Ghost tales? Crap! Who the hell cares?
That isn't too uncommon when talking about ghosts. Even I am the same. There are no ghosts. I neither believe in ghosts nor the ghost stories. I never fear the dark. And I am not afraid to be alone at home. I love it actually.
At times though, some incidents make me feel if there is some unnatural force acting invisibly, constantly watching our every move, waiting for the right time to strike. What I am about to quote are not things that I've heard of. They are things that have happened and I've been there to witness it happen.
I was at my Grandmother's place yesterday night when something eerie happened. I prepared my bed and was ready to lie down in my room when I heard my 'paati' moving around in the hall. I asked what she was doing. She didn't respond. I asked her again what she was doing at this hour. It was close to midnight. But she still didn't respond and walked off to her room. I wanted to know what she did, and went to her room. And was literally knocked off my feet when I saw that she was in a deep sleep!! Then who was it, walking in the hall, scraping the feet on the floor just like how she does!! And I am too sure it wasn't my imagination. I heard it three times! Well... That was one eerie night. I felt afraid to even close my eyes. I let sleep take me away than taking it.
Yet another incident was when we were lost in a forest while going to a place called 'Subhramanya' in Karnataka. It was a long drive from Bangalore to Subhramanya. It took close to 15 hours. We started in the afternoon and darkness descended quicker than we expected and the destination too was too far away than we thought it would be. We had to travel through really dense forests to reach the place and pitch darkness was what we found on the outside. The driver didn't allow us to get out even to take a leak! He said Bear and Tiger attacks were common in that area! After travelling nearly an hour into the wilderness, we realised we were on the wrong route and didn't know how to retract. We were lost for good! That was when, a beautiful, really cute young girl knocked the driver's windscreen. Our initial reaction was, someone else had got lost and the girl belonged to their group. But that was not. She asked us if we had lost our way, and walked in front of our car, asking us to follow her. She lead us for ten minutes and finally we found the road from where we took the wrong exit. Engulfed in that minor excitement, we didn't see where the girl was. A few seconds later, we realised she had disappeared. She was nowhere. There was no way she could have vanished! That was one shocking experience. Don't ask me what it was. I still don't know...
July 2004. I was at my Uncle's house in Bangalore. It was a mansion. It really was. Spread across nearly 2000 sq feet, it had more than 10 rooms. It was huge. And haunted..... My brother and I were ready to sleep. We had wrapped ourselves up in nice, thick blankets. We were talking about some girl in his office. He suddenly stopped talking and held my shoulder. I pushed him away. He signalled me to remain quiet. I looked in the direction he was looking... And there it was.... Two identical red dots, on the roof... It appeared for a few seconds and went blank. And again, after a minute, re-appeared in a different corner of the roof. We slept in the hall that night. The following afternoon, everybody except my brother and I had gone shopping. We were watching a football match when we smelled something burning in the kitchen. At least that's what we thought. When we went to the kitchen, we found that the stove was off and the electric cooker too was un-plugged. The burning smell got thicker. We thought something inside the house had caught fire due to some short circuit and checked the rooms. Nothing! We ran upstairs to check the rooms there! There were three rooms in the first floor. We checked the first two. Nothing again! By now we were holding our noses tight, unable to bear the smell of smoke. Though we didn't SEE any smoke, the smell was overwhelming. We opened the third room and in that instant, the smell vanished. Perplexed, we queried that watchman. What he said had us swallowing hard. Few years ago, the house was owned by a politician. During an inter-party fight, one of the politician's kin was burnt to death in the first floor's third room............
Right now, even I feel it all too crazy to believe such things even after experiencing a few mis-haps. Thinking about it gives shivers. There MAY indeed be some force acting upon or against us. Pondering too much about what can't be seen isn't wise. So... What I do is to challenge it instead. "Hey you darkness, come in front of me if you have the guts. Don't act invisibly. Even if you want to kill me, show me your face. Earn your victory." Nothing has challenged me yet. Maybe it doesn't have what it takes to face a courageous young man.
That isn't too uncommon when talking about ghosts. Even I am the same. There are no ghosts. I neither believe in ghosts nor the ghost stories. I never fear the dark. And I am not afraid to be alone at home. I love it actually.
At times though, some incidents make me feel if there is some unnatural force acting invisibly, constantly watching our every move, waiting for the right time to strike. What I am about to quote are not things that I've heard of. They are things that have happened and I've been there to witness it happen.
