my chandramukhi story: everyone in my hostel had watched, but my mom wouldn't allow me. uncle got tired of my complaining and took me to konark theatre to watch it, after i promised that i won't be scared.

as soon as the opening credits started showing the stuffed animals in the mansion i was done lmaoooo.

sat on my uncle's lap and watched the movie fucking terrified

the scene where ganga's sister in law goes to search for her, and you hear the sound of the gajjalu behind coming after her.

my heart stopped bro. i screamed and uncle gave me a mottikaya

that summer i was taking maths tuition, and some of the kids told me that they knew chandramukhi's number. so we went to coin dabba phone and dialled. i think it was tuition classmate's elder siblings scamming us because i heard heavy breathing and got scared.

it gave me nightmares for a few days. mother's mom suggested i recite hanuman chalisa before sleeping. father's mom suggested i read bible before sleeping. uncle mocked me endlessly. after summer got over, i went back to hostel and started a rumour about a haunted doll. the end.

oh not the end. just want to say the haunted doll story i cooked up was ripped off from the movie "ammo bomma" which in turn was a rip off from the "chucky" movies.

rumour spread like wildfire. one day classmate came with a junior's doll & said it was trying to choke him in his sleep. he was only one extra fellow, and i was even more extra. so i got down on my knees, prayed for the spirit inside the doll and exorcised it. the end.