20 APRIL, 1996

It was raining heavily and there I was, sitting in my room alone, waiting for my parents to come back from a relative’s marriage ceremony. I don’t understand why they even have to marry. I was just 16 back then so it was something that wouldn’t go inside my head. There was a total black out in the city, so I couldn’t even watch TV. I had no other choice but to stare outside my window and enjoy the rainy night with wild thunderstorm as if it was the devil’s day. I could see the streets flooded with water. And suddenly my sightseeing was interrupted by a man running down on the flooded streets in a hurry. But the water was slowing him down. That was making him give some extra effort to run. But why was he even running! Suddenly he tripped and fell on the streets. And another man appeared on the streets standing over him with a gun pointed on his head. And BANG!

Holy Shitt! He shot him. This is a murder and a murder is wrong. How could he murder someone? I panicked and shut my window loudly. Ohh shitt shitt shitt, he must have heard it. Now what am I going to do? For the first time I was wishing my parents to come home early. I sat in a corner of my room and prayed to keep me alive. I gathered all my courage and dared to see if he was still there. I opened the window and there was no one.

“KNOCK KNOCK! KNOCK KNOCK!”. I couldn’t even stand to open the door. I was so afraid to come out of my closet.

“Mike open the door, it’s us.” As soon as I heard that, I ran to the door, opened the gate and hugged my parents and burst out crying. “It’s ok son, it’s ok. The moment we heard about the shooting, we came as soon as we could. Don’t worry son, we are here now.”

The words that I hated the most started to sound like a blessing. There was a huge crowd gathered around the dead body. I thanked God to let it end. But deep down I knew he was still out there looking for me. The only question was would he come back for me or just let me go?


“Why would he come back?” exclaimed my parents. Obviously there were police officers around the street. But along with them, there were 2 CBI officers who came looking for that guy.

“You don’t know him the way I know. I have been chasing this guy for the last 5 years. My guy is armed and extremely dangerous. He leaves no clue and vanishes from the scene like a ghost. He only leaves behind a number of dead bodies wherever he goes. If he knows you saw him, he is coming back. He wouldn’t leave a single clue that would lead to him. We have to increase your security sir. We can’t take any chances. Your son is the sole eye witness. Your son has given us the sketch and we would do anything to find him and then we will need your son to prove that in court.”

“How about we just leave this city and move? He won’t find us.”

“There is no place to hide. He will find you and he will come for you. He could be anywhere. We don’t even know who he is. We just know that he comes and disappears like a ghost. He is the ghost!”

After two days we got a call from the CBI officer informing us that they have caught the killer. Finally he was arrested. For the first time I took a deep breath and felt safe. He was to be presented to the court. The CBI officer had everything. He got his guy. He got the only clue and the strongest one, i.e. me as the eye witness. This was a total open and shut case.


“I need you to confirm me that it was him who murdered that guy.” “Yes, it’s him”. I could never forget his face, the tough look with a scar running through his left cheek and his half cut ear and specially his red eyes. He had the perfect look of a cold blooded killer.

Everything was running fine and was in our favour until the opposition lawyer presented another man. I was still standing in the witness box when the lawyer asked me to look at both the suspects and tell me who exactly was at the crime scene that night. I saw a man with a tough look with a scar running through his left cheek and his half cut ear and red eyes coming towards the witness box. It was him. They looked exactly the same. They were twins. The court cannot punish one brother for the other’s crime. Now I had to determine who exactly was in the crime scene and I couldn’t. How am I supposed to identify one from the exactly similar looking twins who had all the details matched to each other?

Both the brothers were released from custody due to lack of evidence. They walked by me, looking me in the eye with their hungry eyes and giving me the message that he is coming for me. I wasn’t safe anymore.

There was a huge crowd outside the court. The media and public gathered around to know what happened inside the court room. The two brothers made their way from the crowd to the road when suddenly one of them got pushed and fell when a bus squeezed him on the road like a squirrel. He died on the spot. One of them died but who was the one who died, the innocent one or the ghost? If it was the ghost, we have been saved by the god. But if it was the innocent one, it was time for me to spend sleepless nights keeping my eyes wide open not to close them forever.


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