One of my favourite cycling routes would take me from my place in Balestier towards Kallang Riverside Park and onwards to the Singapore Flyer. I would always take this route if I did not want a strenuous route (aka toward Punggol PCN) or if I wanted to enjoy the beautiful night view of the Singapore skyline from Marina Bay. The main reason for choosing this route was to accommodate my wife's first (real) ride on her new bike and I guess by taking a simpler route would encourage her to accompany me for future rides.
I had planned to buy her a bicycle for a very long time now. I didn't want to spend too little and end up with a bike that's fit enough for the trash bin after 5km of riding but neither did I wanna go ballistic with my budget and risk losing a huge chunk of cash if she didn't like riding at all. I spent weeks planning, shortlisting, speaking to different bike shops about the models they had to offer etc... I covered every single aspect on what the perfect balance and the perfect bike might be for her but I missed out the most crucial part. She has the gift of supernatural vision, occasionally.
The ride to Marina Bay was great but knowing that she was a new rider, I did not want to push her on longer distances and we chose to head back. On the way back, we had to cycle through the section between the Singapore Flyer and Kallang Riverside Park. The air was very still that night but I was feeling a little uneasy as I had felt my goosebumps. I did not want to bother too much on that and had chose to concentrate focusing on my wife's well being. She had been riding beside me all this while. Her pace is one level above crawling (She didn't want to try cycling faster as she was not comfortable at higher speeds yet).
The goosebump effect did not go away but in fact, it intensified! I felt a strong chill on my shoulders, neck and the back of my head. At this time, my wife turned her head slightly towards me and suddenly told me "Let's cycle faster!" and she hastened her pace. I knew something was wrong. I started chanting some prayers and we didn't stop till we got out of the park, at Crawford Street. We still didn't feel right and we headed to a nearby food centre, which had busy human traffic to calm ourselves.
She told me that during that stretch she felt uneasy, turned to look at me and saw a whitish apparition follow very closely behind me. This thing had followed us for a very long way since we had left Singapore Flyer and it only went away as we were reaching the end of the park.
Looks like I will have to arm my bikes with amulets/talismans for future rides.
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Sunday, May 13, 2012
Never would I have expected for this to happen to me
I've been an avid cyclist in recent years. I'm not serious in training or fitness regimes (Or even competition) but it's more about the feel of freedom and the bonding of myself with my custom built bike. On one fine Sunday, I had woken up early and I was thinking why not go for an off road ride while everyone is asleep and get home in time to bring my daughter to her Sunday dance classes. I set off to Mandai (Track 15) and left the house about 6am.
Mandai is one of my favourite off road tracks because it wasn't harsh on unfit riders like me as it did not have a lot of uphill climbs. My usual route would take me to the powerhouse and I would ride back the same way to get to my car. I have never ventured beyond the other end where the powerhouse was. This particular morning was different.
I reached the powerhouse after a short while and had decided to take a short rest before my return journey. I was moderately familiar with the surroundings but things seemed a little different this time. Not sure if mental fatigue was setting in but the route seemed different this time. I dismissed the warning signs without further thought because I am familiar with the return route and secondly I am following the trail marks (There are no fork trails at that area, so I could not have wandered off onto a different path).
After 30-45 minutes of cycling, I had ended up exactly where my mid point was! The powerhouse. All possible logic came into my mind and I was thinking, OK, maybe I did a u-turn somewhere (Although that did not seem logical or possible) and went back. I did another trip back.... very slowly this time to ensure I did not wander off my usual route. Again I ended back at the powerhouse somehow!
At this stage, I was getting panicky and tried one more time. 10 minutes into this leg, I was thrown off my bike but either by miracle or by my nimbleness (Unlikely), I did not fall splat on my face and I did manage to land on both my feet. However I broke my brake lever and that meant having to push my bike through the trail. Being a positive thinker, I saw that as an opportunity that I will never wander off a different path. A long time had passed, I ended up in an area that was beyond the powerhouse. This place is better known as Woodcutter. Woodcutter is only reachable from where I was, if I had cycled past the powerhouse through a grassy ledge, but I have not.
At this point, I was too tired both mentally and physically to try getting out. The surroundings once familiar seemed to just change at will and so suddenly too. I had no idea anymore where I was and I chanted some holy words and hobbled slowly but surely out of the woods. I had called a close friend of mine and he came to my aid and picked me from a place which was 7km from the place I had intended to come out from. I had spent 3 hours+ circling in the woods, abeit familiar territory. How did I end up there? I guess I'll never know and I do not intend to find out.
I've heard many times about one's eyes being covered by supernatural beings but have never really thought that such things would happen to me someday but it did.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Ball & chain ghost or did Santa come early this year?
A few years ago, my childhood friend shared a few experiences with us after moving in to a new office premise. Daniel runs an advertising firm and he has been moving office premises once every few years once the lease expires. A few years ago, he moved his office to a prime location just outside the city, along Scotts Road, just beside a 3/4 star hotel.
In advertising, it is very common to see them working late past the usual office hours to complete certain projects, especially when the deadline is approaching. His staff does not usually leave till at least 8pm almost every night of the week but my friend noticed that ever since they have moved to the new office, his staff never stayed past 7.30pm. He didn’t think much of it till he had a project that needed immediate attention and obviously no one was able (Or willing) to stay back late to complete it. He rang his girlfriend and she offered to drop by the office to help him out.
It was about 9pm+ already and they are rushing to complete the job. Daniel left the room momentarily to go to the gents and his girlfriend continued on. Just after he left the room, she thought she had felt a tug at the jacket she was wearing. She dismissed it because she thought she had a long and tiring day and her fatique has caused this hallucination. Just before he came back, she felt another tug, this time was very distinct! She panicked but just as she was about to run out of the room, Daniel came back. She was still unsure of the incident so she kept quiet and didn’t say a thing. The evening went by without other occurrences.
The next few nights, his staff again declined with valid reasons on staying back to complete work and his girlfriend had office issues of her own, Daniel had no choice but to stay behind by himself to complete the job. During these nights, he felt himself being nudged from behind, or had his shirt pulled out but the worse was hearing “someone” dragging something that sounded like a ball and a chain just outside the office. Despite all these happenings, he did not really see anything although he did wait for the “ball and chain” dragging to go past his office room. The sound ended just outside his office room and stopped there.
Needless to say, he moved out quickly (And thankfully) once the year long lease expired.
In advertising, it is very common to see them working late past the usual office hours to complete certain projects, especially when the deadline is approaching. His staff does not usually leave till at least 8pm almost every night of the week but my friend noticed that ever since they have moved to the new office, his staff never stayed past 7.30pm. He didn’t think much of it till he had a project that needed immediate attention and obviously no one was able (Or willing) to stay back late to complete it. He rang his girlfriend and she offered to drop by the office to help him out.
It was about 9pm+ already and they are rushing to complete the job. Daniel left the room momentarily to go to the gents and his girlfriend continued on. Just after he left the room, she thought she had felt a tug at the jacket she was wearing. She dismissed it because she thought she had a long and tiring day and her fatique has caused this hallucination. Just before he came back, she felt another tug, this time was very distinct! She panicked but just as she was about to run out of the room, Daniel came back. She was still unsure of the incident so she kept quiet and didn’t say a thing. The evening went by without other occurrences.
