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Perhaps we are trying to figure the missing link why on earth we are still attracted to males...:wink:Quote:
Originally Posted by blahblah
Continuing my tale .......
Rani watched now with horror with widened eyes, as the creature stood before her. She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came from within her! Instead, she watched helplessly as it got near her son of 3 years old, grabbed his head by the hair and dragged him out of bed. The child was still asleep but the creature still held him by the hair and began to twirl the sleeping child who was in a sitting position. Rani saw her son levitate from the floor and twirling round and round before her eyes, like some trapeze artist!
Not knowing what to do but intent only on saving her young son, Rani quickly got up and reached for her long-handled broom and whacked the damned creature. This time it howled with rage; dropped the boy and ran out the back door!
The next day, Rani related the incident to her neighbours who immediately alerted the tree owners. This time those neighbours had to speak up and admitted that the creature was indeed some sort of a supernatural being that had lived in that tree!! Which was why they had to cut down that damned tree to evict the creature!!!
Too outraged by their confession, Rani quickly made her way to a local Shaman, who identified the creature as a "Jedayam"!!!! A kind of demon that lives in trees and disturbs people just like a monkey. Sometimes it is visible to human eyes and sometimes it is not! But it could really wreak havoc with one's house if not curbed.
With the Shaman's help, Rani managed to nail a few talismans in the form of a metalic plate with inscriptions on it, to repel the demon from entering their house again.
After that, Rani was kept safe from its disturbance in the house but other neighbours began to sight it swinging from tree to tree and entering some homes as well!!
Till today, none of the neighbours was free from its disturbance and recently, someone was thwacked so hard in the back, one night, that it left a swelling across her shoulder blades!!!
The above story is a true story and the critter still roams freely ...........
:D :D :D @ a.ratchasi! Good one!
Nirosha is that really a true story? :?
Yup. sure was!! Rani is my aunt!
Bulls eye.Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
I saw this 2 episode documentary in PBS. The first episode didnt give any scientific reasoning and made you wonder. The second episode gave the scientific reasoning. I was also trying to do the same.
opps :o sorry Sandeep looks like i accidently stole your thunder for this post anyways
what do you know of black magic or possession....living in Malaysia there is no end to the stories i've heard...what about people who get possessed on purpose to tell the future...I remember one experience....the women was well known in granting things and tellings of futures...so when i went back to Malaysia i went to see her with my Appa....she had the most bright sparkling eyes....like those who are either high or enlightened...well anyways we went to another day when she was 'possessed' God was that freaky....she kept chuckling and yawning and making weird mumbling noises...and before she went into trance she warned that we would have to take the responsiblity of keeping the deepam lit with camphor pieces or she would not be able to control her possessor...well the flame came really near to going out...and she bent her head down and looked up...her face changed to a whole different look...her faced was darker and menacing she had on the most vile grin...and her laugh was so bone chilling....i still get shivers when i think of it....it scared me silly....it was she was like struggling between the two personas...anyways my papa was fast to act and put in a camphor piece before it was too late...or i seriously don't know what would have happened...and seriously i don't ever want to know either!
Well, I have another story abt this friend of mine who is psychometric, I believe you call them??? She needs to only hold your hands and pretty soon she'd get into a journey of sorts and into your past life ........
Tell you guys all abt her reading of a past life of mine, pretty soon!!
By definition black magic is magic practiced for evil purposes. The basis of this is the consept that everything comes in twos(good with bad, +ve with -ve, male with female). So if you believe in the personification of god then you have to believe in the personification of evil which is called devil.
If you are believer and follower of god then ofcource there will be believers and followers of devil also. If you believe in miracles you have to believe in effects of black magic.
But since I dont believe in miracles I dont believe in the opposite. Unlike cristianity and islam where god is personified, in hinduism god is not. Hense in true sence there should be no basis for black magic in Hinduism.
Then where did these hindu rituals on black magic come. I dont know
Sandeep - In Hindu beliefs, the occult is not new!! Matter of fact, we were the original Heretics and Pagans as per the Judeo-Christians and Muslims!!!
Every strata of human life before us, has some sort of belief systems which was later usurped by later day Dogmas!!! Mankind's history is fraught with all kinds of encounters of the paranormal thru out our days on Earth!! So, I'm just not surprised that till today we have these beliefs in ghosts, goblins, the Devil, etc!!! Many of these beliefs quite simply had to go underground at the onslaught of later day religions that either banned certain rituals or hijacked them for their own agenda! For eg; exorcisms, miracle works, etc, etc!!
i think it is called clairvoyance Nirosha...i know of someone close who can do that too, but uses rings, watches, key chains...and yes he gives them back after he's done! :DQuote:
Originally Posted by nirosha sen
My father was dying of cancer (colon) and he was hospitalised in one of best hospitals here in Malaysia. I didn’t know the seriousness of his illness ‘cos my family (mother, cousins, uncles and aunts) decided that it was not the right time to tell us children.
I was preparing myself to sit for my Higher School Certificate Examination (HSC) while my sister directly younger to me was in midst of doing her Malaysian Certificate of Examination (Senior Cambridge of those days).
