Atrai, Raninagar (Naogaon) will have heard the name of the police station. In the incident of 2005, people were constantly killing every party called proletariat. One of them is Shakhawat. Shakhawat was strangled to death on January 11 at 5 pm. His body reached the morgue at around 12 pm. When he went out to find a car to bring back the body, it became impossible to find a car. Finally, one Dom said, try to call Anis Rahman a folk. When Anis Rahma was found, the time would be a little more or less at 12:30 pm. Baladarkar Anish Rahman is 50 years old here. He is the driver of Bhatbhuti. And he only carried such corpses and took large sums of money. But Anish Rahman did not know that carrying Shakhawat would be a cursed chapter in his life. Shaikhwat's body was removed from Anisrahman. Wrapped in a lock (bamboo bed). When Anish Rahman was told to leave the car, it was about 2 o'clock at night. When the engine was started, the engine was very tight. You didn't have to bring it. Two or three of those who came to pick up the body did not read it. Then Anish suddenly saw that he was holding hands with Chankar and he was not being turned on. So he opened the lock with his hand inside and tied the lock round. Then he started the journey by turning on the machine at 2.30 pm. The man who just carries the corpse doesn't have time to say that he will be very brave. No one is in the car. Those who went to pick up the body did not come with a vehicle for fear. From the morgue the car started moving on the road. The streets in the middle of the city, the people are empty and the street lights are dim in the fog. The river that has divided the city of Naogaon in two, the bridge over the river in the middle of the middle of the car was shaking. He stopped the car and looked back at the soft light, he saw that the body had been untied. He got up and tied the body tightly. He started walking again.
Sejhakuni again without the bridge. Looked back again, nah! All right. He started walking along the Santahar-Raninagar road. The wind is blowing, the winter is in full swing, and sometimes the fog seems to cover a pollution area of less than 5 meters. You have been forced to bring a car very slowly. The car was shaking violently in Santahar, the wind was blowing like a storm, and Anis couldn't see her hand in the fog. The brave man still got scared. He started reading Tukudoya. He stopped the car and sat down without getting out of the car. This time he felt the existence of something very heavy on the car. Firdaoya Kalima is not reading backwards, read for 10 minutes, the wind speed gradually decreased, the fog also disappeared. Without turning back, he started running the bhatbhuti. But the car doesn't want to go, as if something weighing 20/25 pounds is pulling the car. One timeless object seems to have disappeared. The car started moving at normal speed. Bhatbhuti is passing by Raktaday Bill, 15 minutes after reaching the Halliestation station, the engine is about to stop. He looked at the engine to see what was going on, that hand was stuck in that part of the engine. Anish was so frightened that even in winter his whole body became sweaty. Hands and feet are trembling, trying to stop breathing in fear. Tried to take courage in mind. In my mind, many bodies have been taken away by this car, then! What is fear? When he bravely turned back, he saw a light but it was dark, it went through the bill, when the light was going on, there was a sound in the water, you heard it clearly. All three bindings are open, wet in the middle of the arbuk. But this blood is absolutely fresh. Without thinking 8/5, he just thought that if he stayed here, he would die. There is no way to run. With courage, he tied his hand tightly inside. He started driving. The car reached Raninagar. He saw some people sleeping. The car stopped for about 30 minutes. In the middle of this, he urinates next to the railway line. So he started the journey by launching Bhatbhuti again. After Raninagar, a bridge built during the British period is known as Hatishura Bridge. This bridge is the last boundary of the Blood Donation Bill. When the car reached there, the atmosphere in Chailo was exactly as it was near the bridge. This time too there is so much fog all around that it is not clear whether the lights of Bhatbhuti are on. Suddenly you felt the touch of someone on your back, all the veins, sub-veins, eyes, everything, hot air began to come out.
Can't think what to do, slowly the touch is coming towards Anish's chest, he saw it with his hand. The hand is moving towards his neck, he can't stop even after hundreds of attempts. The car also stopped once. The hand is not trying to stop. This time he looked back, the corpse was sitting and holding him, there was nothing in his eyes, he was bleeding. The chest is empty. Seeing the corpse sitting, Anish's life was about to come out, his breath was coming out, Anis shook his hand with both hands in his last attempt. The hand moved away, immediately slapped so hard on the back, Anish started screaming saying parents. Then another slap hit the car. You have brought ignorance. When he regained consciousness, 13 days had passed. Rajshahi Medical Hospital. Bandes on his chest and back, Anish Rahman came home after a few more days. Many people including me dared to show him. Anish Rahman has no flesh on his back, and all the wounds he gets when the fire burns on his chest and side. These were the words of Anish Rahman. He never carried the body in the car again.
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