The unfortunate bride.

Sometimes things happen in our lives that force us to burn our lives to the brim. That's exactly what happened that day, in the fortunes of my village, like a black cloud.

 This is the story of the first decade of the nineteenth century, when India was still under British rule. The situation in Indian villages is dire. There is no hope of development, because people are turning away from education and turning to superstition and falsehood.

It was a hot summer night. A girl's wedding took place in a village near our village. Her carriage was passing through our village.

The Bride's name was  Bai Padhi, a brahmin girl newly getting married and going on her way in a Palki  carried by  four persons with her husband and all the relatives of family members from both father and in laws sides. 

Suddenly a man in a horse-drawn carriage stopped the bridegroom with a gun.She forcibly abducted the girl and threatened them to return.

The bride requested him to leave, but he forced her to stay with him.

 She decided to not to move back or go forward and requested all to leave her there alone. Also she requested to distribute all the sweets and gifts that she was carrying  , to the villagers of in laws sides. she sold all her jewelry ornaments to dig a big pond ( Pokhari ) to benefit local village people and to be remembered for time to come. One day surprisingly water came out of that dry pond and started overflowing all sides .

One morning, the girl jumped into the pool and committed suicide. She ended her life by jumping into the waterfull of big pond. The water from that big deep pod stopped overflow and remained calm.

The news was heard by all the villagers, but no one conducted her funeral. The man who abducted her was a notorious robber, so he did not perform the funeral.

 With no funeral, the girl's soul became dissatisfied. The dissatisfied wandered around the village for years to avenge her. In the end, she killed the notorious criminal and all his family members to avenge her death. But the villagers were surprised to see that the death of each person, was like a suicide not murder.

The real thing happened more than hundred years.  We just heard the story 25 years before from the third generation of that adopted family members of the notorious person in my village.  The woman (who narrated the whole story to me) was adopted by that cursed family and she narated to me  all that cursed unhappening happened exactly in her great grandfather times for what their continuing  adoptive family members are suffering from the cursed life since four generations. 

Later I came to  know that woman herself also committed suicide in the very early morning found  hanging  in a rope in front of her own house. I also have seen in my childhood that in one very  early morning her house started burning with  very high flames of more than 10 feet high over above the roof but not touching neighbouring houses closed to it.

That pond is still in our village today.

The villagers put the name of the pool in the girl's name. But even today, everyone is afraid to go alone to that pool