Tales of the Unexpected, anyone?

unfortunate thing is that in my dreams, i see both your characters and my lessons! :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:

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Originally Posted by hehehewalrus

unfortunate thing is that in my dreams, i see both your characters and my lessons! :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:

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Good for you, Walrus!! :lol: :lol:

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SONU GOPI :P

[quote="[color=red]hehehewalrus[/color]"]Alisha
hope u dont my asking this. Did you really hear the sound of a car pulling up before the Unknown came to your house?
Sound of the car was my husband's and my husband has his own way of opening the gate, walking on the staircase and the UNKNOWN did exactly to fool me but I wasn't.

What did the unknown look like?
exact physical features?
I was very brave and was not reluctant to see the UNKNOWN but the only problem was I could not move and I only could see side ways. The UNKNOWN was invisible but I could sense that it was short. (About the height of a 3years old)

how does it manage to appear from your house to your new house?
This incident happened at my old house however I am not sure if the UNKNOWN was the same thing that attacked me again at my new residence which is only two rows away from my previous house.

There has been so many incident that happened that I just became immuned. I got to recall back however the one I shared with all of you is the most spooky one and the rest were all minor.

I will share when ever I am able to.

And was it visible only to you?
Yes, it was and my husband use to scold the UNKNOWN and asked it to appear in front of him and not to disturb me. Well, I don't know if he said that .... I was not there to hear it. :lol: :lol: :lol:

Any guys interested in playing Ghost[/color]-Busters? :lol: :lol:

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Originally Posted by sonu gopi

Next morning I told her about the dream and she started to cry. I asked why then she told it is a bad omen and she is afraid for my dad. She went to temple for prayers.

That day at school I was not able to concentrate on my lessons so I excused myself and got the teacher’s permission to go back home. Instead of me going home I headed straight towards the hospital to see my father. When I went there he was fast asleep. I sat down on a chair, which was quite close to his bed.

After about 15-20 minutes later my father woke up. He gave me a loving smile which till today is so vivid in my mind. He said he just had a dream about me coming to visit him. Asked me why I was early from school. I told I was not well and that I came to see him on the way back home. He held my hand and told me to study hard, to be an obedient girl and also help my mum to look after the family. I asked him why he was saying such things to which he said that he just felt like saying it to me.

I slowly took his right hand and looked and Oh! I saw the freckles, just as my grandmother had said. I was so shocked and shaken that I began to cry holding his hand close to my heart and kissing it. My father thought I was crying ‘cos of his advice to me. He consoled me and told me to be a strong person and that he will definitely come home to live us and also to see esp. me getting married and give him his first grandchild. That touched my heart. I then asked him how he has got the freckles in his right palm to which he said he also noticed it only a few days ago. He told that it reminded him of his mother's palm. I just trembled but was not in a position to tell him anything.

My father went into a coma stage shortly after this. He then passed away within two months interval after my grandmother’s death. I hated my grandmother so much for taking my father away – but now I have learnt not to hate her anymore ‘cos I know that death waits for all of us one day.

My mother told me years later that my grandmother always use to tell her (even before I was born) that once she is dead she will come back to take my father along with her. He was her only son and she adored him too much but I had lost him to her and that shall always remain in my mind till my last breath – my pain is inexpressible.

Note: This incident took place in our own home not the government bungalow I was talking to you all earlier about during my childhood.

BTW when my son was born in a private nursing home, I saw my dad’s silhouette near my son’s cradle looking down at him with a cigarette in his hand and then he walked away – I was not afraid but happy that he was able to see his first granchild at last! :D


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SONU GOPI :wink:

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Sonu Chechi,

I had goose bumps while reading your posting.

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Originally Posted by blahblah

For one thing I would like to hear from you:Can you be sure that you were very much awake when these things happened to you?

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Just like my earlier experience I woke up - first one due to mosquito bites and the second one was my grandma's cough. :roll:

I say her going thr'u the window and when my mother came she saw the windows open but later advised us girls not to leave it open again at nite. We must have forgotten to close it. :?

