most of the times you are not able to sleep alone" my mother told me, when I had visisted my family, earlier this year. I must have looked like an idiot which is why, Amrita asked me the reason for my stupid laugh. Beside the driver and the four of us, there was something in the car that had made me feel its presence, to which I was not well aware that time.
The Scary Dream
We reached at Rushali's place at 4 in the morning. Tired from the six hour journey, my eyez were busy searching for a bed. I dont even remember when i slept. But soon I was back in my dream world. This time it was too dark, and I found my self ............continued