One night I was sleeping with two of my sisters in my bedroom. We had double and a single beds in this room of ours. I was using the single bed while my two other sisters occupied the double bed. Our rooms were very specious with windows on both sides of the wall. I got up suddenly ‘cos I heard a noise like someone was coughing. Slowly I opened my eyes and I saw my late paternal grandmother (who was blind) walking towards my bed holding on to the cupboard for support while carrying a small Milo tin. She used to eat betel leaf (Paan) so she uses this tin for her to conveniently spit out whatever remnants is left after she has done enough of chewing and grinding!
I was suddenly in a frozen condition, my head was spinning and by heart almost stopped! She came closer and called my name and said me that she was going to take my father away with her and that she felt it was only right to inform me – his eldest daughter. She showed me her soft freckled left palm – on it I saw a half-bloomed lotus flower. She said “ Do you see this lotus flower, this is an incomplete ½ a flower - the other ½ is in your father’s hand. Then I saw like it was my father’s hand next to her and the flower immediately spread from one hand to another blooming into a lovely single lotus She said “This means my son and I shd stay together”. I do not know whether it was some trickery but I was sure of what I have seen.
She then told me to tell the elders in the family not to conduct the “Atma Shanti Pooja” for her just yet but to have it together with my father’s when its his turn after he has joined her! She prefers it that way. I told her that I would not allow her to take him away ‘cos I want him for us. She quickly told me that she was not interested whether I am in favour or not for she has made up her mind to do so. Before leaving she said to me “Go and see your father’s palm and you will note his hand is as freckled as mine”!
I just couldn’t believe what I was hearing and seeing at the same – what sort of trick is this, I wonder!). To me she sounded so selfish and possessive. She slowly walked with the cupboards as a guide and reached the window and just walked thru’ it. After that my voice came back and I shouted for my mother. She heard my screams and came running to our room. Meantime my two sisters woke up due to the commotion.
My mother gave me some water to drink and I told her that I was afraid to sleep alone. She saw the windows opened and quickly closed it advising us not to leave it open again. It was between 3.00-3.30 am. I then joined her in her room but was never able to sleep the whole night.......
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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:
Sonu Gopi,
Your story has brought tears to my eyes - very touching!!
Thanks for sharing this with us and God Bless You!
Thanks NM.......I was very upet just now while typing this as memories kept flooding in my mind. Had to take short breaks in between to get myself composed. However, I'm happy to share my experiences with you all.Quote:
Originally Posted by NM
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SONU GOPI :shock:
Chechi...
Have u seen "Sixth sense?"
When i saw the movie... i thought good imagination though....
after reading ur posts... feel like seeing that again...
Cindy
I am not even sure of myself about all these mysteries! But I tell you all these are so scary EXPERIENCES! :shock:Quote:
Originally Posted by Cindy
I just replied your mail, Cindy! :lol:
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SONU GOPI
That was beautiful!!!!!!! :D You are a rare breed of people who are deemed as "sensitive"!! Just like the boy in the Sixth Sense! You remind me of my aunt Narayanee and my great-grandmother whose story I had told earlier.
You actually had the gift of being told beforehand of who is going to greet your father when he crosses over. That by itself was meant to be an assurance that it's his own loved one who awaits him. The Circle of Life - that's what you saw at the door-step!!!!
Read a book abt past lives in "Many Lives, Many Masters". Reading it gave me goosebumps because not only did it confirm re-incarnation for me but also the strong possibility of us not meeting God as long as we are trapped in the Karmic Cycle!
Thank you for sharing your story with us, dear Sonu!!! Karyenda Chechi!!!
Did you see that presentation i sent to you Nirosha? wasn't that a scary one? there is no attachments here... or i would've sent them to all participated here...
I was thinking all fake stories.... and the fotos are superimposed ones...
but now after reading all ur stories.... :shock: oooooops!
Sorry Cindy! Couldn't open the attachment, dear!! What else could I do except sigh .......
will try sending again... later...
but that was a good one...
Thanks Niro for your concern - I feel much better now! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by nirosha sen
My mum said he always use to tell her that his mother wearing the typical Kerala attire standing near his hospital bed or at the door way almost everyday. He tells her too that he feels she (grandma) has come to take him back. He passed away in our home after the doctor told us to take him back. :(
Sometimes I wonder what our lives are all about. How do you explain all these stranges incidents?
Where did you get this book "Many Lives, Many Masters" - is it from Popular Book Stores or MPH? I want to read - must be exciting! I want to compare notes with my other experieces too! :wink:
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SONU GOPI :lol:
Yeah, the book is available at MPH Books, written by Dr Brian Weitz, a Jewish psychiatrist!! It was abt his experience with and recording of a patient. who underwent hypnosis and was able to rattle off abt all her past lives!!!! There's even a sequel to the book but the 1st one is better.
You know your story confirms for me what my own mother told us abt a sighting when her father passed away. She had an elder sister who died at the age of 4.
Many years later, when my grandfather passsed away at home, in the evening hours, a sensitive neighbour just like you, saw him walking out the front door held by the hand by Parvathy, my mum's late elder sister!!
I only hope everyone is as lucky as those who are gently led away by their loved ones. How peaceful it would be then ...........
