Tripti and Avinash were best friends. They studied in the same class and lived in the same street. Every evening , they sat near the old banyan tree and talked for hours.
One day, Tripti said something strange.
"Avinash... do you believe in things we cannot see ?"
Avinash laughed, "like ghosts ? No."
Tripti didn't laugh.
" l thing someone follows me ",she said softly.
Avinash looked around. The road was empty.
"Maybe you are just scared", he said.
But Tripti shook her head.
"No... he talks to me".
Avinash felt a little uncomfortable.
"Who talks to you?" He asked.
Tripti looked at the banyan tree.
"He says his name is Kabir".
Avinash frowned. "Who is Kabir? Our school students?"
Tripti slowly shook her head.
"He says... he died here".
The wind suddenly became cold.
Avinash felt something strange.
"Stop joking". He said.
"I'm not joking", Tripti replied.
Then she whispered,
"He is standing behind you right now".
Avinash body froze.
He slowly turned back.
Nothing..
Just the tree.
But... the leaves were not moving.
The air felt heavy.
That night, Avinash could not sleep.
Around midnight....
He heard a soft knock on his window.
Tap... Tap... Tap...
Avinash got up slowly.
"Who is there?" He asked.
No answer.
He opened the window slightly.
And then-
He saw Tripti standing outside.
In the dark.
Smiling.
"Tripti? What are you doing here?" Avinash asked.
She spoke in a low voice,
"He wants to meet you".
Avinash felt scared.
"Who?"
Tripti's smile because strange.
"Kabir".
Suddenly, the lights went off.
Everything became dark.
When the lights come back...
Tripti was gone.
But on the window glass...
Someone had written with cold fingers-
"I AM WATCHING YOU".