Mashhur Delhi ki baat hai ek chhote se gaon terahpur . Terahpur gaon mein aisi aisi ghatna ghatit Hui Hai ki Main aapko bataungi to aapka Dil kam karna band kar dega. Terahpur gaon mein ek bridge ke pass sar Kati bhutni rahti thi vah Kisi ladki Ko nahin Marti thi sirf ladkon ko maar deti thi. Ek din use gaon mein foreigner aaya. Use gaon wale Ne use bridge ke bare mein bataya bhi tha per usne yah samjha yah yah afwah hai yah gaon wale kitne bevkuf hain yah kaisi kaisi afwah Uda rahe hain yah science ki duniya mein nahin ji Rahi yah purani bhoot Pret uski duniya mein Ji rahe hain. Per per foreigner ko kya pata tha uski maut a chuki hai vah use bridge ke pass Raat mein Gaya vah bridge itna Sundar tha uska Raat ka seen itna achcha lagta tha Jo Koi dekhta use bridge ko to usi mein doob jata tha foreigner Ne bahut sare photo click kiye vo vah jaane Laga to ek awaaz I aur ek Sundar Si ladki samne padi foreigner ka man badal gaya aur vah foreigner use ladki ko dekhta Hi Raha vah itni Sundar lag rahi thi usmein red color ki Sadi gahane chhoti Si bindi chudiyan Bal khule hue uska man Mohit ka ho gaya aur foreigner use ladki ki taraf khinchne Laga per use foreigner ko kya pata Thi uski vah aakhri Raat Hai. Use use sar Kati chudail Ne usko Apne pass Bulaya aur vah foreigner chala bhi gaya aur vah sar Kati chudail bolane lagi ki meri bhi ek photo click kar do na to foreigner bola kya photo click karni hai abhi karta hun. Usne photo bahut sare click kar diye jab vah photo dekhne Laga to usne dekha vah itna dar Gaya itna dar Gaya ki vah vahan se hil bhi nahin Pa raha tha use photo mein vah ladki nahin thi sar Kati chudail thi. Uska Pati na start ho gaya chehre per itni Si kam ki vah samne dekh bhi nahin Pa raha tha ki vah ladki hai bhi nahin ya nahin usne samne dekha to ladki Gayab.
