Daiyan ki Pooja: Andhere Mein Chhipa Khaufnaak Sach | Real Horror Story in English

Aarav had always heard rumors about the abandoned forest temple near his village, a place where no one dared to enter after sunset. Locals whispered that a daiyan, a witch-like spirit, performed nightly rituals there. One evening, driven by curiosity and disbelief, Aarav decided to uncover the truth himself.




With only a torch in his hand, he reached the old temple. The air felt unusually cold, and a strange humming echoed from inside. As he stepped closer, he saw symbols drawn on the ground—fresh, glowing faintly in the dark. Suddenly, the wind stopped. Silence swallowed the place.




Then he saw her.




A tall, twisted figure draped in black stood before the altar. Her long hair touched the ground, and her face was covered, but her hollow whisper reached him, “You should not have come.”




Aarav froze as she turned. Her face had no eyes—only dark, endless sockets. The shadows behind her began to move like living creatures, crawling toward him. He tried to run, but his legs wouldn’t obey.




The last thing he remembered was her cold breath on his neck.




The villagers later found his torch near the temple—still on, still warm—

but Aarav was never seen again

The Fine of the Soul: The True Haunted Temple Story That Froze an Entire Village

 

In a small town of Rajasthan, there stood an old temple known for its eerie silence after midnight. Locals believed that whoever entered the temple after 12 a.m. had to pay “the fine of the soul.” One night, a fearless man named Arjun decided to prove everyone wrong. With a flashlight in hand, he stepped into the temple, laughing at the villagers’ warnings.




As soon as the clock struck twelve, the air turned cold. The temple bells rang by themselves, and Arjun’s flashlight began to flicker. He heard footsteps behind him — slow, heavy, and filled with rage. When he turned around, a faint figure of a woman in white appeared, her eyes glowing red.




“You have entered without permission,” she whispered. “Now, pay the fine…”




The next morning, Arjun was found outside the temple, unconscious and trembling. His hair had turned white overnight. When he finally woke up, he couldn’t speak — only point toward the temple in fear. Since that day, no one dares to go near it. The villagers say the spirit still waits — for the next soul bold enough to enter… and pay the fine. 👁️‍🗨️