Nice recollection sonu gopi. share more with us.
Sonu Gopi I know that many times you may have even asked why me? But I think that you are special to have such oppurtunities that the rest of us at times can even envy....I feel i would have been happy to atleast see my grandmother..i was always afraid that she never thought me as good as all her grandsons...and well i'll never know.... thank you so much for taking the time to share your stories...i hope atleast by posting these you yourself get some consolation or relief or even you understand how touching it is for the rest of us to be invited to relive your exceptional moments... :D
Thank you Querida. You touched my heart. :cry:Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
I am glad Niro started off this thread which now enables all of us to participate and share our experiences together. Cheers to Niro!! :lol: :lol:
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SONU GOPI :wink: :wink:
Sonuchechi,You seem to be very,very sensitive and that could be the reason why you have the rare gift of experiencing what other pople are longing for.We have all heard about a medium
communicating with the dead on behalf of a dear one who is alive.I have read a book called 'the challenging counterfeit'[Bridge Logos Pub, 1966, available at allbookstores.com,ebay,half.com] by Raphael Gassan, an ex-medium,in which he says communicating with the dead is impossible.He claims while the medium is not faking it,these visions indeed occur to people who are sensitive to psychic vibrations and are brought about by demonic powers.I remember a house maid who told my mom in a hushed voice that she can distinctly hear her dead father cleaning his footwear on the doormat in the evening at the exact time he used to come home.I myself had a very strange dream every night after my fathers death for many days.I can be sure that it was only a dream,but can't say why it can be repeated for many days.May be because I wanted him so much!I wanted him to be alive!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?
Just like my earlier experience I woke up - first one due to mosquito bites and the second one was my grandma's cough. :roll:Quote:
Originally Posted by blahblah
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
Well, we all believe you Sonu!!!
I'm one of those who cannot see anything but I do know and believe other members of the family who do see them. I've even been told it's hereditary. On my mother's side just abt everyone has something to relate to me but on my father's? It's nil, absolute nothing!!!
Off all the family members, I believe best is my aunt Narayanee!! She's still very much alive and has the most sensitivity to see them! Just like you Sonu.
One night after a late night movie in town, my aunt Narayanee and the rest of her group got off the bus, at their bus-stop nearer home. She told us she was part of a group as they made their way home in the dark, abt 11-ish, I guess.
There, not too far in front of her group was an entire platoon of Japanese soldiers, completely dressed in their military fatigues, gun in hand, with bayonets attached, were marching past in front of her group!!! Naturally, my aunt stopped dead in her tracks and hushed her group and told them to stand still while waiting for the you know who, to file past in front of them!! The others could not see anything of course, but they listened to her and waited!
The year this took place????? 1990!!!!!!
wow thats amazing for sure Nirosha! :o
I believe what your aunt went thru'. I was told that those who are born under certain stars, time of birth and influenced by planetary changes etc are prone to see these "things" :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by nirosha sen
I have had dreams turning into reality. This is why I wish I could sleep peacefully without seeing anything like others. How am I to achieve this?
Of course there are beautiful dreams too which I welcome them with open arms esp.those that involves deities! :lol: :wink:
I wash my legs, say my prayers before retiring to bed but in vain. Just like how busy I am in the daytime, I am also "busy" at nite
"seeing" and "visiting ppl". What a tragedy! :cry:
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SONU GOPI :roll:
ever try meditation Sonu Gopi?
No, I haven't! What about you? :lol: :roll:Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
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SONU GOPI :D
no that's why i asked you! :P :D :PQuote:
Originally Posted by sonu gopi
Yes
No way it's a tragedy, dear Sonu!!!! It's definitely a gift!!!! Do not disparage it! For it'll prove to be your greatest asset yet!
I reckon it all boils down to harnessing this gift that's still a puzzle to you. Perhaps, once you become aware of it and accept it more as a boon from the Gods, I do believe the answers would be presented to you on a platter!
Till then, be patient dear Heart!! :)
Okay this one is abt a Clairvoyant who is a friend of mine. She has the uncanny ability to merely hold your hand and takes you into a journey down a rabbit hole of intrigue..........
Pam is in her 40s and is regarded as weird as some. To the many taunts and name-calling behind her back, she merely gives an enigmatic smile for she alone knows that special gift which none others have!
On a sultry afternoon, with all of us gathered at her sister's house, I held her hand to feel the warmth but immediately it tightened into a vice hold and in a firm voice, she instructed me not to let go, but to be patient! So playing along with her, I held hands and closed my eyes ........
Almost immediately, I found myself slip sliding into this smooth vortex of energy that sucked me into a rabbit-hole. Slithering down and down I went, until I was softly deposited onto a green. lawn of tussock. Getting up to regain my balance, I looked around in wonder, wondering where I was!
The sky was a vastness of blue with a few wisps of cloud to see. Everywhere I looked, I was faced with a dry and barren landscape. It was clear to see it was land that was thirsting for water, for everything was tinder dry! The trees were mere skeletons of having seen better days. The earth was scorched dry and the wind was a whistling, howl. A foreboding of worse days to come ......
To be cont......