It was the night of December 31st few years ago. I was stricken with a horrible bout of chicken pox and was all alone in the apartment for the very first time. My cousins had gone out partying as it was New Years’ eve and here I was lying in my bed so very tired from the illness and feeling really low. The clock strikes midnight and I get up to light the lamp, a New Year's eve family tradition my mum taught me. I go back to bed and not being able to sleep, I was thinking of my home far away. My room door is half closed giving me a small view of the pitch dark corridor outside that lead to the toilet. I cant’t seem to be able to close my eyes not only because the chicken pox pimples are killing me but also because I am alone…and I feel something in my way…some strange eeriness in the apartment. However I remain calm and am not even thinking of ghosts, while all lights were off. Suddenly I see a short woman in the corridor, in a long white gown with unusually long hair…hair that reached the back of her feet and she was floating away…yes floating as in not walking fast but feet above the ground and off she went in to the toilet! That’s it, a 6second apparition and NO it wasn’t my imagination or a dream, for I was wide awake. My apologies, the horror I felt at that moment cannot be expressed in words.
I wanted to keep quiet about it only because I wanted to forget about her. And I know most people will laugh at me even if I said that I saw her with my own eyes. This was some years ago. Just recently I met up with one of my cousins who I used to share the flat with. She came from overseas and I was catching up with her few weeks ago. However I felt like telling her about this…I don’t know why but I just felt I should, so I did. Guess what she told me…that she has seen the same woman in that apartment just once! My jaw dropped and we both got goosebumps. Now we are not kids to get so excited about ghosts but then what is the explanation to this other than it being a spirit? Maybe somebody died in that apartment long time ago, we don't know. Previously I never believed in spirits even though I have heard so many stories about them. But this apparition forced me to believe that they do exist and maybe only some people experience them.
After that, some of the horror movies I have seen sometimes get me thinking deep. I don’t mean the silly ones like The Scary Movie or 13 Ghosts that looked so pathetic I really felt sorry for those ghosts:) But if you look deep into the crux of movies like The Shining, The Exorcist, The Others, The Sixth Sense, The Grudge, the Tamil horror Shock and the Hindi movies Raaz and Vaastu Shastra (when all the silly dancing and singing is set aside :), don’t they so magnificently depict the fact (or fiction to some) that a haunted soul really woudn’t leave that easily. Paranormal activities must exist to explain so many other stories I have heard from friends and colleagues. Well you don't have to believe me and you may really think I'm being silly, but I saw her and I now know they exist. Think about it this way, when you scratch the surface paint, there's always the wall beneath. In the same way, when your body expires, will your soul too?
Have you experienced the dead, what really lies beneath?