Oops not another one interested in this house. Now I should do the mundane stuff to chase these two guys out. Where else will I get a house like this in a prime location? Everything is close by, the Bus Stand, Airport, and Railway Station at times when I want to travel I travel light and easy. The house is very well ventilated, surrounded by trees. I have been here for the last 5 years after my death.
It so happened that the landlord happened to see me once, few days after I chose this house to haunt. It became a big issue and they even set out a full level investigation on this issue for revealing me to a living. But I managed to surpass the trial and got a clean chit, the case is even reported in the Ghost yearly magazine. My contentions were simple, how an illiterate ghost can read the spell book provided to him/her? No, I didn’t read the spell book they gave me so didn’t use the spell which hides me from human eyes, not my fault though being a first time Ghost, that’s when they introduced the spells in CD-ROM compatible in iPod and other MP3 players. Well coming back to the landlord, the day he saw me he fell sick, (Attention girls reading this, I am not at all bad looking; I also won the Mr Ghost award 
consecutively for 2 years, 2006, 2007; just that he was already bit by an infective female Anopheles mosquito) So he decided to sell or at the least rent the house to someone else. So he vacated the house immediately. After that the house was empty for 3 months, I was bored to life to be alone nothing to do, no one to watch, that’s the problem of being death and single you see. I am a teetotaler so was not welcomed by any other Friday night Ghost parties or to those Saturday night strip teasers. So I was keeping my fingers crossed for the house to be occupied by someone. I also felt scared to be alone.
Then a family came in I was happy to see them, with two kids thought it would be fun to watch the brother and sister fight. But things went unexpected, the noise they made was disturbing my peaceful death. So, one fine day I started making weird noises, showed me self to the master of the house and knocked at their bedroom door when their cot was making you-know-what-they-are-doing rhythmic noise. They not only vacated the house but also spread the word about my haunting to the public as I expected, from then this house was all for me.
Now and then few so called brave men come here and look at the house either to buy or to rent. When my peaceful death is under death threat, I use the photo there (Can you see it? 
The old man’s pic taken when he was alive, I don’t know his whereabouts, as I didn’t see him even in the Annual Conference, which was held at Afghanistan this year (Majority decides the country of meeting- democracy rules) I guess he should have found a new body- in your living terms reborn somewhere) and make some noise or talk to them, describe their looks and costumes, yeah I am very rude. That will do the needful of their voluntary running away from the house.
Now these two guys here are one of them, let them come to the room where Mr Photo frame is in. Wait who is that guy with frenchie? I have seen him somewhere; hmmm I guess this guy came last time too, give me a minute will check my CCTV records and confirm. (Read the next line exactly after 1 minute) I am right he was the one who went to the extent of bargaining with the landlord as to the price despite of my howling from the photo frame, cockeye huh? Let me show who the boss is. Let them enter into the room. Tik tik tik… They have reached for the doors, hand on the door knob, he rotates in.
“Who is disturbing my sleep; let me have them for lunch ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…” Holy Cow, what is that? Shrieking noise, did you make it? No No it’s not me…If its not you and if it’s not me who else it can be? Woh check out the guys running they can beat Bolt hands down. But who made the noise? Let me check, “Hey old man, old man…did u make the noise??” ( ) No reply from him, so it cannot be him. Shit man its quite scary to be alone in this house, with such shrieks, let me check my CCTV records may be it can reveal who made that scary noise. ( )
Bloody hell no one in the video, this looks like a horror movie story, hey wait what’s there in the 13:23 minute let me rewind it again and play in slow mode <<<<< > > > > > that frenchie has dropped something in the room.
What’s in here, it looks like a business card,
P.S: this is again a ghost story but with ghost unlike my previous one sans ghost. This seems like a ghost month with Karthik and Thoorika coming up with similar stuff.
P.P.S: The photo of someone in negative is the lead for my next blog.
P.P.P.S: This blog is in special dedication to Antara
