My friend Himanshu Singh lives in power grid. In India, power grids are generally made at the graveyard because of lack of land. Daily, a security vehicle takes the round of the boundary at night to make sure there is no thief or something like that. One day in the same job, the driver and the other security guard saw a pot lying on the center of the road, wrapped in a red cloth. In Indian tradition, generally the soul is believed to be stored in such pots after the death of a person. The guards were superstitious and they thought to remove the pot from the road rather then crushing it. So one of them got down from the car and kept the pot aside. As soon as he again went to the car, he saw a lady running behind their car in white cloths, screaming in a shrill voice. The next day they told this incident to the manager and resigned their job.
One more incident, in power grid every year in the festival of Durga Puja, there used to be a statue of goddess Durga. As usual the guards were taking the round of the boundary. As soon as they reached near the graveyard, they heard screaming voices. They moved further and saw that demonesses were jumping out of such a high and large boundary. They were astonished and told this to the directors of the grid.