June 28, 2025 • 38 mins
Join Beck in this gripping episode of To The Spirit as sheexplores the dark side of Hindu mythology, where violent creatures and evil spirits lurk, waiting to terrorize the unwary. From shape-shifting demons to bloodthirsty beasts, theseancient legends are filled with terrifying figures that strike fearinto the hearts of those who dare to cross their path.
Beck delves into the terrifying stories of creatures like the Rakshasas, Brahmaparusha, and the Bhoot Bangla, each with their own blood-curdling powers and destructive intent. These mythical beings are not only evil but are believed to huntand possess the innocent, leaving behind a trail ofhorror and devastation.
Tune in as we uncover the most chilling and violent creatures from Hindu lore, and explore the legends that have shaped India’s history and folklore for centuries. Are you ready to face the dark forces that lurk in the shadows?
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You're listening to To the Spirit podcast.
Welcome, dear listeners, to another eerie episode of To the
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Spirit. I'm your host, Beck, and today
we're diving into a world where bloodthirsty legends and violent
rituals linger in the shadows ofancient Indian history.
Today we uncover the gruesome blood fest sites across to
India, places that are steeped in legends of evil, sacrifice,
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and malevolent creatures that haunt the dark corners of Hindu
mythology. Prepare yourselves, because
these places and stories are notfor the faint of heart.
India, a land of incredible beauty and deep spiritual
traditions, is also home to someof the most terrifying and
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brutal legends. Hindu mythology is filled with
dark and violent beings, the tales of bloodshed, deities and
vengeful spirits that once roamed these very lands.
In this episode, we'll visit thesites of ancient blood
sacrifices. Here's stories of terrifying
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gods and demons, and explore places where the air seems to
pulse with the lingering energy of dark rituals.
So let's embark on this hauntingjourney together.
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Let's begin our journey with a story that blends chilling
history with dark, eerie legends.
A tale that stretches across northern India to the Row Rich
Estate in Himachal Pradesh, where the Boot Bangla or the
Ghost House stands as a hauntingreminder of the past.
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The Row Rich Estate, a sprawlingproperty nestled amongst the
picturesque mountains, is home to more than just stunning
views. Beneath its beauty lies a
disturbing legend. Once steeped in dark rituals and
blood soaked history, the estateis said to be haunted by spirits
of those who never received proper burials, restless souls
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who are condemned to roam the earth, their peace forever
denied. Local folklore tells of a group
of evil spirits known as the Patna who are said to haunt the
area surrounding the estate. These spirits long ago were the
souls of individuals who met violent ends, those who were
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murdered or died without receiving a proper burial.
In death, their souls were cursed.
Unable to find rest, they were doomed to linger in this world,
their vengeful energy twisting them into horrific forms.
But these spirits were not always monstrous.
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The Patina are shape shifters, malevolent entities who could
transform into beautiful women, luring unsuspecting men into
their grasp. These women, with their haunting
beauty and their magnetic charm,would mesmerize their victims,
leading them into the dark corners of the estate.
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There, in the shadows of the RoeRich Estate's grand halls, the
men would meet their untimely end.
As the men fell under the spell of the patina's beauty, they
were drained of their life force, their blood sucked away
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in the dead of night. It's said that the women would
use the men's blood to fuel their own unnatural vitality,
growing stronger as their victims withered and died.
The Roe Rich Estate, once a sight of artistic brilliance and
quiet solitude, became the hunting ground for these
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vampiric spirits, each blood sucker more dangerous than the
last. Those who venture too close to
the estate during certain times of the year, especially when the
full moon was high, reported hearing strange happenings.
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Visitors described hearing eeriemusic drifting through the
estate's windows, as if invitingthem inside.
But when they approached, there was nothing but silence and an
overwhelming sense of dread. Others have spoken of seeing the
figure of a beautiful woman standing in the windows of the
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Boot Bungla, but when they got closer, her beauty would twist
into something grotesque, her face elongating into a snarling
mask, her eyes burning with the fury of the restless dead.
At that moment they'd realize that the woman wasn't a woman at
all, but a Patna, a shape shifting demon intent on
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draining the very life out of them.
The spirits of the Patna are believed to still haunt the Row
Rich estate, their presence feltin the cold winds that blow
through the mountains in the dark corners of the estate where
no one dares to tread. Locals have long avoided the
area at night and only the bravest or most foolish attempt
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to uncover the truth behind these evil spirits.
Perhaps it's the lingering energy of these shape shifting
demons, forever cursed around the earth that gives Boot Bangla
its haunted reputation. Visitors who come seeking
answers may find themselves trapped by their own curiosity,
falling victim to the spirits that still haunt the darkened
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halls of the Roe Rich Estate. Now, let's travel to the banks
of the holy river Yamuna to Ramgat, a site that is known for
its disturbing connection to ancient rituals of sacrifice.
Ramgat, located in the ancient town of Vrindavan, is said to be
cursed by the spirits of those who were sacrificed there during
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the worship of Kali and other bloodthirsty gods.
The Got was once a site for massive sacrificial ceremonies
where blood flowed into the river under the command of
priests seeking divine favor. Legend has it that during the
most violent festivals, the blood of animals, sometimes even
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humans, was spilled in enormous quantities to appease Kali and
other powerful deities. To this day, the waters of
Ramgat are said to run red underthe moonlight.
Locals have reported seeing ghostly figures near the water,
and there's an eerie silence that falls over the God at
night, as if the spirits of the sacrificed are still seeking
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justice. And sometimes, just before dawn,
a low, almost inaudible chantingechoes from the God, a call from
the spirits that never left. At the heart of Kolkata stands
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the Kaligaat Temple, a powerful shrine dedicated to Kali, where
devotees come seeking her blessings or perhaps fearing her
wrath. Kali is often depicted as a
fearsome figure, a dark skinned woman with bulging eyes, a wild
tongue dripping with blood and fangs that could tear through
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anything in her path. Her Garland of skulls symbolizes
the countless beings she has conquered and the endless cycles
of birth and death she governs. In her hands she holds a sword
and a severed head, her expression 1 of fierce
determination. But Kali is not just the goddess
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of destruction. She represents the death of the
ego, the destruction of illusion, and the ultimate
transformation that comes with the end of all things.