I was at my Grandmother's place yesterday night when something eerie happened. I prepared my bed and was ready to lie down in my room when I heard my 'paati' moving around in the hall. I asked what she was doing. She didn't respond. I asked her again what she was doing at this hour. It was close to midnight. But she still didn't respond and walked off to her room. I wanted to know what she did, and went to her room. And was literally knocked off my feet when I saw that she was in a deep sleep!! Then who was it, walking in the hall, scraping the feet on the floor just like how she does!! And I am too sure it wasn't my imagination. I heard it three times! Well... That was one eerie night. I felt afraid to even close my eyes. I let sleep take me away than taking it.
Yet another incident was when we were lost in a forest while going to a place called 'Subhramanya' in Karnataka. It was a long drive from Bangalore to Subhramanya. It took close to 15 hours. We started in the afternoon and darkness descended quicker than we expected and the destination too was too far away than we thought it would be. We had to travel through really dense forests to reach the place and pitch darkness was what we found on the outside. The driver didn't allow us to get out even to take a leak! He said Bear and Tiger attacks were common in that area! After travelling nearly an hour into the wilderness, we realised we were on the wrong route and didn't know how to retract. We were lost for good! That was when, a beautiful, really cute young girl knocked the driver's windscreen. Our initial reaction was, someone else had got lost and the girl belonged to their group. But that was not. She asked us if we had lost our way, and walked in front of our car, asking us to follow her. She lead us for ten minutes and finally we found the road from where we took the wrong exit. Engulfed in that minor excitement, we didn't see where the girl was. A few seconds later, we realised she had disappeared. She was nowhere. There was no way she could have vanished! That was one shocking experience. Don't ask me what it was. I still don't know...
July 2004. I was at my Uncle's house in Bangalore. It was a mansion. It really was. Spread across nearly 2000 sq feet, it had more than 10 rooms. It was huge. And haunted..... My brother and I were ready to sleep. We had wrapped ourselves up in nice, thick blankets. We were talking about some girl in his office. He suddenly stopped talking and held my shoulder. I pushed him away. He signalled me to remain quiet. I looked in the direction he was looking... And there it was.... Two identical red dots, on the roof... It appeared for a few seconds and went blank. And again, after a minute, re-appeared in a different corner of the roof. We slept in the hall that night. The following afternoon, everybody except my brother and I had gone shopping. We were watching a football match when we smelled something burning in the kitchen. At least that's what we thought. When we went to the kitchen, we found that the stove was off and the electric cooker too was un-plugged. The burning smell got thicker. We thought something inside the house had caught fire due to some short circuit and checked the rooms. Nothing! We ran upstairs to check the rooms there! There were three rooms in the first floor. We checked the first two. Nothing again! By now we were holding our noses tight, unable to bear the smell of smoke. Though we didn't SEE any smoke, the smell was overwhelming. We opened the third room and in that instant, the smell vanished. Perplexed, we queried that watchman. What he said had us swallowing hard. Few years ago, the house was owned by a politician. During an inter-party fight, one of the politician's kin was burnt to death in the first floor's third room............
Right now, even I feel it all too crazy to believe such things even after experiencing a few mis-haps. Thinking about it gives shivers. There MAY indeed be some force acting upon or against us. Pondering too much about what can't be seen isn't wise. So... What I do is to challenge it instead. "Hey you darkness, come in front of me if you have the guts. Don't act invisibly. Even if you want to kill me, show me your face. Earn your victory." Nothing has challenged me yet. Maybe it doesn't have what it takes to face a courageous young man.
6 comments:
dei vetti paiyale, edhu avadu ponnu patti ezhudirpen partha pei(actualla both are same) pattu ezhudirke
"Brave men may die soon.....
But cowards dont live at not all...."
machan next post yedhavudhu kilmava yeluthu. intha pati katha, bungla katha yeluthu na vechiko unga vetu kita oru 6ft kuli veta ventiyadhu ayidum.
me too have experienced the 'dejavu' somtimes.. but of course i am a non believer..
@ arvind, nee adha pathi pesaadha..
Signs of a novelist blossoming!
@mama
un size-ku nee bayappada theva illa, 'adhu' dhan bayappadanum!!
@mac
poda naaye
dude, you should be working on a child-biography instead ;-) anyways, when was this car incident in karnataka ? i was there right ?
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