Late night Gurgaon-Faridabad highway pe Riya ka cab ruk gaya, jab GPS ne ek aur pull route suggest kiya tha. Cab driver confused tha, aur Riya ke phone ki screen par ek video call chalu ho gaya bina kisi icon ke. Caller ka chehra dikha nahi… sirf Riya ka hi chehra wapas dikh raha tha—lekin…

Nayi naukri, naye sheher ki ek lonely ladki. Uska PG ka wifi roz raat 3 baje hi chalu hota tha… bas tab jab koi aur nahi hota online. Aur tab vo usse message karta tha — ‘Tum mujhe dekh sakti ho?’

Delhi ke ek IT startup mein ek intern ko mila ek purana desktop jisme chhupa tha ek folder ‘FIFTH_DABBA’. Jab usne wahi karne ki koshish ki jo mana kiya gaya tha, to sirf system hi nahi… uska dimaag bhi crash hone laga. Password toh mila… par khula kya?

Kya kabhi kisi ne bina meeting link ke Zoom call join ki hai? Anaya ka kaam-from-home routine normal tha… jab tak ek ajeeb video call uski screen par khul gayi. Kuch faces usko jaan-pehchaan ke lage, par unka chehra dheere-dheere ghulne laga. Inke andar kya chhupa hai? Tumhein bhi dikhega jo Anaya ne dekha?

Ek Mumbai ke high-tech office mein roz shaam 6:04 pe hota hai kuch ajeeb. Ek floor jo officially exist hi nahi karta: 107th. Lekin koi to hai jo har din lift mein uss button ko dabata hai. Kya tum bata paoge ki chaar minute mein kya badal jata hai?

Delhi ke ek purane government guest house mein researcher Neel ko ek file milti hai — jisme likhe haadse kabhi hue nahi, par hone waale hain. Har agla panne ek naye maut ka future likhta hai. Par jab uska khud ka naam file mein aata hai, waqt sach mein rukta hai…

Shivpuri ke railway crossing pe roz sham 6:01 baje ek local train rukti hai… par station kab ka band ho chuka hai. Rakesh ne ek din curiosity mein us signal ke paas rukna decide kiya… ab uske phone se sirf ek hi voice note baar baar aata hai: “Chadh jaa, der ho rahi hai…”