ghost stories
Why Mrunal Thakur considers smaller roles despite being heroine?
Mrunal has been involved in numerous OTT projects, mostly featuring in web anthologies, with roles in one of the four stories in "Ghost Stories" (2020), "Lust Stories 2", and one episode of "Made in Heaven 2".
Shimul
The girl stared back at her and asked a question that made Mrittika’s heart beat faster. “Don’t you recognise me?”
ESSAY / Ghosts in Bangla literature and culture
“Bhoot”, the Bangla word for ghost, derives from the Sanskrit word Bhūta, referring to living beings and the past. Later, it also came to mean ‘disembodied spirit.’ Ghost stories carry a special tradition in Bangla literature and the root lies in folklore and rural culture.
ANNOUNCEMENT / Catch spooky horror tales this winter!
Catch more ghost stories like this from the winners of 'Winter Night Ghost Stories' competition all throughout winter, every weekend, here.
SHORT STORY / Hawa Manzil
I smoked and we stared. We stared and I smoked. One cigarette after another. To this day I’m not certain how the next two hours had passed, but I will never forget the blank look in its eyes and something that resembled a sneer that I never saw on Liton Mia’s face before.
Why Mrunal Thakur considers smaller roles despite being heroine?
Mrunal has been involved in numerous OTT projects, mostly featuring in web anthologies, with roles in one of the four stories in "Ghost Stories" (2020), "Lust Stories 2", and one episode of "Made in Heaven 2".
Shimul
The girl stared back at her and asked a question that made Mrittika’s heart beat faster. “Don’t you recognise me?”
Ghosts in Bangla literature and culture
“Bhoot”, the Bangla word for ghost, derives from the Sanskrit word Bhūta, referring to living beings and the past. Later, it also came to mean ‘disembodied spirit.’ Ghost stories carry a special tradition in Bangla literature and the root lies in folklore and rural culture.
Catch spooky horror tales this winter!
Catch more ghost stories like this from the winners of 'Winter Night Ghost Stories' competition all throughout winter, every weekend, here.
Hawa Manzil
I smoked and we stared. We stared and I smoked. One cigarette after another. To this day I’m not certain how the next two hours had passed, but I will never forget the blank look in its eyes and something that resembled a sneer that I never saw on Liton Mia’s face before.