The next few nights, his staff again declined with valid reasons on staying back to complete work and his girlfriend had office issues of her own, Daniel had no choice but to stay behind by himself to complete the job. During these nights, he felt himself being nudged from behind, or had his shirt pulled out but the worse was hearing “someone” dragging something that sounded like a ball and a chain just outside the office. Despite all these happenings, he did not really see anything although he did wait for the “ball and chain” dragging to go past his office room. The sound ended just outside his office room and stopped there.
Needless to say, he moved out quickly (And thankfully) once the year long lease expired.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Keeping them away from your home
This article was taken off a discussion in Arofanatics forum (Contributor: Ariesdram) when another fellow member asked what are the best preventive measures against unwanted "guests"....
Take a handful of sea salt plus a handful of glutinous rice(uncooked) and step with your left foot out and throw out the handful of rice while asking them to go (shout loudly if necessary but avoid saying "huat ah") and throw it at all corners.(dark corners or places damp and dark are especially bad)
take a bucket of water with sea salt mixed with pomelo leaves and use it to mop to the house house daily. Put a saucer of coarse salt at the toilets window. Keep them dry and replace where necessary.
At all areas of the house where it is dark, especially dark corridors, install bright lights and turn them on day and night for 7 nights. If windows are available at dark corners, open them during day time and let the house absorb more sunlight.
Grow two ports of pomegranate plants outside main door, do not use cactus.
Go to those fortune centre near middle road and buy 3 things:
1. A "shi gan dang" and put in front of your main door or in a place where it faces your main door. It blocks entry to certain things from going into your home.
2. A long wooden sword made of peach wood. If you are able to, get as many as you can with the long one facing the main door and smaller ones on the room doors facing out. These things are good!!! Even a wooden flute with red threads/fastenings will be good.
3. A coin sword made of coins of course interwoven with vermillion threads. Get this from places where they blessed the items.
I tried this on a few of my friends place. Now all is quiet, wife no bad dreams, kids don't wake up at night and they don't feel any presence lurking around.
Salt is the best cleanser if nothing else is available. If after this cleansing process the place still feel strange, there are more drastic measures.
Take a handful of sea salt plus a handful of glutinous rice(uncooked) and step with your left foot out and throw out the handful of rice while asking them to go (shout loudly if necessary but avoid saying "huat ah") and throw it at all corners.(dark corners or places damp and dark are especially bad)
take a bucket of water with sea salt mixed with pomelo leaves and use it to mop to the house house daily. Put a saucer of coarse salt at the toilets window. Keep them dry and replace where necessary.
At all areas of the house where it is dark, especially dark corridors, install bright lights and turn them on day and night for 7 nights. If windows are available at dark corners, open them during day time and let the house absorb more sunlight.
Grow two ports of pomegranate plants outside main door, do not use cactus.
Go to those fortune centre near middle road and buy 3 things:
1. A "shi gan dang" and put in front of your main door or in a place where it faces your main door. It blocks entry to certain things from going into your home.
2. A long wooden sword made of peach wood. If you are able to, get as many as you can with the long one facing the main door and smaller ones on the room doors facing out. These things are good!!! Even a wooden flute with red threads/fastenings will be good.
3. A coin sword made of coins of course interwoven with vermillion threads. Get this from places where they blessed the items.
I tried this on a few of my friends place. Now all is quiet, wife no bad dreams, kids don't wake up at night and they don't feel any presence lurking around.
Salt is the best cleanser if nothing else is available. If after this cleansing process the place still feel strange, there are more drastic measures.
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Skeptic turned believer
I remember it was several months ago when I had caught a short documentary clip about a supernatural skeptic visiting a haunted house.
He was so confident that there are no such things as ghosts, he came across as arrogant. This was perhaps one of my most favourite clips I have watched, because it makes you wonder either there are really supernatural stuff or this guy has perhaps the best acting skills across the entire planet! (I have not seen anybody with a better reaction to fear than this guy) For last 10 days, I have been scouring youtube but with limited success for this clip but with enough persistence, I finally succeeded! Here's the link.... enjoy!
He was so confident that there are no such things as ghosts, he came across as arrogant. This was perhaps one of my most favourite clips I have watched, because it makes you wonder either there are really supernatural stuff or this guy has perhaps the best acting skills across the entire planet! (I have not seen anybody with a better reaction to fear than this guy) For last 10 days, I have been scouring youtube but with limited success for this clip but with enough persistence, I finally succeeded! Here's the link.... enjoy!
Monday, September 19, 2011
Deja Vu
Jess, a former colleague and a good friend of mine shares with our readers today an experience she has had at the beginning of this year.
One evening, Jess’ boyfriend decided to get away from the hustle & bustle of city life and drove the two of them to a reservoir nearby Yishun, and parked their car at the car park near some bushes. The time was 11pm+ when they reached there.
They were enjoying the love songs being played through their car audio system and chatting when suddenly Jess noticed something from the corner of her eye. Her attention shifted onto a man wearing an orange coloured T-shirt, a few metres away from their car. The man suddenly ran and disappeared into some dense bushes. Jess thought this would have been a strange thing for anyone to do but didn’t think much of it. Just seconds later, she noticed the man was standing at exactly where he was initially when she first saw him. Again he ran and disappeared into the same spot. Her boyfriend noticed Jess’ odd behaviour and asked if anything was wrong. She asked him if he had seen anything, he replied no but she felt that this 2 incidences happened right in front of the car and there was no way he could have missed both. She didn’t want to raise any alarm bells to scare her boyfriend and suggested they drive off to somewhere else.
Her boyfriend protested and grumbled about leaving the spot but suddenly remarked “Did you just see that? This guy just dashed into the bushes!” She was very sure she didn’t see it this time as her eyes were fixed around the frontal area of the car, half expecting another occurance. She hurried him and they drove off to a less remote area before she told him about her earlier sightings.
One evening, Jess’ boyfriend decided to get away from the hustle & bustle of city life and drove the two of them to a reservoir nearby Yishun, and parked their car at the car park near some bushes. The time was 11pm+ when they reached there.
They were enjoying the love songs being played through their car audio system and chatting when suddenly Jess noticed something from the corner of her eye. Her attention shifted onto a man wearing an orange coloured T-shirt, a few metres away from their car. The man suddenly ran and disappeared into some dense bushes. Jess thought this would have been a strange thing for anyone to do but didn’t think much of it. Just seconds later, she noticed the man was standing at exactly where he was initially when she first saw him. Again he ran and disappeared into the same spot. Her boyfriend noticed Jess’ odd behaviour and asked if anything was wrong. She asked him if he had seen anything, he replied no but she felt that this 2 incidences happened right in front of the car and there was no way he could have missed both. She didn’t want to raise any alarm bells to scare her boyfriend and suggested they drive off to somewhere else.
Her boyfriend protested and grumbled about leaving the spot but suddenly remarked “Did you just see that? This guy just dashed into the bushes!” She was very sure she didn’t see it this time as her eyes were fixed around the frontal area of the car, half expecting another occurance. She hurried him and they drove off to a less remote area before she told him about her earlier sightings.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
A girl named Annie
Today's contribution marks my collaboration with a very prominent and internet active figure in Taoism, Mr Yeo B T (More popularly and affectionately known as YEOBT in internet circles). With his given permission, I hereby present to you one of his many exciting stories. This slightly edited story was about Annie....
