Many of you can’t believe this story but, it is true. My name is sanju bansal (20). I am doing BE computer science in a reputed college in Patiala. My mom’s name is drishti bansal (41). she was head of the history department in a private college. My father left my mom when, I was 13. He thought my mom was cheating on him. My father paid a huge alimony to my mom hence, we led a luxury life.
My mom was a risk taker, an adventurer. She was also a history freak, no wonder why she had a Phd in Indian history. She loves to travel to historic places all over the world. For every summer vacation we used to visit places with historical importance. In this summer vacation she planned to visit a hunted village in rajasthan called kuldhara village. I was not okay with her plan. I was always afraid of ghosts and supernatural things. I thought we were going to a nice beach or something like that But, my mom was a lover of horror movies. She used to watch every horror movie and read every horror novel out there. She is a curious creature. She always had an interest in supernatural things. She said that she is doing a thesis about the kuldhara village. It is one of the prosperous towns of ancient rajasthan but, the population in the town vanished overnight. No one knows the exact reason why. She said that she is going to find out what happened. At first, I thought she was joking, but the serious look in her face showed me that she is not joking.
Soon mom and I were in a plane to rajasthan. We went to many historical places not only in india but even in foreign countries too. I never seen my mom such excited, so I asked her what is so special about this village. she started to tell the story behind the village. The legend goes like this, there was a girl named satyawati. She was so irresistable. Some even considered her as a goddess of beauty. Every male in the town wanted her to be their bride. But, satyawati and her step brother, vir singh were already in love with each other. They had a secret sexual relationship. Satyawati was married to a richest man in the town named rao. After a few months satyawati became pregnant. But somehow rao found out the affair she was having with her step brother. He killed her brother vir singh. And stripped satyawati nude and made her walk the whole town. All eyes in the village began to feast on the naked flesh of satyawati. She drowned herself in a well in the town and died. After that incident she began killing the villagers one by one. Unable to face the wraith, of the soul, the villagers fled the town overnight.
After hearing this I thought it was just a good old folklore. My mom went on about that village. she said that, “Archeological survey of india banned the village for any visitors”. I didn’t care much about it. I laughed out loud and said, “ma, are you trusting this?”. She said, “that’s what we are going to find out”. we landed in Jaipur. We had to take a train to reach this village which, was located in jaisalmer district. It was a 9hour long trip. We were exhausted during this trip. Finally, we reached a hotel in jaisalmer district at 4pm. It was not a fancy 3star hotel. It was a hotel constructed in 1970’s. it was little spooky. I asked mom, “ma, are you sure we are going to stay here?”. she replied, “yes, sanju”. I was not feeling right about the hotel. This hotel looked like a haunted mansion from a ghost movie. I knew mom selected this hotel because of its vicinity to kuldhara.
When we entered the hotel, there was a weird guy who kept staring at my mom. while my mom was speaking with the receptionist. He was eating my mom with his eyes. At first, I got angry at him but, soon realized that my mom was as hot as hell. She was wearing a black t-shirt and dark blue jeans. Outline of her inners were visible over her t-shirt. Her nipples were so sharp, that it would drill through her t-shirt. Her massive melons in tight tee showed a narrow cleavage. My penis started to harden. After a few minutes of talking with the receptionist, mom came to me and said, “beta, looks like we have to share a room”. I acted like I was annoyed but secretly I was excited to share a room with my mom.
Soon we were in our room. we both were very tired. I dropped our bags in the floor and crawled over the bed. The room was not spacious, it was a 12*12 room with a queen-sized bed and a wardrobe in the corner. The window curtains were red in color. There was a dim light glowing which, made the room reasonably bright. My mom removed her heels and took the towel form the bag and went into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flushing sound followed by shower sound. Meanwhile I took my mobile out and started scrolling my Instagram account. When the bathroom door opened, I saw the prettiest woman in the world, standing in front of me with a pink towel warped around her body. The towel was just enough to cover her mammoth ass. Water droplets are all over her skin. Her hair was wet and hung past her shoulders. Moisture content in the room suddenly increased. Her large breasts bounced and jiggled when she walked out of the bathroom. My penis started to grow fast. I have already seen her in this attire but, this time it was different.
“what are you looking at sanju?” she, questioned. I have no words to say. I opened my mouth “ma ahh I was ahh hmm”. Before I complete my sentence, she said, “sanju, go take bath you rascal, you’re stinking”. I shook my head and went into the bathroom. When I finished bathing and came out, she was dressed. She was wearing a light grey salwar kamize and a black shall. She looked stunning in the dress.
I asked her, “going somewhere? ma” she replied “yes sanju, we are going to kuldhara”. “mom, you are joking right?”. Again, I sensed the seriousness in her face. I tried to convince her to go there tomorrow morning but, I failed miserably in the attempt.
Soon we are walking out of the hotel, towards kuldhara. The desert, looked bewitching. It was a full moon day. The moon light lit our way very well. the wind was howling around us. Mom covered her head with the shall like that she was wearing a hijab. I was wearing a checked shirt and a faded jeans pant.
We reached the entrance of the village. My mom was excited like a small child seen a fair. She ran into the village and started to climb the rickety flight of steps inside an abandoned home to reach the terrace and I followed her with little fear. We reached the terrace of the home and the remnants of the entire village was visible. The village wore a desolated look and had a cursed feel about it. Only a lone temple stood there amidst the ruins. The view was so scary. We took many selfie’s there. Me and my mom started to walk into the interiors of the village. As we moved more into the village the network coverage dropped bit by bit. It was getting very scarier. Suddenly we there was a well in front of us.