Friday, June 15, 2012

My Experiments With Ghost - A True Story

        It has been some time, since I had written my last article and with the presidential election candidate selection going on like a roller coaster I would like to write about my experiments with GHOST. Is there ghost? Well, I have experienced it twice so it should exist, shouldn't it?
The First Encounter:
           This happened when I was in 6th standard. My grandparents had come to my home and we were chatting after the night's dinner. As this was going on, the power suddenly got cut and we all were in pitch darkness. All of a sudden we heard the calling bell ring. I went down to check, who it was? But, there was no one. I came up wondering how the bell rang as there was no power. As soon as I came up I told everyone that the ghost had rung the bell as there was no one. This led the discussion about the existence of ghost. Since all were interested in the topic we did not bother to lit a candle or turn on the emergency lamp. Gazing at the dark space I was arguing that there was NO GHOST. After some argument everyone decided it was time to go to bed.

         Its at this time that I noticed that the window in my sister's room was open. I walked towards the window in the dark, I could see that outside the window too was dark. I put my hand out and reached for the window frame but I could not pull the window. Something was holding it, at this moment I felt something caressing my hand. I was freaked out, "How can something catch my hand from mid air?" My mind voice was yelling,"It's a GHOST and it has come to prove its existence". Though I wanted  to shout, I couldn't. I brought all the courage in me and said to myself, if its gonna just catch hold of my hand I can pull it back. I let out a loud cry and pulled the window and the window started to move. Yes, I was defeating the ghost.

          Hearing my loud cry my dad came running into the room and the power had returned by now. This is when I realized that, I had not been fighting a ghost but bending the hook holding the window from air. The thing caressing my hand was nothing but a coconut tree branch outside and all that I got for my heroic hook bending was a smack in my head from my dad. Well that clears it GHOSTS are only in our head and no where else. Similarly all the presidential candidate selection goof up is only on the news and not among the politicians :P The second encounter... maybe sometime latter :)