Human beings are intelligent creatures. We are so intelligent that we can cook, eat, work and we are thinkers. We have questions... which came first? The egg or the chicken??? Does God really exist? Many questions but some will never be answered. So are we really intelligent? If God really exists, i wish i could ask him why am i here to suffer? Weren't we taught that we are to go through punishment in the hell for all the sinful things we had done in life before we get to be reborn again? If that is true, shouldn't my sins be nullified? If my sins are nullified then why am i here to suffer? Why am I not starting afresh then? If God really exists, I would request to be in the heaven and not here again. I know no one can answer these questions. I wish i was never here. i know i can't change the fact. It all happened when a man didn't use protection and the woman got pregnant. The baby inside was me. I never got to see my biological father. To make the matters worse, i was sent to my grandmother when i was juz a baby because my mum need to work and has no time for me. My childhhood life was very carefree becos my grandmother is an addicted gambler and she spends most of her time on a mahjong table than on me. When she is happy and won some money, she would buy many taoist statues home to worship them for better luck. But if she lost heavily, she would sweep them all away and leave them under a tree in our apartment block below instantly. Maybe becos of what she did, the retribution affected me. If you are old enough, you may still remember that during the early 80's, some of the lifts on the ground floor in the HDB were installed with CCTV and a small TV set would be installed outside the lift for people waiting outside to see the activity inside the lift car. That was to curb lift robbery. I was once waiting for the lift at the foot of my block, I saw someone inside the lift coming down. But, when the lift car opened, there was no one inside. I was too young to feel frightened then. I didn't bother to tell anyone becos i don't have anyone to talk to and no one bothers about me. However, things got worst after sometime. I start hearing someone talking to me so i answered them back. But people around me says i am crazy 'siao'. It was only after one of my grandmother manjong kakis brought me to a temple that saved me for awhile. I was told that my body was possessed with spirit. And that they can ward it off but the solution is only temporary. Becos my body is sort of weak and it can be possessed by the spirit easily. The long term solution is, i have to get a master which is a deity to possess me, another word means i have to be a medium so that the stateless spirit cannot own my body.
We went through numerous times of unsuccessful trance before i was finally possessed by Qian Shou Qian Yen Guan Yin. the god of mercy with thousand hands and thousand eyes. i was 17 then and i went thru juz only primary education. But i could read chinese poem without script and write chinese graphy very well like a pro. Behind every successful temple is always women. With the helps of the mouth of the manjong aunties, words of our temple spread very fast n wide. Many visitors came to our temple juz to take a closer glimpse of me possessing the rare Qian Shou Qian Yen. Some visitors were purely Buddhists. They were there juz to seek direct enlightenment from the guan yin. Many whom are also very young professional. The temple were usually so crowded that peoples were so closed to me and i could feel their existance even when they are standing behind my back becos they were blocking my thousand hands movement. Of course, they were not doing it intentionally becos they can't my virtual hands. However, i feel very tired everytime after i detrance becos the load of the thousand hands were so heavy for me. It was very stressful for a young little girl like me. How many times or how many years do i have to go thru this? I'm only 17. I decided to quit after few months becos i cant take the stress in my body anymore. With little education, i found a job as a waitress in a music pub. With little family bonding, i felt love for the first time easily. With little knowledge of evil in man (i mean some men) i fell unreservedly for him. juz when i thought the weather is fine for the day, it rained and we went without any raincoat. I got pregnant and I was not ready for this. Thus, i aborted the baby. Not only that, my body was weak and painful due to the abortion and I was heartbroken. Just when i'm down and am in need of his love and support at this time, he dumped me. Why does this have to happen to me?
My mother married to a man who was a Christian and she has since baptised. She invited me to live with her so that i could continue to enjoy the home cooked food. I started to feel the family bonding and love after all these years. I getting more mature and the invisible wound in me also started to heal soundlessly. Then, i met John at work. Although John doesn't have a stable job but he was always there for me. Waiting for me in a quiet corner in my working place everynight just to see and send me home. He showered me with lots of love. His sincerity touched me deeply and soon our love blossomed. Financially, John is poor. He has no bright future but he gives me lots of love and care that i have been lacking since young. In return, i didn't mind giving him all i have in exchange for the love i've always wanted. I started paying his debts. From his handphone bill to his football gambing debts. I didn't mind doing that becos money was not important to me but, i was wrong again. Due to the nature of my job, i met many male customers. John started to feel insecure and he feel worried that i might leave him for someone better and therefore he plant black magic on me so that i could be controlled by him. He used the spirit of my aborted child to control me whenever i'm not with him. I would feel sick, restless and moody but when i got back by his side, i felt energetic. It was weird but no one felt anything was amiss with me. As such, this dragged for sometime until people around me started to realise that i sometimes talked to myself. As for me, i know i was not talking to myself. I was talking to a boy. I always see him around. Sometimes playing by himself, sometimes come near to me and then we'll talk. For this, my family sent me to the Woodbridge hospital. I scolded the nurses there for restraining me. I struggled to break free from them and they tied me up and isolated me on a bedpole. My mother and her family are Christian and therefore question like spirit and black magic would never come into her mind. They thought i was too stressful with work. It was my cousin that saved me. My cousin is a Buddhist. There was once when she was in the hospital visiting me, she saw me talking to someone she cant see but my eyes was looking down. She suspect that it is a child spirit talking to me. Quickly, she recalled that i had a history of abortion. As a Buddhist herself, she also believing that child spirits would continue to stay within their mother if ritual for them to re-incarnation is not done after abortion. (Chinese believe that once a foetus is formed in a woman, it has live. That's why, the age starts counting from the month the woman got pregnant and that explained why every Chinese age is added with one more year above the date of birth) With the help of my cousin, the hospital staff was cooperative enough to let me discharged to seek consultation from a medium. By appointment, we went to Dua Ya Tua with my mother. Dua ya was firmed tat the child spirit i saw and talked to was a result of black magic. The child spirit is harmless but i need to do 3 years of ritual for him so that he can be directed back to where he came from. For now, Dua Ya Pek has since broke the spell and instructed the child spirit to stay outside the temple and he will bring him back with him after the session. My mother was beside me.
She asked " i saw black image in our home too, was that the child?" Dua ya says " what is your date of birth, let me check for you". She replied "cannot, my religion dont believe this". Dua ya than answered "then why you ask???" When i stepped out of the temple, i saw the child standing at a corner mean for the wandering soul. I took a glance for the last time. I had not only removed his foetus in me, i had also removed his chance of reincarnation. What i cant remove from him is his sadness. I wanted to say sorry to him but i didnt'tdare not to. I know it would not help ease his pain. I will repay by performing 3 years of ritual for him. I know that is not enough but that is what i can do for him for now. I sincerely hope all the young people out there don't do what i have done so as not to live with only regrets.