The Garland of skulls is not just a symbol of death, it's a
reminder that death of itself isthe gateway to new beginnings.
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She is the Goddess who stands atthe threshold of time, ushering
the soul from 1 realm to the next without judgement or mercy.
In the temple itself, worshippers gather to honor
Kali, seeking her strength to overcome the obstacles in their
lives. The air is often thick with
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incense, the ground is marked byofferings of flowers and sweet
meats, and the walls echo with chance.
But despite the reverence, there's a sense of unease
because Kali is not one approaches lightly.
Beyond the Kaligat Temple, thereare numerous shrines dedicated
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to Kali scattered across Kolkataand throughout India, each
temple resonating with her terrifying energy.
Many are hidden away in quiet corners and small alleys, or
under the covers of trees where the shadows seem to move on
their own. The city itself, with its mix of
ancient and modern, seems to humwith Kali's power in these
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sacred spaces. Her fierce form is worshipped in
all its terrifying glory, and visitors sometimes report
experiencing A palpable shift inthe atmosphere, a feeling that
time slows and the boundary between life and death thins.
The very presence of Kali in these temples is said to
transform those who seek her blessings.
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But this transformation comes with a price.
It is said that to truly understand Kali, you must be
willing to face your darkest fears, to confront death itself.
The temples become places where the soul is laid bare, and those
who visit must be ready to meet the goddess in her most fearsome
form. One of the most chilling tales
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from the Kaligat Temple involvesan ancient ritual performed
during certain times of the year.
Devotees, in an attempt to gain Kali's favor, would offer blood
sacrifices to the goddess. Though animal sacrifices have
been outlawed in modern times, the temple's history is steeped
in these dark rituals. The blood, believed to be the
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most sacred offering, was said to appease Kali, granting the
devotee a glimpse of her true, terrifying form.
But not all those who worshippedKali left unscathed.
There are stories of those who, in their fervent devotion, felt
Collie's gaze upon them, her fierce, unblinking eyes watching
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them as they knelt before her idol.
And in these moments, time itself seemed to stretch.
Visitors have reported feeling as though they were standing at
the very edge of existence, caught between life and death,
unable to move as Collie's presence overwhelm their senses.
Some claim to have heard her whisper in their ears, telling
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them of the fleeting nature of life and the inevitable approach
of death. And it is said that Kali's
whispers, if one is brave enoughto listen, hold the key to
understanding the true meaning of life.
She reminds us that destruction is not an end, it is the
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necessary step before creation can begin again.
With her terrible fangs and her Garland of skulls, Kali is both
the end and the beginning, the terror and the salvation.
While the Kaligat temple remainsone of the most sacred places in
Kolkata, the legend of Kali is not confined to its walls.
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Her terrifying form, the echoes of her ancient battle with
Rakhtabagia, and her role as theultimate force of transformation
have spread far beyond the city.Kali's influence extends to
other temples across India, where her followers still seek
her power and protection, often in the most dramatic and
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frightening of ways. The legend of Kali continues to
capture the imagination of millions, and her terrifying
image as the goddess of time, death and transformation remains
a symbol of both reverence and fear.
She is the embodiment of the raw, untamed forces of the
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universe, and for those brave enough to approach her, she
offers the gift of ultimate power at the cost of their very
soul. Next, we journey to the
abandoned village of Coolterra in the deserts of Rajasthan, a
village whose blood soaked history dates back centuries.
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Caldera is said to have been thesite of a horrific curse, a
curse tied to the ancient legends of betrayal and revenge.
According to folklore, the villagers were once known for
their mystical practices and their connection to dark
deities, gods who demanded bloodsacrifices to keep their village
safe from invaders. However, when the local ruler
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soldiers demanded that the village surrender their
daughters for his pleasure, the villagers decided to take a
stand. In a final act of defiance, they
allegedly invoked their dark gods and the entire village
vanished overnight, some say into the earth.
Others believe they were taken by the very spirits they
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worship. But the village still stands
empty. Abandoned visitors often report
a sense of unease, hearing whispers of long dead villagers
cursing the ruler who sealed their fate.
The eerie silence of Caldera is thick with the blood soaked
past, and it's rumored that the ground itself still thirsts for
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Let's head to the dark corners of Mumbai, where we find a
chilling legend that has hauntedlocals for centuries.
The Vettel Temple, though known for its ghostly connection to
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the Vettels, hides a much darkerand more terrifying secret.
In the Dead of Night, whispers tell of creatures that haunt the
temple grounds, vampires and skeletal form with tattered
wings that stretch like shadows under the moonlight.
These vampire like beings, oftendescribed as terrifying
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skeletons with eerie, leathery wings, are not just spirits,
they are bloodthirsty creatures who feast on the living.
Unlike the traditional images ofvampires, those who prey on the
living from the safety of the shadows, the vampires of the
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Vettel Temple are anything but ordinary.
These skeletal beings, known as Battila vampires, are said to be
the cursed remnants of ancient warriors transformed into
monstrous winged vampires after death.
Their form is nothing short of grotesque.
Thin, Bony limbs with cracked, yellowed bones, hollow eye
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sockets that seem to glow with an unnatural light, and large,
ragged wings that flutter and tear through the air like torn
fabric. The wings of the Vatila vampires
are their most terrifying feature.
Unlike the graceful wings of mythological creatures, these
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wings are tattered and decayed, remnants of a past life that
refuses to die. They are not mere appendages,
but grotesque, leathery things that stretch wide in the dark,
casting long shadows over the temple grounds.
When they take flight, the soundof their wings is described as
bone chilling, a rustle like thescrape of 1000 dry leaves
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against stone. Locals who have dared to
approach the temple under the cover of night report hearing
the ominous flap of these wings,low and drawn out like the last
breath of the dying. And once they enter the shadows
of the temple grounds, the creatures descend swiftly,
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gliding through the darkness on their broken wings, eyes
gleaming with hunger. But the terror doesn't stop
there. These vampires are more than
just skeletal figures. They are said to have a terrible
thirst for blood, one that drives them into a relentless
pursuit of human prey. Their hollow, skeletal hands
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stretch out to grab victims, dragging them into the temples
darkest corners where the creatures feast.
