A medical student..
With a couple of bags full of books and big dreams I started my journey towards Kota. Like every other kid of that age, I was highly ambitious and wanted to grab every opportunity to be successful. Though my family had financial problems, I managed to take admission in one of the reputed coaching institutes. I was so excited.
I contacted a broker and started searching for a cheap hostel. I had to manage a room under 2k. But getting a room at this price in Kota was nearly impossible. Even my broker got frustrated negotiating with a lot of hostel owners. Fortunately he had some connections. He made some phone calls and asked me if I believe in God. It was so weird.
I answered him with a surprised look on my face, "No, I am an atheist. Does it really matter?"
I was shocked after seeing his happy face over my answer.
He said, "I have a perfect room available for you. The owner is charging only 1k for that one."
It was a good news for me. But out of curiosity I asked the reason for generosity of that owner.
He said, "There was a medical student living in that room who committed suicide a few years back. Now, no one wants to live there. But as you are an atheist, I believe you won't have any problem with the room."
I never believed in any paranormal activities and had absolutely no problem with the fact that a guy committed suicide in the room.
I said, "Oh, well I don't have a problem with the room. Let's go and take a look."
After taking a close look at the room, I was perfectly fine with it and did the registration formalities with the owner. I arranged my belongings properly and slept with a fulfilled, happy face.
I have been telling this to everyone since then. But I don't know why no one believes in me. They keep on telling me that I was a medical student and wasn't preparing for JEE and there's even a man who claims to be my father and keeps on telling me not to worry, everything will be fine, blah blah. This is so frustrating!