Human beings are intelligent creatures. We are so intelligent that we can cook, eat, work and we are thinkers. We have questions... which came first? The egg or the chicken??? Does God really exist? Many questions but some will never be answered. So are we really intelligent? If God really exists, i wish i could ask him why am i here to suffer? Weren't we taught that we are to go through punishment in the hell for all the sinful things we had done in life before we get to be reborn again? If that is true, shouldn't my sins be nullified? If my sins are nullified then why am i here to suffer? Why am I not starting afresh then? If God really exists, I would request to be in the heaven and not here again. I know no one can answer these questions. I wish i was never here. i know i can't change the fact. It all happened when a man didn't use protection and the woman got pregnant. The baby inside was me. I never got to see my biological father. To make the matters worse, i was sent to my grandmother when i was juz a baby because my mum need to work and has no time for me. My childhhood life was very carefree becos my grandmother is an addicted gambler and she spends most of her time on a mahjong table than on me. When she is happy and won some money, she would buy many taoist statues home to worship them for better luck. But if she lost heavily, she would sweep them all away and leave them under a tree in our apartment block below instantly. Maybe becos of what she did, the retribution affected me. If you are old enough, you may still remember that during the early 80's, some of the lifts on the ground floor in the HDB were installed with CCTV and a small TV set would be installed outside the lift for people waiting outside to see the activity inside the lift car. That was to curb lift robbery. I was once waiting for the lift at the foot of my block, I saw someone inside the lift coming down. But, when the lift car opened, there was no one inside. I was too young to feel frightened then. I didn't bother to tell anyone becos i don't have anyone to talk to and no one bothers about me. However, things got worst after sometime. I start hearing someone talking to me so i answered them back. But people around me says i am crazy 'siao'. It was only after one of my grandmother manjong kakis brought me to a temple that saved me for awhile. I was told that my body was possessed with spirit. And that they can ward it off but the solution is only temporary. Becos my body is sort of weak and it can be possessed by the spirit easily. The long term solution is, i have to get a master which is a deity to possess me, another word means i have to be a medium so that the stateless spirit cannot own my body.
We went through numerous times of unsuccessful trance before i was finally possessed by Qian Shou Qian Yen Guan Yin. the god of mercy with thousand hands and thousand eyes. i was 17 then and i went thru juz only primary education. But i could read chinese poem without script and write chinese graphy very well like a pro. Behind every successful temple is always women. With the helps of the mouth of the manjong aunties, words of our temple spread very fast n wide. Many visitors came to our temple juz to take a closer glimpse of me possessing the rare Qian Shou Qian Yen. Some visitors were purely Buddhists. They were there juz to seek direct enlightenment from the guan yin. Many whom are also very young professional. The temple were usually so crowded that peoples were so closed to me and i could feel their existance even when they are standing behind my back becos they were blocking my thousand hands movement. Of course, they were not doing it intentionally becos they can't my virtual hands. However, i feel very tired everytime after i detrance becos the load of the thousand hands were so heavy for me. It was very stressful for a young little girl like me. How many times or how many years do i have to go thru this? I'm only 17. I decided to quit after few months becos i cant take the stress in my body anymore. With little education, i found a job as a waitress in a music pub. With little family bonding, i felt love for the first time easily. With little knowledge of evil in man (i mean some men) i fell unreservedly for him. juz when i thought the weather is fine for the day, it rained and we went without any raincoat. I got pregnant and I was not ready for this. Thus, i aborted the baby. Not only that, my body was weak and painful due to the abortion and I was heartbroken. Just when i'm down and am in need of his love and support at this time, he dumped me. Why does this have to happen to me?
My mother married to a man who was a Christian and she has since baptised. She invited me to live with her so that i could continue to enjoy the home cooked food. I started to feel the family bonding and love after all these years. I getting more mature and the invisible wound in me also started to heal soundlessly. Then, i met John at work. Although John doesn't have a stable job but he was always there for me. Waiting for me in a quiet corner in my working place everynight just to see and send me home. He showered me with lots of love. His sincerity touched me deeply and soon our love blossomed. Financially, John is poor. He has no bright future but he gives me lots of love and care that i have been lacking since young. In return, i didn't mind giving him all i have in exchange for the love i've always wanted. I started paying his debts. From his handphone bill to his football gambing debts. I didn't mind doing that becos money was not important to me but, i was wrong again. Due to the nature of my job, i met many male customers. John started to feel insecure and he feel worried that i might leave him for someone better and therefore he plant black magic on me so that i could be controlled by him. He used the spirit of my aborted child to control me whenever i'm not with him. I would feel sick, restless and moody but when i got back by his side, i felt energetic. It was weird but no one felt anything was amiss with me. As such, this dragged for sometime until people around me started to realise that i sometimes talked to myself. As for me, i know i was not talking to myself. I was talking to a boy. I always see him around. Sometimes playing by himself, sometimes come near to me and then we'll talk. For this, my family sent me to the Woodbridge hospital. I scolded the nurses there for restraining me. I struggled to break free from them and they tied me up and isolated me on a bedpole. My mother and her family are Christian and therefore question like spirit and black magic would never come into her mind. They thought i was too stressful with work. It was my cousin that saved me. My cousin is a Buddhist. There was once when she was in the hospital visiting me, she saw me talking to someone she cant see but my eyes was looking down. She suspect that it is a child spirit talking to me. Quickly, she recalled that i had a history of abortion. As a Buddhist herself, she also believing that child spirits would continue to stay within their mother if ritual for them to re-incarnation is not done after abortion. (Chinese believe that once a foetus is formed in a woman, it has live. That's why, the age starts counting from the month the woman got pregnant and that explained why every Chinese age is added with one more year above the date of birth) With the help of my cousin, the hospital staff was cooperative enough to let me discharged to seek consultation from a medium. By appointment, we went to Dua Ya Tua with my mother. Dua ya was firmed tat the child spirit i saw and talked to was a result of black magic. The child spirit is harmless but i need to do 3 years of ritual for him so that he can be directed back to where he came from. For now, Dua Ya Pek has since broke the spell and instructed the child spirit to stay outside the temple and he will bring him back with him after the session. My mother was beside me.
She asked " i saw black image in our home too, was that the child?" Dua ya says " what is your date of birth, let me check for you". She replied "cannot, my religion dont believe this". Dua ya than answered "then why you ask???" When i stepped out of the temple, i saw the child standing at a corner mean for the wandering soul. I took a glance for the last time. I had not only removed his foetus in me, i had also removed his chance of reincarnation. What i cant remove from him is his sadness. I wanted to say sorry to him but i didnt'tdare not to. I know it would not help ease his pain. I will repay by performing 3 years of ritual for him. I know that is not enough but that is what i can do for him for now. I sincerely hope all the young people out there don't do what i have done so as not to live with only regrets.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Last visit before the long journey
Today’s tale is shared by my Filipino colleague, Mr. S Yamzon.
There was an evening (Before he moved over to Singapore for employment), his sister & him were watching TV in the living room when his sister told him that there was someone sitting outside their garden. S peeked through the house windows and could see (Very faintly) an old man sitting on his grandfather’s favourite chair. However, it could not have been his grandfather as he was sick and was being taken care of in a facility many miles away. The spooky thing was, the “stranger’s” silhouette seems to resemble that of his grandfather. Unable to ascertain the stranger’s identity, he made a call to the village’s security and asked for assistance.
Right after he hung up, there was an incoming call. It was S’s father. His grandfather had passed away peacefully just minutes ago. S ran back to the window but could not see the stranger in the garden anymore. When the security arrived, they informed my colleague that they did not see anyone coming past them or even coming into the village. Could this have been his grandfather’s last visit before his long journey?