I have also seen her again with my father (after his death, of course) at about 6.30 pm in my auntie’s house - both holding hands, smiling to me and then just disappeared behind her cupboard. :cry:

I was coming out from an adjacent room. For a moment I asked myself "Heh! I have seen them somewhere'? What do you think I did when I realised who they were? I ran for my life not quietly but screaming away!! :oops:

I heard my mother saying to others in that house "Oh! God! she must have "seen" something" My cousins had to console me and tell me that there was nothing there near the cupboard and that it was only my imagination. :roll:

I kept quiet thinking that its fruitless arguing with them. Nobody is going to believe me.Sometimes its difficult for others to understand or accept it - I do not blame them at all - I too might even react the same way if I were to be in their shoes. 8) 8)

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SONU GOPI :P

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Yes Chechi, people like us who are sensitive can see this things and just wonder if it is good or bad.

I have many many dreams that come true which I like to share. I wonder if I can post it here or at the dreams thread.

You know you folks are ever welcome to post your experiences here!!! Need you even ask, my dear Alisha??? :) :) :)

I'm just so happy that all of us have this avenue to unload what's been bottled up in the recess of our minds, Dears!!

So go ahead, and tell us all about it!! You know very well there's no doubt there is another world of Spirits out there, that only some of us are priveleged to see!! So Go Right Ahead!!!

hey! u started something again and not inform me??? how cruel!

ANyway.... can u catch some one lying??? or when someone is talking of something and its sounds fake could you tell if its the truth?? I can..... Iguess its a gift!

I can tell if you braggin gor the statement or the story you're saying is true... i get goose bumps and my body becomes cold! I know its the truth! It does even have to be a scary story! And yeah i would know ur're lying cause of ur body languange...... i could spot a bluff in a mile! Too many experiences pa!

And one more weirdness..... whether its family or friends or even ppl i work with..... if something were to happen to anyone of them wheter they get bag snatched or boss is angry with them or mom has a caugh.. believe me i would have the worst stomach upset and sleep disorder of at least the entire sequel is over. during this time i would not know who or where or whta.. i would just have the worst discomfort in the world! I use to call each one of them but now i just pray!

Most of my friends call me lucky! u know why.... i have been travelling via taxi or cabs all my life and not even one has made me uncomfortable whether late at nite or even scheluded areas!

I remeber once i was working temporarily for a pr company and the event finished after midnight that was my first past midnight encaunters....... i had bad stomach coz i ate medium rear steak.... i got into a cab and told him to go to kajang thats where my mom place is. i was staying with her! I could not stand the pain.... he gaveme minyak angin and asked me to relax...i wrote my address down and i just slept off! He took me back home and brought my mom to wake me up! I was it happened about 5 yrs back!

ok this is enough for now!

Ruthie dear - I'll be careful not to let you see my body language!! You are way too astute for my comfort Pa!! :lol:

One night day I had a strange dream - it was of my late uncle who requested me to call my aunt (his wife) and to patch up for a misunderstanding our families had. He told he knows that his family had made the mistake and he seeks forgiveness on behalf of them. He said he feels good if I were to settle the differences! I suddenly got up and thought how strange this was – as I had not seen him for many years.

(His death was not informed to us and we only found out about it after his funeral. I felt very sad for he was such a darling and a peace loving man.)

The following day I had the same dream where he kept repeating what he said. This time he told me I shd listen to him and do the necessary action. I told myself that it has to be my conscious mind playing tricks on me. I decided to forget about it.

On the 3rd day he appeared again and reminded me and asked me why I was stubborn and not heed to his advice. All these three times I was not able to talk to him but could only listen – ‘coz I was tongue-tied! I thought that I must be guilty inside me for not being able to attend his funeral or partake in his Atma Shanti Pooja.

On the 4th day in the afternoon after feeding my children – I made sure my son was sleeping in his room together with my brother who had come to pay me a visit. My daughter was fast asleep in her cradle. I was not feeling too good, so decided to take a short nap. My husband left for work again after lunch.

