How Much Black Magic affects the human body?

In the last parts, I share experiences about black magic and its effects on the human body. In this article also I would like to share another incident that is real. I hope after reading this article, you start believing the intensity of Black magic.

This incident happens in one of my friends, and I am narrating as its mine, 

First of all, before sharing my experience, I am a master of science in computer science. I'm sharing my education status with you because whatever I am going to share here might sound bullshit to you. I am not someone who used to believe in such, but my opinions are changing.

Here goes my story. I got married to the love of my life after breaking so many obstacles in the year 2018. We had been dating since 2011.

My husband is the youngest one with two elder sisters. Both of them are married. The eldest one was divorced with a 13 years old daughter. But she got married again in recent years. Her daughter stays with my in-laws, and she and her husband live in a different district. And the 2nd sister is living in the neighborhood of my in-laws. Big sister is doing government service, and so is her husband. And a small sister and her husband are unemployed. However, they live a lavish life with their parent's retirement money.

Now let's move towards my story; I'm the only daughter of my parents. My parents used to work in the private sector through not rich but could run without asking others. In 2016 my husband and I decided to take forward our courtship to the new level. So we decided to arrange a meeting with our parents. One fine day in October, they visited our house of 3 rooms and one kitchen. His father and mother came with him. Though his mother seemed to be a little worried, all went well. The second day my husband called me up saying our families are not matching so they will have to cancel the wedding. He said he would talk with his parents and make them agree. His sisters were not in support of the marriage; they convinced their father to put an end to our relationship. But my husband was determined, so he continued the association, and on 2017 January, we, with the help of our friends, got married legally. But neither he nor I informed our parents. My husband never wants to hurt his family, so he tries to balance them and me. After 2/3 months, I WhatsApp our marriage certificate to his small sister because he could not put it forward. They then left with no option and decided for a formal wedding.

Before the wedding also we had to go through a lot. Somehow on the 25th of April 2018, we got married. On 26th, when I entered their house, I was not welcome by anyone though everyone was smiling and laughing; they never seem to be happy when they see me. They were spreading rumors about me; I got to know from my husband.

It has been ten months since I got married, and you all will be surprised to know that the way I have suffered in these ten months, it is a miracle that we are not divorced yet.

We use to fight in our courtship days, but that person who could never see me in pain hit me so bad that I had to run away from his house at midnight. Every day something happens between us, if not between us, then with him and his father.

That day my husband and I were cooking inside the kitchen since my in-laws are out of town; we were alone these days. So I was looking for coriander seeds in the kitchen somehow, my eyes fell on a coffee bottle, which was kept inside the kitchen shelf at the corner. I have seen it many times but never thought of the opening, but I don't know what came to my mind. Two papers wrapped packets were there. 1st one when I opened, I thought some seeds of vegetables are in it. But when I opened the 2nd packet, one folder paper of the long rice size was there tightly packed with a black thread. I cut the cord and found a note. Something was written in Arabic and reverse of it, my name, and my husband's name and our mother's name were written.

I got terrified after seeing it. Though I have never seen such things, I felt so nervous after that. That night I couldn't sleep well—next morning when I asked on my twitter to enquire about the note. One of my friends from Arab told me that it's not urdu it is Arabic. He said it was written so poorly that he could not identify what was written on it. Then he asked his friend who said it is a spell protected by evil spirits with sigil magic, after knowing that I could not step on my in-law's house.

My husband stayed alone last night though nothing happened. He changed his perception and blamed me for everything.

I don't know if it is real or not, but one thing that hurt me the most is how people can be so evil. To harm someone, they can go to any extent. I am shocked. I don't even trust my shadow. I am chanting Hanuman Chalisa whenever I can.

P. S: The blue letters are written in the Assamese. It is an elementary school poem. See those little seeds like things on it; it was wrapped around the roots.