Saturday, April 2, 2011
New incident along Upper Thomson Road - 2011
My daughter was involved in a latin dance performance in Yishun sometime in Feb/Mar 2011. The show had ended after 9pm+, we had our dinner and headed back home. Both my children were tired and had fell asleep soon after getting into the car.
Our route was to drive along Sembawang Road leading into the infamous Upper Thomson Road and onwards. My wife was her usual chatty self during the earlier part of the journey till we reached Upper Thomson Road. She went totally quiet! I took my eyes off the road for a short while to have a look at her. Her eyes were shut but I knew that she was not asleep. (For readers who are unfamiliar with my wife in earlier experiences, she is able to see an occasional supernatural being) I suspected that she must have seen something and I just left her alone.
A nice song was playing on the radio and I was singing along to the song while tapping the rim of my steering wheel. Right at this moment, I felt an unnatural chill as if someone had placed his/her hands onto my shoulders. I didn't think too much of it. Suddenly, my wife said in a loud and stern voice..."DRIVE VERY SLOWLY, CAREFULLY & FOCUS ON THE ROAD!". I reassured her that I am already driving very slowly and carefully. She said again "FOCUS ON THE ROAD & NOWHERE ELSE! BE CAREFUL!". Nearer to the Tagore Road junction, I had the chill on my shoulders once again, this time very very distinct! Again, I didn't want to think too much of it and scare myself. When we had reached home, immediately I asked my wife what she saw.
She told me that when we had just entered Upper Thomson Road, she could see a few apparitions scattered over the area in front of us. It was still manageable for her at that moment until one of those things came closer to the front of the car and the head appeared inside the car, right above where my steering wheel was and was staring at me! It was exactly that moment that my wife had shut her eyes and told me to FOCUS! She didn't open her eyes till we reached home so I was unable to find out when that thing "left" or what did it do to me that could have explained the sudden chills.
Our route was to drive along Sembawang Road leading into the infamous Upper Thomson Road and onwards. My wife was her usual chatty self during the earlier part of the journey till we reached Upper Thomson Road. She went totally quiet! I took my eyes off the road for a short while to have a look at her. Her eyes were shut but I knew that she was not asleep. (For readers who are unfamiliar with my wife in earlier experiences, she is able to see an occasional supernatural being) I suspected that she must have seen something and I just left her alone.
A nice song was playing on the radio and I was singing along to the song while tapping the rim of my steering wheel. Right at this moment, I felt an unnatural chill as if someone had placed his/her hands onto my shoulders. I didn't think too much of it. Suddenly, my wife said in a loud and stern voice..."DRIVE VERY SLOWLY, CAREFULLY & FOCUS ON THE ROAD!". I reassured her that I am already driving very slowly and carefully. She said again "FOCUS ON THE ROAD & NOWHERE ELSE! BE CAREFUL!". Nearer to the Tagore Road junction, I had the chill on my shoulders once again, this time very very distinct! Again, I didn't want to think too much of it and scare myself. When we had reached home, immediately I asked my wife what she saw.
She told me that when we had just entered Upper Thomson Road, she could see a few apparitions scattered over the area in front of us. It was still manageable for her at that moment until one of those things came closer to the front of the car and the head appeared inside the car, right above where my steering wheel was and was staring at me! It was exactly that moment that my wife had shut her eyes and told me to FOCUS! She didn't open her eyes till we reached home so I was unable to find out when that thing "left" or what did it do to me that could have explained the sudden chills.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Haunted new condo in Bedok (Part 1)
Today's tale is a contribution from a reader, AG.
The first experience happened in 1988, the second year after shifting to a new condo in Bedok South Ave 3. I can still remember this particular day as it was my O levels maths exam.
Inside the house, there is this long corridor outside my bedroom. On this day, I woke up at 6am and mum was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. As i approached the door, a huge white shadow flew past me. Out of curiousity, I followed the shadow to the balcony and there it was, standing beside the railing. The next moment, i jumped over the railing and vanished out of sight.
I stood there frozen for a moment before letting out a loud scream.
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The first experience happened in 1988, the second year after shifting to a new condo in Bedok South Ave 3. I can still remember this particular day as it was my O levels maths exam.
Inside the house, there is this long corridor outside my bedroom. On this day, I woke up at 6am and mum was preparing breakfast in the kitchen. As i approached the door, a huge white shadow flew past me. Out of curiousity, I followed the shadow to the balcony and there it was, standing beside the railing. The next moment, i jumped over the railing and vanished out of sight.
I stood there frozen for a moment before letting out a loud scream.
2nd experience will be posted tomorrow.... stay in tuned but at the mean time, help me keep this blog going by clicking on my advertisers' ads please. Thank you.
Haunted new condo in Bedok (Part 2)
The 2nd encounter happened a year later at the very same house. This gets weirder as it happened in broad daylight.
I came back after meeting some friends in the morning and went back home. My house had a back yard with a low lying fence separating it from the common corridor.
While unlocking the fence, I noticed someone standing in the kitchen. On closer look, it was an old lady drinking water from a cup standing in front of the basin. She turned around and faced me. Instantly I shouted at the old lady as I don't have any old folks at home. The old lady got startled and dropped the cup into the basin with a bang. What really shocked me was that the old lady vanished right before my eyes!!!
I went to look at the basin but found nothing there. My sis came out from her room and ask me what happened. We quickly packed up, left home and went to school extra early that day.
I came back after meeting some friends in the morning and went back home. My house had a back yard with a low lying fence separating it from the common corridor.
While unlocking the fence, I noticed someone standing in the kitchen. On closer look, it was an old lady drinking water from a cup standing in front of the basin. She turned around and faced me. Instantly I shouted at the old lady as I don't have any old folks at home. The old lady got startled and dropped the cup into the basin with a bang. What really shocked me was that the old lady vanished right before my eyes!!!
I went to look at the basin but found nothing there. My sis came out from her room and ask me what happened. We quickly packed up, left home and went to school extra early that day.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Shenton Way Haunting (No longer just a fake video)
I've spent a year plus working in a company on the outskirts of Shenton Way in 2004. The building name is Bestway Building located opposite MAS Building. Though the building was very old, the good food in the canteen made up for it.
Due to the international nature of our business, we are required to call different parts of the world and this includes the US, Middle East & Europe. My boss never did insist that I stay back late in the office to make my calls though (We can make the calls from home and claim it from the company). A few months later, a new manager was employed and she started arranging us into shifts just to make sure all overseas markets are covered properly.
Then the stories started to roll in.... after 10pm+, you can hear paper ruffling at the end of the office (All your other colleagues have left and that section's lights are all switched off), you can hear children's laughter as they run along the corridor but you can never see them, and one colleague reported having spoke to a new cleaner lady at 5am+. He commented she was early for work and that he had never seen her before. She smiled and said she had been here for a long time but it's just that he never saw her before. At 7am, the usual cleaner lady came to work and he was puzzled but she confirmed that she was the only cleaner lady employed by the company. Interestingly, she said he's not the first to have seen the "other" cleaner lady.
The shift system only lasted a week before my manager stopped it because she did hear the children's running & laughter herself.
Due to the international nature of our business, we are required to call different parts of the world and this includes the US, Middle East & Europe. My boss never did insist that I stay back late in the office to make my calls though (We can make the calls from home and claim it from the company). A few months later, a new manager was employed and she started arranging us into shifts just to make sure all overseas markets are covered properly.