It was around 2.30pm the neighbours’ children were all making so much of noise and I could hear their screams and shouts! I was restless and not able to sleep so I just closed my eyes to rest. All of a sudden my whole room started to smell of “Cheroot”. I still had my eyes closed. For a moment I thought my 4-year-old son was playing with match sticks- lighting a paper. I called out to my brother to check on him (my eyes still closed) to which he responded by saying “okay”. I carried on resting and the smell became stronger and stronger and I could feel like as though someone was blowing the smoke right into my face. This time I thought my son was up to no good!! I even thought he was trying to smoke!

I decided to catch him red handed so I slowly opened my eye looking thr’u the almost closed eye-lid. I saw a man’s figure (I knew it was not my husband’s) with a green chequered sarong (lungi) and a sleeveless white singlet. I saw his bulging stomach, his singlet tucked into the sarong, hairy chest and the slightly wrinkled arms…Oh! My God I recognised him to be my UNCLE!. I had no guts to go further up to see his face! What if I were to see a faceless skull!!

I quickly closed my eyes and started to recite the mantras – calling all the Hindu deities, Christ, Buddha and even Allah – to help me out. I thought I am going to die – this spirit is going to strangle me – coz I was still lying down flat on the bed. I have no guts to get up ‘cos I will knock into him – he was that close to my bed.

Then I suddenly remembered the dreams I had for 3 subsequent nights! – I said “Pls. uncle go away. I promise you I will call aunty today”. Like as though he heard me, the smell of the cheroot faded slowly away. I opened my eyes gently seeing thru’ my eyelids again and he was no more there! I got up from my bed all sweating and weavering - looked around the room – my daughter was still asleep – neighbours children still making noise. I walked to the room where my brother was sleeping with my son. The smell of cheroot was still playing in my nostril.

I slowly called my brother and he got up and came out to the hall. He said “Chechi, who has been smoking cigarette? Chetta (my husband) doesn’t smoke. Did we have a visitor just now? I didn’t want to upset him so I told him sometimes when neighbours are smoking you could get the smell. He said this smell is not of a cigarette but something like a cheroot!

My uncle is very fond of smoking cheroot till the last day of his life. As promised at about 3.15pm I called up my aunty. She was so happy to hear my voice and she asked me what made me to call her. I told her I had dreams about uncle asking me to do so. She said that it was strange that she too had the same dream and he was asking her to call me! I kept in contact with her till her death after few years of this incident.

Later in the evening my neighbours from down stairs were telling me that there was a strong smell of cheroot coming from my house in the afternoon.. That confirmed my doubt! I sat down on the staircase – the ladies asked why my face was so pale like as though I have seen a ghost!

On the 5th day my uncle appeared in my dream again telling me how proud he was of me and happy that things have been settled between the two families. After this, I never saw him again.

Note: Even today when I think about this I get goose bumps all over. The question that always plays in my mind “What if I had carried on looking at my uncle and did not stop at the neck – would I have seen a face or……….. what?

I think my uncle was trying to tell me thru' dreams (3 times) to call my aunty but seeing me not nudging an inch he decided to make an appearance - this time he meant business!

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SONU GOPI :P

Dear Sonu Gopi,

This time your story brought out goose bumps all over me just now!! :roll: :roll:

My Mom had a similar experience. This happend after dear old Grand-ma passed away. Mom was very close to Grand-ma, who lived with us until she died. Mom refused to eat after Gran passed away. My paternal Grand-ma stayed with us for a while, to keep us company as Dad was away from home.

One night, just before the 16th day ceremony, Mom dreamt of Gran. Gran came and told her not to worry, take care of herself and the kids (us). Mom told me Gran wore her favourite green saree (I can still remember the saree) when she "visited" her. Mom woke up the next morning and told this to my paternal grand-ma.

Grand-ma broke down and cried! You know why?? Apparently Gran came in her dream too the same night and asked her to take care of my Mom and the children (us)!

When Mom is sad or worried about something, Gran still comes in her dream...........!