The vampires are drawn to fresh blood, and it's said that they
can smell it from miles away, like vultures circling their
next meal. Some stories tell of the Vatila
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vampires attacking travellers who unknowingly venture too
close to the temple. With a horrifying screech, the
vampire swooped down from the shadows, their massive wings
blocking out the moonlight, leaving their victims
disoriented and trapped in the dark and a frenzied attack.
They tear into flesh, draining the life from their prey until
nothing remains but an empty, lifeless shell.
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Other accounts tell of the Vatila vampires not killing
outright, but instead turning their victims into the undead.
Those unfortunate enough to survive the attack find
themselves changed, their bodiesdrained of life, their souls
cursed to wander the earth as hollowed out husks.
These cursed individuals become servants of the Ventila
vampires, feeding the vampires thirst for blood in a twisted
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cycle of death and rebirth. Though many believe that the
Ventila vampires were once powerful beings, ancient
warriors or demons, there's alsoa theory that these creatures
are simply restless spirits who were never properly laid to
rest. The Vettel Temple is believed to
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be their burial site, and it's said that the Vettels, now
transformed into vampires, guardtheir sacred ground with an
insatiable fury, attacking anyone who dares to disturb
their peace. Visitors who enter the temple at
night often report feelings of dread and being watched, as if
something, no someone, is following them through the
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darkness. Some say that the air grows
cold, the wind picks up, and shadows begin to twist
unnaturally around them. Those who have had close
encounters with the skeletal vampires speak of hearing the
flapping wings growing louder and closer with each passing
2nd. And then nothing.
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Only the silence of the night, broken only by the faint whisper
of bone against bone. Yet despite the horrors that
haunt the Vettel temple, there are still those who visit,
seeking answers from the spiritsor perhaps looking to prove
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their bravery. But for most, the terror of the
Vettel vampires is enough to keep them at Bay.
After all, no one wants to become the next victim of the
winged, fleshed eating, blood drinking skeletons that still
roam the temple's darkened halls.
As the night deepens, the Vatilavampires of Mumbai's ancient
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temple remain out of sight, lurking in the shadows, waiting
for the next soul to cross theirpath.
In a city where the modern worldmeets the ancient, the story of
the Vettel Temple reminds us that some legends are more than
just stories. They are warnings, and the
vampires of the temple continue to live on in the darkness,
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awaiting their next feast. Our journey now takes us to
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Kanpur, in the northern state ofUttar Pradesh, where a temple
dedicated to one of the most feared and powerful figures in
Hindu mythology stands, a place known as the Ravana Temple.
But don't let the name fool you.While Ravana is often portrayed
as a demon king in the epic Ramayana, here in Kanpur he is
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revered in a way that is both fascinating and deeply
unsettling. Ravana was no mere mortal, he
was king of the rock Shazes, a race of powerful, shape shifting
beings that dwell in dark, forbidden places like
cemeteries, and their influence is believed to linger to this
day. The Ravana temple is a place
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where the line between the sacred and the supernatural
seems to blur. Though Ravana is often seen as
an antagonist in the Ramayana, asymbol of evil, in this temple
his legacy is honored. Devotees come to the temple to
pay homage to him, believing that Ravana, with his immense
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power and knowledge, holds the key to controlling dark forces.
What many don't know, however, is that Ravana's legacy is not
limited to his feats of strengthor cunning.
It extends to his connection with the Rakashazas, the
supernatural beings he commandedwho still haunt the land.
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Rakashazas are not like the demons of other mythologies.
These creatures, born from ancient curses and dark powers,
are believed to be able to shifttheir shape, making them nearly
impossible to track. In many stories, they take on
terrifying forms, some with grotesque features, while others
may appear as beautiful women luring men into deadly traps.
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These beings are often associated with cemeteries,
where they're said to roam at night, feasting on the souls of
the dead and the living alike. In the shadow of the Ravana
Temple, the rock shazes are saidto reside in the surrounding
cemeteries. These creatures are believed to
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inhabit the graveyards, drawn tothe dark energy in the spirits
of the departed. Locals claim that at night, you
can hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps shuffling through
the gravestones, accompanied by the eerie whispers of the rock
Shazes as they prowl in the silent, forgotten corners of the
cemetery. But the rock Shaz's are not
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content to merely linger in the shadows.
According to the legends, they feed on more than just spirits
of the dead, they crave living flesh.
Travelers passing through Kanpur, or those unfortunate
enough to wander too close to the cemetery have reported
strange, unsettling occurrences.Some say that they have felt an
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icy hand grip their shoulder in the dead of night, others claim
to hear the footsteps of an unseen pursuer.
And still others have vanished without a trace, only to be
found days later, drained of energy, with vacant eyes and a
terrifying emptiness within them.
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The connection between the rock,shazas and cemeteries is deeply
rooted in ancient practices. These creatures, it's said, are
born of dark rituals performed by those who have turned away
from the gods and embraced the path of the forbidden.
They feed on the life force of the dead and are drawn to places
of death where the veil between the living and the spirit world
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is thinnest. The cemetery surrounding the
Ravana Temple are not just burial grounds.
They are a gateway to something much darker.
One particularly chilling tale speaks of a group of travelers
who sought shelter near the cemetery.
They were drawn to the area by the temple's legend, curious
about its connection to Ravana and the rakshas.
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As the night fell, they gatherednear the temple, hoping for some
sort of divine protection. But it wasn't the gods that
answered. In the dead of night, the
travellers heard the unmistakable sound of scratching
at their door, followed by the unsettling sound of whispers,
like hundreds of voices all speaking in unison.
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When they opened the door, they were greeted by a vision from
their worst nightmares, a group of Rock Shaz's standing at the
threshold, their eyes glowing with a malevolent hunger.
As the story goes, the travellers fled in terror,
running through the night. But the Rock Shaz's were
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relentless, chasing them throughthe darkened cemetery, their
footsteps echoing through the graves.
When the dawn finally broke, only one of the travellers
remained. His body was found near the
temple, lifeless, with a look ofsheer terror frozen on his face.
It is said that his last words were not a fear, but of a
desperate plea. The Rock Shaz's never sleep.
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The Rock Shaz's are said to be drawn to anyone who trespasses
in their domain, especially those who dare to disturb the
resting place of the dead. The Ravana Temple, with its deep
connection to Ravana and the dark forces he once commanded,
is thought to be a powerful focal point for the Rock Shaz's
power. Though they do not always appear
in physical form, their presenceis always felt, and those who
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visit the temple at night often report feelings of dread, like
they're being watched by something far older and far more
malevolent than anything they can comprehend.