Then the stories started to roll in.... after 10pm+, you can hear paper ruffling at the end of the office (All your other colleagues have left and that section's lights are all switched off), you can hear children's laughter as they run along the corridor but you can never see them, and one colleague reported having spoke to a new cleaner lady at 5am+. He commented she was early for work and that he had never seen her before. She smiled and said she had been here for a long time but it's just that he never saw her before. At 7am, the usual cleaner lady came to work and he was puzzled but she confirmed that she was the only cleaner lady employed by the company. Interestingly, she said he's not the first to have seen the "other" cleaner lady.
The shift system only lasted a week before my manager stopped it because she did hear the children's running & laughter herself.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Overhead bridge outside the Chevrons
Today's tale is shared to us by my ex colleague and a very good friend, Jovita.
Jovita had a late night outing and was on her way home in a taxi. The time was close to midnight and the taxi was driving along Boon Lay Way when Jovita suddenly noticed a spooky figure in white standing above the overhead bridge, looking downwards. Naturally Jovita screamed, closed her eyes and the taxi driver asked why.
When the taxi went further down the road, Jovita told the taxi driver not to drive her home (As initally planned) but to bring to her to a very crowded place instead(For the fear that she is being followed home by that thing). When she told the taxi driver what she saw, the taxi driver remembered that he was told a similar story before but didn't believe it initially till he found it too coincidental that my colleague had seen the same thing at the same place! In the end, both of them spent the next 45 minutes in a nearby Macdonald's to calm down.
Jovita had a late night outing and was on her way home in a taxi. The time was close to midnight and the taxi was driving along Boon Lay Way when Jovita suddenly noticed a spooky figure in white standing above the overhead bridge, looking downwards. Naturally Jovita screamed, closed her eyes and the taxi driver asked why.
When the taxi went further down the road, Jovita told the taxi driver not to drive her home (As initally planned) but to bring to her to a very crowded place instead(For the fear that she is being followed home by that thing). When she told the taxi driver what she saw, the taxi driver remembered that he was told a similar story before but didn't believe it initially till he found it too coincidental that my colleague had seen the same thing at the same place! In the end, both of them spent the next 45 minutes in a nearby Macdonald's to calm down.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
United Square (Formerly known as Goldhill Square)
In my younger days, I was working as a games promoter during my school holidays, in a departmental store in Goldhill Square (Now known as United Square). We were given one day off in a week and whenever it’s our off day, another promoter will be assigned to take over for that day. The promoter that is assigned to take over my duties coincidentally is a good friend of mine, Doris.
Doris called me after her shift, and asked me out for coffee (I find that very strange because usually after a day’s work, we’re usually very tired and surely, we’d like to go home to sleep). I agreed and we went to Newton Hawker Centre, together with another mutual friend of ours, Sunil.
Doris wasn’t her usual chirpy & cheery self. It took quite a lot of coaxing before something came out from her. As new stocks arrived today at the store, Doris had to spend time moving and stacking them neatly into the racks in the storeroom. This task sounds simple but it takes somewhere between 30 to 45 minutes to complete this strenuous job. While she was in the storeroom stacking, she saw a horrific supernatural sight….
At this point of time, she broke down again and we stopped the conversation totally as we could see she was greatly affected. (Till the last day we met, I have not been able to successfully bring up the topic without affecting her) Needless to say, she refused to be assigned back in that particular departmental store and I was lucky to have avoided stock replenishment!
Sunil later also shared a story with me about that shopping mall. He had parked his car in the mall’s carpark one day and went shopping with his brother. After they were done, they went back to the carpark to get the car and drove off. Although it was a small carpark, they could not seem to get out of the same floor. This is probably what some people would call “Ghost covering your eyes” and I have heard several stories of people unable to walk out of a particular place but this is the first time, about a car. They finally got out after more than a hour.
Before you start avoiding United Square after this tale, let me assure you that this happened in the 80’s and in the last 2 years, I have been frequently going to this shopping mall and the carpark is very well routed. If you really can’t drive out of the same floor in 5 minutes…. Start praying!!
Doris called me after her shift, and asked me out for coffee (I find that very strange because usually after a day’s work, we’re usually very tired and surely, we’d like to go home to sleep). I agreed and we went to Newton Hawker Centre, together with another mutual friend of ours, Sunil.
Doris wasn’t her usual chirpy & cheery self. It took quite a lot of coaxing before something came out from her. As new stocks arrived today at the store, Doris had to spend time moving and stacking them neatly into the racks in the storeroom. This task sounds simple but it takes somewhere between 30 to 45 minutes to complete this strenuous job. While she was in the storeroom stacking, she saw a horrific supernatural sight….
At this point of time, she broke down again and we stopped the conversation totally as we could see she was greatly affected. (Till the last day we met, I have not been able to successfully bring up the topic without affecting her) Needless to say, she refused to be assigned back in that particular departmental store and I was lucky to have avoided stock replenishment!
Sunil later also shared a story with me about that shopping mall. He had parked his car in the mall’s carpark one day and went shopping with his brother. After they were done, they went back to the carpark to get the car and drove off. Although it was a small carpark, they could not seem to get out of the same floor. This is probably what some people would call “Ghost covering your eyes” and I have heard several stories of people unable to walk out of a particular place but this is the first time, about a car. They finally got out after more than a hour.
Before you start avoiding United Square after this tale, let me assure you that this happened in the 80’s and in the last 2 years, I have been frequently going to this shopping mall and the carpark is very well routed. If you really can’t drive out of the same floor in 5 minutes…. Start praying!!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Spiritual Possession
This happened during my teenage days. I was an avid computer gamer then and whenever my mum had planned for an evening of prayer sessions at home, I feel deliriously happy. Prayer sessions are basically invites for her friends to come to our house to visit, pray together and have food. What makes me really happy is…. I don’t have to study that evening and can stick to my PC playing games till they leave!
There was one evening, my mum came to me and told me “Son, tonight we have a prayer session and there will be a very special guest joining us. I hope you can join us at the prayer, if not, please go to your room to study or play games. Whatever it is, I want you to remain calm.” I didn’t understand the last sentence but the euphoric feeling of getting permission to play PC games all night made me forget about all else!
The guests arrived (About 30+ pax) and I headed straight into my room (As instructed by my mum, I can’t close my door because that is perceived as a sign of rudeness). The prayers started and less than 5 minutes later, I heard someone laughing in the midst of the prayer drone. The laughter sounded sinister and went on despite the prayers. At this point, I was very curious to find out who is so laughing so rudely and stuck my head out of my room. In the middle of the living hall, was a Chinese lady in her 40s, she is surrounded by other devotees who are all kneeled down and continuing their prayers despite the strange happenings. It seemed normal initially, then I saw her face suddenly turn dark purple and she started laughing again! She swayed and swayed as she was laughing. At this point, I freaked out, went into my room and locked the door. I only opened the door when the very last guest left at 1130pm and went straight to mum for answers.
My mum explained that this lady regularly allowed spiritual possessions 2 years ago. When she decided to stop doing this, some spirits left but some of the stubborn ones stayed with her and will disturb her during her sleep, strangling her at times and disrupts her daily life. It was then, she turned to religion in the hope that these evil spirits will leave her. My mum told me that I had missed the last part since I had closed my door. The lady got up from her kneeling position, and trudged forward, with her hands propped out as if she wanted to reach out to the Buddhist Talisman to tear it but everytime she tried to do that, she was repelled away as if there was an invisible force field. She only went back to being herself after half an hour or so and didn’t have any recollection of what happened.
