5 Ghost Stories from Nagaland

We are the product of our own actions, thoughts and its consequences. The Ghost of guilt, regret, redemption and acceptance do follow us now and then.

Story 1

For years, Abeni felt someone was following her. When she was alone she could sense the presence of an energy. It was driving her crazy. She cried helplessly. Little did she know it was the same feeling the countless women have felt when they became the victim of the rumours she had spread.

Story 2

Toshi was having his dinner when three naked women from no where started serving him the dishes. They  were beautiful endowed with the breast sizes which he had often fantasized. He got erection. Just then one of the women unzipped his trousers. He could not believe his luck, thought she was going to get dirty with him. But to his utter shock, the other one brought the dao (Naga machete) and chopped off his penis. He could not explain the pain he was going though, there was blood everywhere, he could not breathe. He knew he was dying, while the three nymphs were laughing at his destiny. He wish he took counselling for his porn addiction before it killed him.

Story 3

It was 12:00 PM.

Denizens of Dimapur were cursing its brown, hot, dusty summer. Roko was inside his car, unlike his town people, he was getting chills. The AC of his car was not working for several weeks now. He wondered what was happening to him.  He remembered Ati, his first girlfriend who took care of him when he got pneumonia during their college days. She loved him selflessly but at the end, he cheated on her and broke her heart. It was 12 years ago. Then we remembered Yanbe, she was the one to whom he lost his virginity, she was the longest relationship of his. He promised to marry her, he showed her dreams colourful and everlasting. They past their time choosing the names of their future babies. Yanbe was an angel, kind and gentle who could do anything to see him happy. But, when Vili showed up in his life, he rewrote their stories. Yanbe could not offer any thing which Vili probably could materially. Thus, their chapter ended.

Vili was seven years his senior, she was his boss at work. She was charming, smart, rich and independent. Roko in no time made a place in her heart, and within two years, she built a house for him, took him for foreign holidays and bought him two cars, indeed the one he was driving that day was a gift from her. He did not want to let go of her, like ever. They got engaged a month ago. The only problem was, he did not really love her. Indeed, he never really loved anyone. He was one hell of a selfish bastard. None of the ladies that loved him deserved to be with him. What they do deserved was a sincere apology, if only he could.

The police team surrounded the scene. One of them shouted, "He is dead!" 

Story 4

Christy was alone and lonely. No friend at school or church. She was ugly, fat and poor. On the top of it, she lived in a judgmental society. To end her misery, she came up with an idea that would help her to make new friends. She decided to make friends by sharing them her lunch box. She told her mom not to help her, she was a big girl now. After she set the noodles in the box, she put some thing  on the top of it, it was red in colour. She knew it will be an instant hit. When it was lunch break, she gently opened the lid of the box and offered the noodles to the girl next to her. At first the other girl was hesitant to accept it, but when she finally did, she would not stop. She totally loved it. In no time, Christy's noddle recipe was the talk of the school. Everyone wanted to be her friend, just to have a taste of her noodles. 

Little did they know, it was not the noodles but in the nameless red stuff where the magic resided. One day, she did not come out from her room to go to school. Her mom was confused. She called her name but she did not respond. She went to her room and saw blood all over the floor.

She whispered, "Mom, please tell my friends, I don't have any piece of my heart left to offer them."

To this, her mom coolly replied, "My sweet child, let me help you with your eyes. Let's feed them these, a really special recipe indeed."

Story 5

Richard knew his Christmas will be ruined by the five constant guests who visited him every evening for the past one month. He stayed in Kohima while his wife and children stayed in their one crore worth mansion in Dimapur. 

"Why do you always come uninvited? No one can see you, if I tell any one about this then they might think I have gone crazy. Will you ever forgive me? I want to live in peace. Leave me alone." He screamed.

As usual all they did was smile.

"I know how to end this." He ran towards his closet.

Next day, the headline in the local newspaper ran as,

"SUSPENDED CIVIL ENGINEER SHOTS HIMSELF: GUILT OR REDEMPTION!"