A travel story!!

     Last summer I went to my granny place in Tumsar, and was travelling back to my city Nagpur. My grandma warned me not to travel at night because its not safe out there in the dark. Everyone in the village went home before dark, and the streets were completely empty by 8pm. I didn't believed in all these superstitions also I had a flight to catch. So I left that evening, there was light drizzle that evening. And as per Indian rules there's a compulsory power cut when its rains, so even the street lights were off.

       I was listening to folk music while travelling  through the empty road in my car. Suddenly I saw a white ambassador car a few meters behind my car, I was happy to see that I wasn't the only one travelling through that road. Ambassador is a very old car whose production stopped in 2014, but still it holds a very prestigious position in Indian markets. That car was travelling at same speed as I was, that was really intriguing so I slowed a bit to see if it overtakes me and moves ahead. But to my surprise ambassador also slowed its pace.

             This a was really scary, I thought as if someone is following me.. "Could it be dacoits, a psycho killer, or someone was just trying to scare me for fun".. all these thoughts were running through my mind.. So I paced a bit I was driving SX4 at speed of 120kmph and above, an old ambassador could not pickup pace that quickly. But astonishingly the car was pacing at the same speed as I was, now I was having palpitation and my hands were trembling. I was again and again looking in the rear veiw mirror to check on the old car behind. 

            Suddenly an old lady came on the road, I was looking at the car behind so I could not see her before may be.. I noticed her when she came very close. In order to save her I applied brakes and my car skid off the road. I came out see whether the old lady was fine after searching for a while I couldn't find her. Assuming she ran away and is safe and sound I sat back to drive, only to notice that one my front tyre was punctured by the sharp rocks beside the road.

              Hesitatingly I changed the tyre with the step knee in the trunk of car. I took me almost 30 min to change the tyre.. Those were the most terrifying 30 mins of my life.. The white ambassador also vanished like the old lady.. " are those dacoits  trying to ambush me, are they hiding somewhere, should I call police" all this was going through my head.

                  I got in the car and drove as fast as I could, and after a while the same white car again started following me. I started panicking, all I could hear was my heart beating loudly. That car for the first time was trying to overtake me, but I didn't give any room to move ahead.. Desperately trying to overtake that old car tried to squeeze out through a narrow passage, and collided with a huge rock. Loud noise of car crashing came so I stopped to see, as I started moving to see what happened to those inside, suddenly that crashed car caught fire I rushed to my car and drove as fast as I could..

               To gods grace I reached safely to my home. And till date I don't know what happened that night. I called the local reporter of that area and he said, "no accident took place that night". He also said that the road is haunted and locals do not travel via that road at night.The road is an accident prone area and almost all of those happen at night, he added..