Some locals believe the only wayto protect yourself from the
Rock Shazas is to make offeringsto Ravana in hopes that he will
keep the spirits of the dead andthe Rock Shazas at Bay.
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But even this is no guarantee. The Rock Shazas are cunning, and
they are as much a part of the night as the moon and the stars.
They are said to live in the shadows of the cemetery,
waiting, watching for the next soul to cross their path.
At the Ravana Temple, the dark legacy of Ravana and the rakshas
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lives on. The temple may be a place of
worship, but it's also a place of danger, a place where the
restless dead and the dark creatures of ancient myths are
never truly gone. The rock shasses of the cemetery
remain, hiding in the dark corners, lurking just beyond
sight and feeding on the souls of the living and dead alike.
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Now we travel to the majestic yet eerie land of Jaipur,
Rajasthan, a city known for its royal palaces and rich history.
But behind the grand architecture and the vibrant
colors of this desert city lies a dark and ancient legend, A
legend of a vampiric entity known as the Brahma Prussia.
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This creature is far from a typical vampire.
It is not just a blood drinker, but a terrifying being that has
been haunting the land for centuries, leaving behind a
trail of death and fear whereverit goes.
The Brahma Prussia is said to bea demon or spirit, a terrifying
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creature born of ancient Vedic texts.
The legend states that the Brahma Prussia was once a man, a
sage, who, through his excessiveindulgence in dark and forbidden
practices, became something muchmore sinister.
The story goes that he was a learned scholar, deeply immersed
in the study of sacred texts andrituals, But in his quest for
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immortality and ultimate power, he ventured into the forbidden
realms of black magic, seeking to bend the forces of nature at
his will. Through these dark practices,
the Brahma Prussia eventually transformed into a monstrous
vampiric being whose hunger for blood became insatiable.
His appearance, as described by those who have encountered him,
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is enough to send shivers down your spine.
A tall, gaunt figure with pale, deathly skin stretched tightly
over his bones and eyes that burn with an eerie, unnatural
glow. His long, matted hair and
blackened nails only add to thishorrifying presence.
But it is his mouth, his fangs that are truly terrifying.
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Unlike other vampires that hide in the shadows, the Brahmaprusha
is said to walk openly in the night, blending into the
darkness with an unnerving ease.His hunger is insatiable, and he
feeds on the blood of the living.
What makes him especially terrifying, however, is not just
his bloodlust, but the way he hunts.
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The Brahma. Prussia is said to possess
hypnotic powers, allowing him tocharm and lure his victims,
drawing them close with his quiet, persuasive voice before
sinking his fangs deep into their necks.
Locals in Jaipur believe the Brahma Prussia is drawn to
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isolated places such as the outskirts of villages, old
temples and crumbling ruins where he can hunt without
disturbance. And once his victim is under his
spell, he strikes without mercy.The Brahma Prussia drinks not
only to survive, but to sustain his dark, unnatural existence.
It is said that he only stops once his victim is completely
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drained, leaving behind an emptyshell of a once living person.
But the most terrifying part of this legend is the curse that
the Brahma Prasha leaves in his wake.
Victims who survive and encounter with him do not escape
unscathed. It is said that they are marked
both physically and spiritually,and over time they begin to
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change. Their strength wanes, their skin
pales, and they begin to feel a growing hunger for blood
themselves. Many who survive an attack by
the Brahma Prasha ultimately succumb to the curse and become,
like him, creatures that roam the earth in search of blood,
forever bound to the darkness. One particularly chilling tale
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tells of a young woman from Jaipur who, while walking home
one night, encountered the Brahma Prasha.
She was drawn to him by his soft, eerie voice, which
beckoned her into the shadows. When she came too close, he
struck, his fangs sinking deep into her neck.
But this woman, unlike many before her, survived.
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She was found days later, pale and weak, her blood completely
drained. Her family believed her to be
near death, but after she regained consciousness,
something was wrong. She began to experience strange
cravings, an insatiable thirst for blood.
At first it was only a feeling, a need she couldn't explain, but
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over time it grew stronger. Her eyes began to change,
glowing with a faint red hue. She was no longer the woman she
once was, and her family soon realized the terrible truth.
She had become a Brahma, Prussiaherself, a creature cursed to
feed on the living. Terrified of what she had
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become, the woman fled, and legend has it that she roams the
wilderness of Jaipur to this very day.
Some say that the Brahmaprusha found a way to pass on his
curse, creating an army of vampires, spreading terror and
darkness throughout the region. Today, the legend of the Brahma
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Prussia is not only whispered bythe people of Jaipur, but also
feared by those who understand the power of dark magic.
Some claim to have seen him walking along the streets at
night, his haunting presence felt by those who dare to
venture out after dark. Others believe that he still
resides in the ancient temples outside the city, waiting for
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the next soul to come too close.Whether fact or myth, the story
of Brahma Prasha continues to haunt Jaipur, a city of grandeur
and ancient mysteries. It reminds us that some
creatures are not bound by the laws of nature and that the
hunger for power, immortality inblood, can twist even the purest
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of souls into something monstrous.
The Brahma Prasha may never be fully defeated and his thirst
for blood will live on in the dark corners of Jaipur,
Rajasthan. And lastly, let's take a look at
the Shakti Peeths, a collection of sacred shrines scattered
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across India. These temples are believed to be
the places where the body parts of the goddess Sati fell to
earth after herself immolation. They are the sites of intense
spiritual energy, but also of horrific rituals and bloodshed.
The most notorious of these temples are those associated
with Kali and Durga goddesses, who are often depicted with
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blood drenched hands standing atthe bodies of demons.
At these temples, it was once customary to offer animal
sacrifices to the deities, and some legends claim that even
human sacrifices were made, especially during the most
violent festivals. The energy of these sites is so
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powerful that many claim they can feel the presence of the
spirits, restless and thirsty for more blood.
The air around these shrines is said to be charged, as if the
spirits of the sacrifice are still guarding the grounds,
seeking to reclaim the offeringsonce made in their name.
