"This place seems haunted", said the voice. It was half past midnight and I was the only other person in the compartment of the local train. I was completely drenched and on the verge of catching cold. But that was least of my concerns. I just wanted to reach home safely. The train stopped on the bridge due to power failure and the place was engulfed in darkness. The only sound I could hear was that of incessant rains.The only other person was an old man, probably in his 80s or 90s, or maybe even 100. "Yeah. It looks so.", I replied indifferently while shuffling songs on my ipod. "Maybe, there are ghosts around", he said. "It surely is scary, and we seem stranded in the middle of nowhere", I replied trying to hide my fear. "Do you believe in ghosts?", he asked. "No. I don't", I replied, with a gentle laughter. "Ah! This current generation doiesn't seem to believe in anything", he replied while