That purple face coupled with that laughter stayed in my memory till today…..
There was one evening, my mum came to me and told me “Son, tonight we have a prayer session and there will be a very special guest joining us. I hope you can join us at the prayer, if not, please go to your room to study or play games. Whatever it is, I want you to remain calm.” I didn’t understand the last sentence but the euphoric feeling of getting permission to play PC games all night made me forget about all else!
The guests arrived (About 30+ pax) and I headed straight into my room (As instructed by my mum, I can’t close my door because that is perceived as a sign of rudeness). The prayers started and less than 5 minutes later, I heard someone laughing in the midst of the prayer drone. The laughter sounded sinister and went on despite the prayers. At this point, I was very curious to find out who is so laughing so rudely and stuck my head out of my room. In the middle of the living hall, was a Chinese lady in her 40s, she is surrounded by other devotees who are all kneeled down and continuing their prayers despite the strange happenings. It seemed normal initially, then I saw her face suddenly turn dark purple and she started laughing again! She swayed and swayed as she was laughing. At this point, I freaked out, went into my room and locked the door. I only opened the door when the very last guest left at 1130pm and went straight to mum for answers.
My mum explained that this lady regularly allowed spiritual possessions 2 years ago. When she decided to stop doing this, some spirits left but some of the stubborn ones stayed with her and will disturb her during her sleep, strangling her at times and disrupts her daily life. It was then, she turned to religion in the hope that these evil spirits will leave her. My mum told me that I had missed the last part since I had closed my door. The lady got up from her kneeling position, and trudged forward, with her hands propped out as if she wanted to reach out to the Buddhist Talisman to tear it but everytime she tried to do that, she was repelled away as if there was an invisible force field. She only went back to being herself after half an hour or so and didn’t have any recollection of what happened.
That purple face coupled with that laughter stayed in my memory till today…..
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Family Member
Since childhood, my wife, PT & Carol has been the best of friends. Carol who is a HK citizen lives with PT as she is studying here. Besides spending time out in the malls, the trio does regularly house visits. All these changed when PT’s dad passed away and my wife stopped going to PT’s house totally.
A few years ago, Carol came back to Singapore for a social visit and naturally she would stay over at PT’s house during this period. Together with my wife & PT, we went to the airport to welcome Carol. I drove PT & Carol back to the former’s apartment and naturally as the only guy among the 4, I offered my help with the luggage. My wife told me to help bring Carol’s luggage up while she stays in the car as she is “tired”. I found her behaviour strange (Especially since they have not met each other for months now) but didn’t think further.
PT opened the door and I was told that I can leave the luggage at the front door and go off now. I went downstairs back into my car. As I was driving back, my wife asked me “Was anybody at home in PT’s place?” I replied “No.” My wife asked again more specifically “Did you see her dad?” Amused by what my wife asked, I replied “Didn’t you mention that her dad passed away several years ago? So why would her dad be home unless she has a stepdad now?”
Apparently, my wife has stopped visiting PT’s house after her dad’s demise because PT’s dad didn’t really “leave”. He has living with them all this while and prior to his untimely death, he was a cheerful man who had an extreme sense of prankish humour. He remains the same till this day! He’d stroke your hair, turn off the lights when you’re in the toilet/bathroom, make the phone ring and and when you pick it up, he’ll tell you it’s a joke.
A few years ago, Carol came back to Singapore for a social visit and naturally she would stay over at PT’s house during this period. Together with my wife & PT, we went to the airport to welcome Carol. I drove PT & Carol back to the former’s apartment and naturally as the only guy among the 4, I offered my help with the luggage. My wife told me to help bring Carol’s luggage up while she stays in the car as she is “tired”. I found her behaviour strange (Especially since they have not met each other for months now) but didn’t think further.
PT opened the door and I was told that I can leave the luggage at the front door and go off now. I went downstairs back into my car. As I was driving back, my wife asked me “Was anybody at home in PT’s place?” I replied “No.” My wife asked again more specifically “Did you see her dad?” Amused by what my wife asked, I replied “Didn’t you mention that her dad passed away several years ago? So why would her dad be home unless she has a stepdad now?”
Apparently, my wife has stopped visiting PT’s house after her dad’s demise because PT’s dad didn’t really “leave”. He has living with them all this while and prior to his untimely death, he was a cheerful man who had an extreme sense of prankish humour. He remains the same till this day! He’d stroke your hair, turn off the lights when you’re in the toilet/bathroom, make the phone ring and and when you pick it up, he’ll tell you it’s a joke.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
The power of salt
I saw a very useful post on an internet forum, www.siamamulets.com made by "mindfulness" and with his gracious permission, I share this information with all my readers.
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Take a handful of sea salt plus a handful of glutinous rice(UNCOOKED) and step with your left foot out and throw out the handful of rice while asking them to go (shout loudly if necessary but avoid saying "Huat ah") and throw it at all corners.(Dark corners or places damp and dark are especially bad)
Take a bucket of water with sea salt mixed with pomelo leaves and use it to mop to the house house daily. Put a saucer of coarse salt at the toilets window. Keep them dry and replace where necessary.
At all areas of the house where it is dark, especially dark corridors, install bright lights and turn them on day and night for 7 nights. If windows are available at dark corners, open them during day time and let the house absorb more sunlight.
Grow two ports of pomegranate plants outside main door, do not use cactus.
Go to those Fortune Centre near Middle Road and buy 3 things:
1. A "shi gan dang" and put in front of your main door or in a place where it faces your main door. It blocks entry to certain things from going into your home.
2. A long wooden sword made of peach wood. If you are able to, get as many as you can with the long one facing the main door and smaller ones on the room doors facing out. These things are GOOD!!! Even a wooden flute with red threads/fastenings will be good.
3. A coin sword made of coins of course interwoven with vermillion threads. Get this from places where they blessed the items.
Someone tried this alt method - Now all is quiet, wife no bad dreams, kids don't wake up at night and they don't feel any presence lurking around.
Salt is the best cleanser if nothing else is available.
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Take a handful of sea salt plus a handful of glutinous rice(UNCOOKED) and step with your left foot out and throw out the handful of rice while asking them to go (shout loudly if necessary but avoid saying "Huat ah") and throw it at all corners.(Dark corners or places damp and dark are especially bad)
Take a bucket of water with sea salt mixed with pomelo leaves and use it to mop to the house house daily. Put a saucer of coarse salt at the toilets window. Keep them dry and replace where necessary.
At all areas of the house where it is dark, especially dark corridors, install bright lights and turn them on day and night for 7 nights. If windows are available at dark corners, open them during day time and let the house absorb more sunlight.
Grow two ports of pomegranate plants outside main door, do not use cactus.
Go to those Fortune Centre near Middle Road and buy 3 things:
1. A "shi gan dang" and put in front of your main door or in a place where it faces your main door. It blocks entry to certain things from going into your home.
2. A long wooden sword made of peach wood. If you are able to, get as many as you can with the long one facing the main door and smaller ones on the room doors facing out. These things are GOOD!!! Even a wooden flute with red threads/fastenings will be good.
