Bansheeeeeeeeeee

Me & Spirits!!!!!! Well that’s a weird mishmash- for, ever since I had the known of the existence of this unworldly species, I am scared of them. The creepy sensation- of being followed, of being watched by a pair of strange eyes- is awful. Whether I believed in the existence of them or not- I was always scared of the unknown.
Spirits- do they exist or not!!! I have heard my mom talk about the ghostly experiences that her father had. Those half an hour long power cuts that we had (and still have) are times she would tell me stories of the spirits….

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My grandpa was walking with his buddy on a bridge across the Pampa River-they were on the way home. They strolled in the beam of Moon light and a torch made of burning coconut leaves (I don’t know what they call them in English). He kept talking to his friend all the way, and the only response he got to all his talks was a long “hmmmm”. He suddenly turned back and then was shocked to find that he was all alone; his friend a good 10 meters behind him. He waited there- perplexed. Was it the wind growling in his ears or was it some’body’ else?????

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Just behind my mother’s house, flows the river Pampa. As a kid I used to enjoy taking hour long dips in the river. Many a times my mom had to come with a cane to take me back home. I just love the place……so did everyone else.
My mom’s brothers used to play volley ball in the river bed and they would take a dip in the river after the game sessions. There is this rumor that many years ago; an old man- Paulose mapla- was drowned in the river. People say that they have seen his ghost take dips in the river. As these men dived into the water, there was this old man-taking a bath in the river. Was it the same Paulose mapla’s ghost that my uncles saw that day???? Well, till date-they believe it was him whom they saw in the river.

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My mom was ill and she was alone at home. As she lay in the bed- unable to wake up; there comes our maid, who massaged her aching legs and made her feel better. She lay in the bed for some more time and then got up. She couldn’t find the maid in the kitchen. Later in the evening when the maid showed up, mom thanked her for the help. The astonished maid replied, “I did not come to your room”. My mom still has no idea who was the old lady who took care of her in her sick bed.

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Well well… these are all the supernatural stories that I can remember :)
What happens to us once our breath stops, do we go to the other world- or wander the world that was all ours till we died?????? God knows, and yeah I would know when I be a spirit myself :)