Kubdi: Jagdish McWan

No one ever crosses those four roads. For that reason one side of the road became a raw ladder. Because everyone was going through it. Without panic. But the mere thought of crossing the quad five feet away would have killed people's cataracts. On the night of Poonam, in the white light of the moon, Kubdi was seen sitting there. Many had seen it. It was not a rumor. But the rest of the time, even if she didn't look like she was sitting there, everyone knew she was sitting there. If the driver of a vehicle that does not know this passes by the crossroads, it will collide with an invisible object and be thrown away from the road. And dying. Many such accidents had occurred at the crossroads.

The crutch never hurt anyone passing by on the side of the road. But Chokdi was his estate. Not to go through it as if it had an unwritten law. Why does he sit there? No one knew what his past was. People created stories automatically. None of this was true, but it was very exciting.

Everything was going well. One day news came that the Chief Minister's convoy was going to pass by next month. That means painting the car on the road. The contractor left the quadrangle and agreed to carpet the rest of the road. However, everyone was also worried that the Chief Minister was going to die. And how to deny them. Do you think that is true?

The talk reached the TDO from the Sarpanch and from there reached the District Collector Development Assistance. The age of development is 3 years. Clever collector. Extremely fearless. He does not believe in all such things. So he came to the village himself. The whole village gathered. And sat on the bike and went past the crossroads, but with no invisible force collided and bounced. And wandered along the trees and fell unconscious. Had to be admitted to ICU immediately. Kept going into a coma.

While Collector Vikas was tossing between life and death, his wife Sonal was sitting in front of Nathukaka, the oldest person in the village, with the village sarpanch. He wanted to know about the crutch.

Nathukaka continued the story, "I've been listening to Kubdi since I was little. When I was young, I once saw Poonam sitting on a cross at twelve o'clock at night. From a distance. Where does the courage to go near come from? No one saw his face. His face is covered with long gray hair. My grandfather used to say that years ago there was a prostitute named Kamini who lived a little away from this part of the village. Men from all over the village and surrounding villages used to go to her to find a cure for their lust. Was famous throughout the diocese.

There is a temple of Shivaji in the part of the village. At that time, the priests of that temple were very strict. Her daughter-in-law and grandson lived with her. Her son-in-law was a bit of a scoundrel. He also used to go to Kamini to satisfy his lust. But in the lure of saving money, he made love with Kamini. Kamini really fell in love with it.

By doing business, Kamini had collected many rupees. Pella was also interested in Kamini's wealth. So one day he took Kamini's money and ran away. Kamini vented her anger on the young man's barry-boy. They were both brought to the crossroads and killed. There was no road before, only bushes.

Seeing the corpse of his daughter and grandson, the priest cursed Kamini that the star would not be released. Where my daughter and grandson died, your soul will be bound. It will never go away.

Even the priests died rather than cursed and imagined. Then Kamini realized what she had done! Then he quit his business and turned his attention to worship. Served many monks. He asked her to kill the curse. But no one had a cure. But a monk blessed her that if a real widow is ready to take your place, you will be relieved.

Years passed. The road became where Kamini killed the priest's son and grandson. The vehicles began to throb. One day Kamini also died. But his soul went to the quartet and sat down. And since then the quartet has been sitting. And your husband suffered the consequences. Give up hope of your husband's survival. No one can save him now. "

Sonal, saddened by the story, said goodbye. Fifteen days later, Collector Vikas's health improved and he recovered, but his wife Sonal was missing. After much searching, it was not found.

The matter reached the Chief Minister, so he too understood the decency and canceled the passage. But the question was where did Sonal go?

The answer to that question was on that quadrant. Today was Poonam's night again. There was no crutch sitting on that cross today. Sonal was sitting there. She had saved her husband by trading her soul for her life. Last Poonam, no one could even dare to go near the hut here. But it reached directly to the hut. And begged for her husband's life. Kubdi's soul was thirsty. So Sonal took Kubdi's place for Mukti and Kubdi saved Sonal's husband.

But then the four stopped having an accident.