One Picture One Story Week-SEASON 01”

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِیْمِ

Light drops of rain were pouring in through the broken windows of the old house. Ahmed came to his grandfather's empty house after many years. After the death of grandfather, this house was deserted. All around, there was silence and a strange gloom. When he was a child. Ahmed was very afraid of this house. Especially the upstairs room where Dada kept his mysterious things.

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That night for some unknown reason Ahmed got curious and climbed the old wooden stairs to reach the top. The room was plunged into darkness. A flash of lightning from a small window would illuminate everything for a moment. Old books, rusty clocks and strange pictures on the walls made the atmosphere even more eerie.

An old black camera was placed in a corner of the room.

Ahmed was surprised when he picked it up. It was the only thing in the whole room that looked new. Beneath it was a small piece of paper on which was written:

"Thoughtful photography…not every scene is bearable."

Ahmed laughed a little and took a picture of the rain outside the window.

click

A few seconds later the picture came out. But as soon as he saw the picture, the color of Ahmed's face went away.

It was not raining but there was a terrible accident on the road. A motorcycle was lying in a wrecked state and an injured man was reaching out for help near it.

Ahmed threw the picture on the table in panic.

The next day, when he was going to the market, a similar accident happened before his eyes on the same road.

A cold wave ran through Ahmed's body.

Now he is sure that this camera is not normal.

A few days later he took a picture of his friend Ali. In the picture, Ali was lying on the hospital bed. Ahmed immediately warned him but Ali started laughing.

Two days later Ali's car had an accident.

Ahmed was scared. He decided that he would never touch that camera again.

But the secret always attracts people.

One night there was a strong wind. Electricity was going off again and again. Ahmed was sitting alone in his room and kept the same camera in front of him.

Finally he took his picture with trembling hands.

click

The picture came out slowly.

It was the same room in the picture... but Ahmed was nowhere to be found. Only the camera lay on the ground and the wall was written in blood:

"Some futures are not meant to be seen."

Suddenly the light in the room went off.

The sound of someone's footsteps was heard in the darkness.

Ahmad asked in fear, "Who is it?"

No answer came.

Then suddenly the power came back on. Ahmed looked back and saw an old man standing in the corner of the room.

He was her grandfather.

But his eyes were completely black.

"Grandpa…?"

The old man said softly:

"This camera doesn't show the future… it shows fate. And one who sees his fate, can never escape it."

Ahmed's hands began to tremble.

"What will happen to me?"

Grandfather quietly picked up the camera and pointed it at her.

"Now this is your trust."

At that moment, all the lights in the room exploded. Screaming sounds started everywhere. Ahmed tried to run towards the door but suddenly everything went silent.

The next morning when people opened the door of the house, the upstairs room was empty.

Ahmed was nowhere.

Only an old black camera lay on the table… and beneath it lay a new paper:

"Thoughtful photography…not every scene is bearable."

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