India's blood fest sites are notjust locations, they are vessels
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of dark energy, carrying with them the weight of centuries of
bloodshed and sacrifice. These gruesome places are
reminders of the violent historyof gods and demons, and they
continue to be places where the past refuses to be forgotten.
The spirits of those who are sacrificed still haunt these
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grounds, their stories etched inevery stone and every whisper.
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Welcome, dear listeners, to another eerie episode of To the
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Spirit. I'm your host, Beck, and today
we're diving into a world where bloodthirsty legends and violent
rituals linger in the shadows ofancient Indian history.
Today we uncover the gruesome blood fest sites across to
India, places that are steeped in legends of evil, sacrifice,
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and malevolent creatures that haunt the dark corners of Hindu
mythology. Prepare yourselves, because
these places and stories are notfor the faint of heart.
India, a land of incredible beauty and deep spiritual
traditions, is also home to someof the most terrifying and
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brutal legends. Hindu mythology is filled with
dark and violent beings, the tales of bloodshed, deities and
vengeful spirits that once roamed these very lands.
In this episode, we'll visit thesites of ancient blood
sacrifices. Here's stories of terrifying
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gods and demons, and explore places where the air seems to
pulse with the lingering energy of dark rituals.
So let's embark on this hauntingjourney together.
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Let's begin our journey with a story that blends chilling
history with dark, eerie legends.
A tale that stretches across northern India to the Row Rich
Estate in Himachal Pradesh, where the Boot Bangla or the
Ghost House stands as a hauntingreminder of the past.
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The Row Rich Estate, a sprawlingproperty nestled amongst the
picturesque mountains, is home to more than just stunning
views. Beneath its beauty lies a
disturbing legend. Once steeped in dark rituals and
blood soaked history, the estateis said to be haunted by spirits
of those who never received proper burials, restless souls
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who are condemned to roam the earth, their peace forever
denied. Local folklore tells of a group
of evil spirits known as the Patna who are said to haunt the
area surrounding the estate. These spirits long ago were the
souls of individuals who met violent ends, those who were
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murdered or died without receiving a proper burial.
In death, their souls were cursed.
Unable to find rest, they were doomed to linger in this world,
their vengeful energy twisting them into horrific forms.
But these spirits were not always monstrous.
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The Patina are shape shifters, malevolent entities who could
transform into beautiful women, luring unsuspecting men into
their grasp. These women, with their haunting
beauty and their magnetic charm,would mesmerize their victims,
leading them into the dark corners of the estate.
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There, in the shadows of the RoeRich Estate's grand halls, the
men would meet their untimely end.
As the men fell under the spell of the patina's beauty, they
were drained of their life force, their blood sucked away
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in the dead of night. It's said that the women would
use the men's blood to fuel their own unnatural vitality,
growing stronger as their victims withered and died.
The Roe Rich Estate, once a sight of artistic brilliance and
quiet solitude, became the hunting ground for these
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vampiric spirits, each blood sucker more dangerous than the
last. Those who venture too close to
the estate during certain times of the year, especially when the
full moon was high, reported hearing strange happenings.
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Visitors described hearing eeriemusic drifting through the
estate's windows, as if invitingthem inside.
But when they approached, there was nothing but silence and an
overwhelming sense of dread. Others have spoken of seeing the
figure of a beautiful woman standing in the windows of the
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Boot Bungla, but when they got closer, her beauty would twist
into something grotesque, her face elongating into a snarling
mask, her eyes burning with the fury of the restless dead.
At that moment they'd realize that the woman wasn't a woman at
all, but a Patna, a shape shifting demon intent on
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draining the very life out of them.
The spirits of the Patna are believed to still haunt the Row
Rich estate, their presence feltin the cold winds that blow
through the mountains in the dark corners of the estate where
no one dares to tread. Locals have long avoided the
area at night and only the bravest or most foolish attempt
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to uncover the truth behind these evil spirits.
Perhaps it's the lingering energy of these shape shifting
demons, forever cursed around the earth that gives Boot Bangla
its haunted reputation. Visitors who come seeking
answers may find themselves trapped by their own curiosity,
falling victim to the spirits that still haunt the darkened
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halls of the Roe Rich Estate. Now, let's travel to the banks
of the holy river Yamuna to Ramgat, a site that is known for
its disturbing connection to ancient rituals of sacrifice.
Ramgat, located in the ancient town of Vrindavan, is said to be
cursed by the spirits of those who were sacrificed there during
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the worship of Kali and other bloodthirsty gods.
The Got was once a site for massive sacrificial ceremonies
where blood flowed into the river under the command of
priests seeking divine favor. Legend has it that during the
most violent festivals, the blood of animals, sometimes even
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humans, was spilled in enormous quantities to appease Kali and
other powerful deities. To this day, the waters of
Ramgat are said to run red underthe moonlight.
Locals have reported seeing ghostly figures near the water,
and there's an eerie silence that falls over the God at
night, as if the spirits of the sacrificed are still seeking
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justice. And sometimes, just before dawn,
a low, almost inaudible chantingechoes from the God, a call from
the spirits that never left. At the heart of Kolkata stands
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the Kaligaat Temple, a powerful shrine dedicated to Kali, where
devotees come seeking her blessings or perhaps fearing her
wrath. Kali is often depicted as a
fearsome figure, a dark skinned woman with bulging eyes, a wild
tongue dripping with blood and fangs that could tear through
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anything in her path. Her Garland of skulls symbolizes
the countless beings she has conquered and the endless cycles
of birth and death she governs. In her hands she holds a sword
and a severed head, her expression 1 of fierce
determination. But Kali is not just the goddess
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of destruction. She represents the death of the
ego, the destruction of illusion, and the ultimate
transformation that comes with the end of all things.
The Garland of skulls is not just a symbol of death, it's a
reminder that death of itself isthe gateway to new beginnings.
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She is the Goddess who stands atthe threshold of time, ushering
the soul from 1 realm to the next without judgement or mercy.
In the temple itself, worshippers gather to honor
Kali, seeking her strength to overcome the obstacles in their
lives. The air is often thick with
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incense, the ground is marked byofferings of flowers and sweet
meats, and the walls echo with chance.
But despite the reverence, there's a sense of unease
because Kali is not one approaches lightly.
Beyond the Kaligat Temple, thereare numerous shrines dedicated
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to Kali scattered across Kolkataand throughout India, each
temple resonating with her terrifying energy.
