A journey to Bhoot Bangla started from Delhi, we had heard a
less about our destination
but still we drive our way from Bhangarh to witness the excitement of Bhoot bangla. It was around 12 P.M of afternoon it was already a gloomy day but we took a ride expecting it to be an adventure of a lifetime. We were convinced that our journey would be full of enthusiasm and abhorrence because we had no idea what the place would be like as many of us had no prior information about it so we had a guide with us who made our driving more psychotic and nerve wrecking.
but still we drive our way from Bhangarh to witness the excitement of Bhoot bangla. It was around 12 P.M of afternoon it was already a gloomy day but we took a ride expecting it to be an adventure of a lifetime. We were convinced that our journey would be full of enthusiasm and abhorrence because we had no idea what the place would be like as many of us had no prior information about it so we had a guide with us who made our driving more psychotic and nerve wrecking.
We started gossiping and mocking to ease each other fear and got
so engrossed we never knew we had already made our tiny steps to cover a
distance of kilometers and had reached the Alwar district of Rajasthan.
We witnessed the beauty of the streets on our way to Alwar but
what we were actually looking for was a house of nightmare on our way we could
feel the graze of wind as if the fort of ghost is waiting for us to thrill us
with the fossils of dismay.
Much cause of the synopsis of guide I already started getting
goose bumps and was shivering cause of the story the guide was mumbling and we
noticed we peeved the Sariska reserve more closer to the destined spot as the
time goes by our patience started giving us an answer that the spot is as scary
as the guide was highlighting.
We are still in our way but it is more of silence then a gesture
of screams and smile because it is evening time now and the sun has gone down
now we are left on a restrain street with no housing colony and crowd around us
and it turned into worse when it started raining with a mist of carving the
little light which was trying to penetrate the thickness of overcast which was
accompanied by the roaring wind of Aravali range.
Between the clumsy and hostile environment we enter the
perimeter of fort while crossing Bhangarh we were into it a whisper from a
guide this is it we looked into each other face and answer yes this is it all
of us got outside the cab and steer at the horror atmosphere of a Bhoot Bangla.
As it was raining generously we enter the gate of Bhoot Bangla
all we could see was share darkness, webs of spider, shells of unknown and
sounds of stampede chilled our bone and thrilled us with the new definition of
horror as our guide was asking us to enter into the maze of fort we saw many a
people enjoying the surrounding of a fort which definitely ease our brain and
allow us to witness the structure of the fort.
As we explore the in and out we noticed the temple of hanuman
the area was full of temples and we asked each other how a ghost can stay at a
juncture of god and capture many other places within the premises such as
juhari Bazar, Gopinath temple and Royal palace which was carved with exquisite
beauty and in the morning we returned our way back to Delhi.
Although we did not encounter any ghost within and outside the
perimeter of Bhoot Bangla but the amount of adventure and horrifying thought
guided us throughout our way to Bhoot Bangla.