The bungalow was never the same after that. Mr. Sharma fell into madness

The bungalow was never the same after that. Mr. Sharma fell into madness, claiming he could hear Kavita’s voice, calling out to him in the night. He became a recluse, refusing to leave the house. Asha, consumed by grief, withered away until she too was gone. The once-prosperous family was reduced to ruins. But the tragedy didn’t end there. Neighbors began reporting strange occurrences around the bungalow. At night, they would hear the sound of a girl crying, the faint rustle of leaves as if someone was walking through the grove. Some even claimed to see a figure—a young girl with long hair—wandering the ga