Many are hidden away in quiet corners and small alleys, or
under the covers of trees where the shadows seem to move on
their own. The city itself, with its mix of
ancient and modern, seems to humwith Kali's power in these
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sacred spaces. Her fierce form is worshipped in
all its terrifying glory, and visitors sometimes report
experiencing A palpable shift inthe atmosphere, a feeling that
time slows and the boundary between life and death thins.
The very presence of Kali in these temples is said to
transform those who seek her blessings.
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But this transformation comes with a price.
It is said that to truly understand Kali, you must be
willing to face your darkest fears, to confront death itself.
The temples become places where the soul is laid bare, and those
who visit must be ready to meet the goddess in her most fearsome
form. One of the most chilling tales
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from the Kaligat Temple involvesan ancient ritual performed
during certain times of the year.
Devotees, in an attempt to gain Kali's favor, would offer blood
sacrifices to the goddess. Though animal sacrifices have
been outlawed in modern times, the temple's history is steeped
in these dark rituals. The blood, believed to be the
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most sacred offering, was said to appease Kali, granting the
devotee a glimpse of her true, terrifying form.
But not all those who worshippedKali left unscathed.
There are stories of those who, in their fervent devotion, felt
Collie's gaze upon them, her fierce, unblinking eyes watching
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them as they knelt before her idol.
And in these moments, time itself seemed to stretch.
Visitors have reported feeling as though they were standing at
the very edge of existence, caught between life and death,
unable to move as Collie's presence overwhelm their senses.
Some claim to have heard her whisper in their ears, telling
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them of the fleeting nature of life and the inevitable approach
of death. And it is said that Kali's
whispers, if one is brave enoughto listen, hold the key to
understanding the true meaning of life.
She reminds us that destruction is not an end, it is the
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necessary step before creation can begin again.
With her terrible fangs and her Garland of skulls, Kali is both
the end and the beginning, the terror and the salvation.
While the Kaligat temple remainsone of the most sacred places in
Kolkata, the legend of Kali is not confined to its walls.
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Her terrifying form, the echoes of her ancient battle with
Rakhtabagia, and her role as theultimate force of transformation
have spread far beyond the city.Kali's influence extends to
other temples across India, where her followers still seek
her power and protection, often in the most dramatic and
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frightening of ways. The legend of Kali continues to
capture the imagination of millions, and her terrifying
image as the goddess of time, death and transformation remains
a symbol of both reverence and fear.
She is the embodiment of the raw, untamed forces of the
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universe, and for those brave enough to approach her, she
offers the gift of ultimate power at the cost of their very
soul. Next, we journey to the
abandoned village of Coolterra in the deserts of Rajasthan, a
village whose blood soaked history dates back centuries.
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Caldera is said to have been thesite of a horrific curse, a
curse tied to the ancient legends of betrayal and revenge.
According to folklore, the villagers were once known for
their mystical practices and their connection to dark
deities, gods who demanded bloodsacrifices to keep their village
safe from invaders. However, when the local ruler
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soldiers demanded that the village surrender their
daughters for his pleasure, the villagers decided to take a
stand. In a final act of defiance, they
allegedly invoked their dark gods and the entire village
vanished overnight, some say into the earth.
Others believe they were taken by the very spirits they
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worship. But the village still stands
empty. Abandoned visitors often report
a sense of unease, hearing whispers of long dead villagers
cursing the ruler who sealed their fate.
The eerie silence of Caldera is thick with the blood soaked
past, and it's rumored that the ground itself still thirsts for
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Let's head to the dark corners of Mumbai, where we find a
chilling legend that has hauntedlocals for centuries.
The Vettel Temple, though known for its ghostly connection to
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the Vettels, hides a much darkerand more terrifying secret.
In the Dead of Night, whispers tell of creatures that haunt the
temple grounds, vampires and skeletal form with tattered
wings that stretch like shadows under the moonlight.
These vampire like beings, oftendescribed as terrifying
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skeletons with eerie, leathery wings, are not just spirits,
they are bloodthirsty creatures who feast on the living.
Unlike the traditional images ofvampires, those who prey on the
living from the safety of the shadows, the vampires of the
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Vettel Temple are anything but ordinary.
These skeletal beings, known as Battila vampires, are said to be
the cursed remnants of ancient warriors transformed into
monstrous winged vampires after death.
Their form is nothing short of grotesque.
Thin, Bony limbs with cracked, yellowed bones, hollow eye
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sockets that seem to glow with an unnatural light, and large,
ragged wings that flutter and tear through the air like torn
fabric. The wings of the Vatila vampires
are their most terrifying feature.
Unlike the graceful wings of mythological creatures, these
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wings are tattered and decayed, remnants of a past life that
refuses to die. They are not mere appendages,
but grotesque, leathery things that stretch wide in the dark,
casting long shadows over the temple grounds.
When they take flight, the soundof their wings is described as
bone chilling, a rustle like thescrape of 1000 dry leaves
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against stone. Locals who have dared to
approach the temple under the cover of night report hearing
the ominous flap of these wings,low and drawn out like the last
breath of the dying. And once they enter the shadows
of the temple grounds, the creatures descend swiftly,
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gliding through the darkness on their broken wings, eyes
gleaming with hunger. But the terror doesn't stop
there. These vampires are more than
just skeletal figures. They are said to have a terrible
thirst for blood, one that drives them into a relentless
pursuit of human prey. Their hollow, skeletal hands
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stretch out to grab victims, dragging them into the temples
darkest corners where the creatures feast.
The vampires are drawn to fresh blood, and it's said that they
can smell it from miles away, like vultures circling their
next meal. Some stories tell of the Vatila
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vampires attacking travellers who unknowingly venture too
close to the temple. With a horrifying screech, the
vampire swooped down from the shadows, their massive wings
blocking out the moonlight, leaving their victims
disoriented and trapped in the dark and a frenzied attack.
They tear into flesh, draining the life from their prey until
nothing remains but an empty, lifeless shell.
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Other accounts tell of the Vatila vampires not killing
outright, but instead turning their victims into the undead.
Those unfortunate enough to survive the attack find
themselves changed, their bodiesdrained of life, their souls
cursed to wander the earth as hollowed out husks.
These cursed individuals become servants of the Ventila
vampires, feeding the vampires thirst for blood in a twisted
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cycle of death and rebirth. Though many believe that the
Ventila vampires were once powerful beings, ancient
warriors or demons, there's alsoa theory that these creatures
are simply restless spirits who were never properly laid to
rest. The Vettel Temple is believed to
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be their burial site, and it's said that the Vettels, now
transformed into vampires, guardtheir sacred ground with an
insatiable fury, attacking anyone who dares to disturb
their peace. Visitors who enter the temple at
night often report feelings of dread and being watched, as if
something, no someone, is following them through the
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darkness. Some say that the air grows
cold, the wind picks up, and shadows begin to twist
unnaturally around them. Those who have had close
encounters with the skeletal vampires speak of hearing the
flapping wings growing louder and closer with each passing
2nd. And then nothing.
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Only the silence of the night, broken only by the faint whisper
of bone against bone. Yet despite the horrors that
haunt the Vettel temple, there are still those who visit,
seeking answers from the spiritsor perhaps looking to prove
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their bravery. But for most, the terror of the
Vettel vampires is enough to keep them at Bay.
After all, no one wants to become the next victim of the
winged, fleshed eating, blood drinking skeletons that still
roam the temple's darkened halls.
As the night deepens, the Vatilavampires of Mumbai's ancient
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temple remain out of sight, lurking in the shadows, waiting
for the next soul to cross theirpath.
In a city where the modern worldmeets the ancient, the story of
the Vettel Temple reminds us that some legends are more than
just stories. They are warnings, and the
vampires of the temple continue to live on in the darkness,
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awaiting their next feast. Our journey now takes us to
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Kanpur, in the northern state ofUttar Pradesh, where a temple
dedicated to one of the most feared and powerful figures in
Hindu mythology stands, a place known as the Ravana Temple.
But don't let the name fool you.While Ravana is often portrayed
as a demon king in the epic Ramayana, here in Kanpur he is
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revered in a way that is both fascinating and deeply
unsettling. Ravana was no mere mortal, he
was king of the rock Shazes, a race of powerful, shape shifting
beings that dwell in dark, forbidden places like
cemeteries, and their influence is believed to linger to this
day. The Ravana temple is a place
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where the line between the sacred and the supernatural
seems to blur. Though Ravana is often seen as
an antagonist in the Ramayana, asymbol of evil, in this temple
his legacy is honored. Devotees come to the temple to
pay homage to him, believing that Ravana, with his immense
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power and knowledge, holds the key to controlling dark forces.
What many don't know, however, is that Ravana's legacy is not
limited to his feats of strengthor cunning.
It extends to his connection with the Rakashazas, the
supernatural beings he commandedwho still haunt the land.
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Rakashazas are not like the demons of other mythologies.
These creatures, born from ancient curses and dark powers,
are believed to be able to shifttheir shape, making them nearly
impossible to track. In many stories, they take on
terrifying forms, some with grotesque features, while others
may appear as beautiful women luring men into deadly traps.
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These beings are often associated with cemeteries,
where they're said to roam at night, feasting on the souls of
the dead and the living alike. In the shadow of the Ravana
Temple, the rock shazes are saidto reside in the surrounding
cemeteries. These creatures are believed to
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inhabit the graveyards, drawn tothe dark energy in the spirits
of the departed. Locals claim that at night, you
can hear the unmistakable sound of footsteps shuffling through
the gravestones, accompanied by the eerie whispers of the rock
Shazes as they prowl in the silent, forgotten corners of the
cemetery. But the rock Shaz's are not
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content to merely linger in the shadows.
According to the legends, they feed on more than just spirits
of the dead, they crave living flesh.
Travelers passing through Kanpur, or those unfortunate
enough to wander too close to the cemetery have reported
strange, unsettling occurrences.Some say that they have felt an
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icy hand grip their shoulder in the dead of night, others claim
to hear the footsteps of an unseen pursuer.
And still others have vanished without a trace, only to be
found days later, drained of energy, with vacant eyes and a
terrifying emptiness within them.
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The connection between the rock,shazas and cemeteries is deeply
rooted in ancient practices. These creatures, it's said, are
born of dark rituals performed by those who have turned away
from the gods and embraced the path of the forbidden.
They feed on the life force of the dead and are drawn to places
of death where the veil between the living and the spirit world
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is thinnest. The cemetery surrounding the
Ravana Temple are not just burial grounds.
They are a gateway to something much darker.
One particularly chilling tale speaks of a group of travelers
who sought shelter near the cemetery.
They were drawn to the area by the temple's legend, curious
about its connection to Ravana and the rakshas.
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As the night fell, they gatherednear the temple, hoping for some
sort of divine protection. But it wasn't the gods that
answered. In the dead of night, the
travellers heard the unmistakable sound of scratching
at their door, followed by the unsettling sound of whispers,
like hundreds of voices all speaking in unison.
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When they opened the door, they were greeted by a vision from
their worst nightmares, a group of Rock Shaz's standing at the
threshold, their eyes glowing with a malevolent hunger.
As the story goes, the travellers fled in terror,
running through the night. But the Rock Shaz's were
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relentless, chasing them throughthe darkened cemetery, their
footsteps echoing through the graves.
When the dawn finally broke, only one of the travellers
remained. His body was found near the
temple, lifeless, with a look ofsheer terror frozen on his face.
It is said that his last words were not a fear, but of a
desperate plea. The Rock Shaz's never sleep.
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The Rock Shaz's are said to be drawn to anyone who trespasses
in their domain, especially those who dare to disturb the
resting place of the dead. The Ravana Temple, with its deep
connection to Ravana and the dark forces he once commanded,
is thought to be a powerful focal point for the Rock Shaz's
power. Though they do not always appear
in physical form, their presenceis always felt, and those who
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visit the temple at night often report feelings of dread, like
they're being watched by something far older and far more
malevolent than anything they can comprehend.
Some locals believe the only wayto protect yourself from the
Rock Shazas is to make offeringsto Ravana in hopes that he will
keep the spirits of the dead andthe Rock Shazas at Bay.
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But even this is no guarantee. The Rock Shazas are cunning, and
they are as much a part of the night as the moon and the stars.
They are said to live in the shadows of the cemetery,
waiting, watching for the next soul to cross their path.
At the Ravana Temple, the dark legacy of Ravana and the rakshas
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lives on. The temple may be a place of
worship, but it's also a place of danger, a place where the
restless dead and the dark creatures of ancient myths are
never truly gone. The rock shasses of the cemetery
remain, hiding in the dark corners, lurking just beyond
sight and feeding on the souls of the living and dead alike.
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Now we travel to the majestic yet eerie land of Jaipur,
Rajasthan, a city known for its royal palaces and rich history.
But behind the grand architecture and the vibrant
colors of this desert city lies a dark and ancient legend, A
legend of a vampiric entity known as the Brahma Prussia.
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This creature is far from a typical vampire.
It is not just a blood drinker, but a terrifying being that has
been haunting the land for centuries, leaving behind a
trail of death and fear whereverit goes.
The Brahma Prussia is said to bea demon or spirit, a terrifying
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creature born of ancient Vedic texts.
The legend states that the Brahma Prussia was once a man, a
sage, who, through his excessiveindulgence in dark and forbidden
practices, became something muchmore sinister.
The story goes that he was a learned scholar, deeply immersed
in the study of sacred texts andrituals, But in his quest for
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immortality and ultimate power, he ventured into the forbidden
realms of black magic, seeking to bend the forces of nature at
his will. Through these dark practices,
the Brahma Prussia eventually transformed into a monstrous
vampiric being whose hunger for blood became insatiable.
His appearance, as described by those who have encountered him,
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is enough to send shivers down your spine.
A tall, gaunt figure with pale, deathly skin stretched tightly
over his bones and eyes that burn with an eerie, unnatural
glow. His long, matted hair and
blackened nails only add to thishorrifying presence.
But it is his mouth, his fangs that are truly terrifying.
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Unlike other vampires that hide in the shadows, the Brahmaprusha
is said to walk openly in the night, blending into the
darkness with an unnerving ease.His hunger is insatiable, and he
feeds on the blood of the living.
What makes him especially terrifying, however, is not just
his bloodlust, but the way he hunts.
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The Brahma. Prussia is said to possess
hypnotic powers, allowing him tocharm and lure his victims,
drawing them close with his quiet, persuasive voice before
sinking his fangs deep into their necks.
Locals in Jaipur believe the Brahma Prussia is drawn to
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isolated places such as the outskirts of villages, old
temples and crumbling ruins where he can hunt without
disturbance. And once his victim is under his
spell, he strikes without mercy.The Brahma Prussia drinks not
only to survive, but to sustain his dark, unnatural existence.
It is said that he only stops once his victim is completely
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drained, leaving behind an emptyshell of a once living person.
But the most terrifying part of this legend is the curse that
the Brahma Prasha leaves in his wake.
Victims who survive and encounter with him do not escape
unscathed. It is said that they are marked
both physically and spiritually,and over time they begin to
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change. Their strength wanes, their skin
pales, and they begin to feel a growing hunger for blood
themselves. Many who survive an attack by
the Brahma Prasha ultimately succumb to the curse and become,
like him, creatures that roam the earth in search of blood,
forever bound to the darkness. One particularly chilling tale
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tells of a young woman from Jaipur who, while walking home
one night, encountered the Brahma Prasha.
She was drawn to him by his soft, eerie voice, which
beckoned her into the shadows. When she came too close, he
struck, his fangs sinking deep into her neck.
But this woman, unlike many before her, survived.
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She was found days later, pale and weak, her blood completely
drained. Her family believed her to be
near death, but after she regained consciousness,
something was wrong. She began to experience strange
cravings, an insatiable thirst for blood.
At first it was only a feeling, a need she couldn't explain, but
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over time it grew stronger. Her eyes began to change,
glowing with a faint red hue. She was no longer the woman she
once was, and her family soon realized the terrible truth.
She had become a Brahma, Prussiaherself, a creature cursed to
feed on the living. Terrified of what she had
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become, the woman fled, and legend has it that she roams the
wilderness of Jaipur to this very day.
Some say that the Brahmaprusha found a way to pass on his
curse, creating an army of vampires, spreading terror and
darkness throughout the region. Today, the legend of the Brahma
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Prussia is not only whispered bythe people of Jaipur, but also
feared by those who understand the power of dark magic.
Some claim to have seen him walking along the streets at
night, his haunting presence felt by those who dare to
venture out after dark. Others believe that he still
resides in the ancient temples outside the city, waiting for
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the next soul to come too close.Whether fact or myth, the story
of Brahma Prasha continues to haunt Jaipur, a city of grandeur
and ancient mysteries. It reminds us that some
creatures are not bound by the laws of nature and that the
hunger for power, immortality inblood, can twist even the purest
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of souls into something monstrous.
The Brahma Prasha may never be fully defeated and his thirst
for blood will live on in the dark corners of Jaipur,
Rajasthan. And lastly, let's take a look at
the Shakti Peeths, a collection of sacred shrines scattered
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across India. These temples are believed to be
the places where the body parts of the goddess Sati fell to
earth after herself immolation. They are the sites of intense
spiritual energy, but also of horrific rituals and bloodshed.
The most notorious of these temples are those associated
with Kali and Durga goddesses, who are often depicted with
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blood drenched hands standing atthe bodies of demons.
At these temples, it was once customary to offer animal
sacrifices to the deities, and some legends claim that even
human sacrifices were made, especially during the most
violent festivals. The energy of these sites is so
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powerful that many claim they can feel the presence of the
spirits, restless and thirsty for more blood.
The air around these shrines is said to be charged, as if the
spirits of the sacrifice are still guarding the grounds,
seeking to reclaim the offeringsonce made in their name.
India's blood fest sites are notjust locations, they are vessels
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of dark energy, carrying with them the weight of centuries of
bloodshed and sacrifice. These gruesome places are
reminders of the violent historyof gods and demons, and they
continue to be places where the past refuses to be forgotten.
The spirits of those who are sacrificed still haunt these
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grounds, their stories etched inevery stone and every whisper.
Thank you for joining me on thischilling journey through India's
blood soaked legends and hauntedsites.
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want me to cover, send them my way at to
thespiritpod@gmail.com. I'd love to hear from you.
Until next time, keep your lights on and keep your spirits
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Supernatural Society. I'm Ghost ghost.
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Ghost, ghost. Thank you.
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