3. A coin sword made of coins of course interwoven with vermillion threads. Get this from places where they blessed the items.
Someone tried this alt method - Now all is quiet, wife no bad dreams, kids don't wake up at night and they don't feel any presence lurking around.
Salt is the best cleanser if nothing else is available.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Neighbouring house
My in laws have been living in their existing HDB flat for over 20 years now. One of their neighbours (2 flats away) moved out of their flat more than a decade ago and the flat was left vacant for more than 6 months.
Nobody thought much about that house till finally one day, a couple moved in. On the very first night that they spent the night in their new house, they came knocking on my in-law’s door and my wife was the one who responded to the knocking.
“Did anybody die in our house before we moved in?” the couple asked. By this time, almost all of the members of my in-law’s family are awake (They’re pretty much light sleepers). “No, not that we know of anyway” was the reply from my in-laws. We didn’t ask what they meant but that was the last time we saw that couple again.
After that couple, many other couples moved in (We lost count how many). We never saw them again after their first night too. Then things got interesting! 3 guys in their 20s or 30s moved in. OK. Guys should be braver especially since these guys looked like they have gone thru NS and would have some kind of experience with spooks anyway. They broke the record. 2 nights! The 3rd day morning I saw them moving out their stuff.
Next family…. This man in his 40s, seems like a rich guy, thick gold necklace, gold rolex but unfortunately, not too friendly look and avoided looking at us (Me in particular because I wanted to tell him to move into this house, try staying a night before telling his interior designers to carry out the extensive renovations that he planned. He & his family moved in after the renovations were done but again, you never see them after their first night.
Then one morning, there was a chirpy young man walking past our flat and he greeted us “Good morning, my name is John and I will be your new neighbour in #08-XX”. My wife & I gathered enough sense to walk over to his apartment, asked him out of the house (We don’t wanna go in!) and warned him about the history of all the past owners/tenants. He told us he is strong in his Tibetan religious beliefs and would not be too affected by these things. He had placed religious artifacts throughout the house, regularly invited Tibetan monks to the house for prayers and so on. One day, I asked him about the “thing” that was in the house. He proudly said that it is gone forever… I asked him what was it, he said “nothing nice to tell you but lets just say he/she is annoying, breaking things in the house, opening and slamming doors, moving chairs…”
By the way, I think this is the 11th year he has lived in this house now!
Nobody thought much about that house till finally one day, a couple moved in. On the very first night that they spent the night in their new house, they came knocking on my in-law’s door and my wife was the one who responded to the knocking.
“Did anybody die in our house before we moved in?” the couple asked. By this time, almost all of the members of my in-law’s family are awake (They’re pretty much light sleepers). “No, not that we know of anyway” was the reply from my in-laws. We didn’t ask what they meant but that was the last time we saw that couple again.
After that couple, many other couples moved in (We lost count how many). We never saw them again after their first night too. Then things got interesting! 3 guys in their 20s or 30s moved in. OK. Guys should be braver especially since these guys looked like they have gone thru NS and would have some kind of experience with spooks anyway. They broke the record. 2 nights! The 3rd day morning I saw them moving out their stuff.
Next family…. This man in his 40s, seems like a rich guy, thick gold necklace, gold rolex but unfortunately, not too friendly look and avoided looking at us (Me in particular because I wanted to tell him to move into this house, try staying a night before telling his interior designers to carry out the extensive renovations that he planned. He & his family moved in after the renovations were done but again, you never see them after their first night.
Then one morning, there was a chirpy young man walking past our flat and he greeted us “Good morning, my name is John and I will be your new neighbour in #08-XX”. My wife & I gathered enough sense to walk over to his apartment, asked him out of the house (We don’t wanna go in!) and warned him about the history of all the past owners/tenants. He told us he is strong in his Tibetan religious beliefs and would not be too affected by these things. He had placed religious artifacts throughout the house, regularly invited Tibetan monks to the house for prayers and so on. One day, I asked him about the “thing” that was in the house. He proudly said that it is gone forever… I asked him what was it, he said “nothing nice to tell you but lets just say he/she is annoying, breaking things in the house, opening and slamming doors, moving chairs…”
By the way, I think this is the 11th year he has lived in this house now!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
A story from my sister
One of our relative family comprising of our uncle & aunty lives in a nice 2 storey but old house. They didn’t have any children but they adore my sister and she was their favourite child amongst our extended family. Very often, my sis would spend the weekend with uncle & aunty.
Although the main bedrooms were located on the second floor of the house, there was this little room on the first floor, where my sister liked to sleep in. Uncle & aunt knew she loved this small little room, decorated it a little and put a bed in there for her. This room had remained as my sister’s room during all her stays. This room is also coincidentally below the uncle & aunt’s bedroom.
One day, my uncle had passed away and very obviously we were all sad and mourned for him. My sister had not visited aunty for a long time after uncle’s death but it was several months later, when my sister contacted our aunt and offered to accompany her for the weekend. The only difference to the house now was that aunty had shifted her bedroom to the next room. Her ex-bedroom is now locked. When night fell, my tired sister went to her little room and fell asleep there.
In the middle of the night, my sister heard very distinct footsteps on the ceiling and it seemed to go on forever interrupting her sleep. My sister went upstairs and tried to open the locked door but it didn’t open. My aunt must have heard my sister and came out of her room. My aunt hushed my sister and told my sis to sleep with her for the night. Aunt refused to answer any questions but kept saying she’s very tired and wanted to sleep. “If there is anything to ask, please ask them tomorrow.” my aunt said before falling asleep.
The next morning, the questions flowed and aunt was truthful. My aunt missed her husband very much but decided not to bury him and she wanted to keep him close to her. His coffin is placed inside the locked room (Their ex bedroom). Those footsteps my sister heard were those of my uncle’s. Although uncle was someone we loved dearly, particularly my sister, but she cannot handle the thought of staying in the same house where his coffin is placed and definitely, not when she can hear him walk around in the middle of the night.
Although the main bedrooms were located on the second floor of the house, there was this little room on the first floor, where my sister liked to sleep in. Uncle & aunt knew she loved this small little room, decorated it a little and put a bed in there for her. This room had remained as my sister’s room during all her stays. This room is also coincidentally below the uncle & aunt’s bedroom.
One day, my uncle had passed away and very obviously we were all sad and mourned for him. My sister had not visited aunty for a long time after uncle’s death but it was several months later, when my sister contacted our aunt and offered to accompany her for the weekend. The only difference to the house now was that aunty had shifted her bedroom to the next room. Her ex-bedroom is now locked. When night fell, my tired sister went to her little room and fell asleep there.
In the middle of the night, my sister heard very distinct footsteps on the ceiling and it seemed to go on forever interrupting her sleep. My sister went upstairs and tried to open the locked door but it didn’t open. My aunt must have heard my sister and came out of her room. My aunt hushed my sister and told my sis to sleep with her for the night. Aunt refused to answer any questions but kept saying she’s very tired and wanted to sleep. “If there is anything to ask, please ask them tomorrow.” my aunt said before falling asleep.
The next morning, the questions flowed and aunt was truthful. My aunt missed her husband very much but decided not to bury him and she wanted to keep him close to her. His coffin is placed inside the locked room (Their ex bedroom). Those footsteps my sister heard were those of my uncle’s. Although uncle was someone we loved dearly, particularly my sister, but she cannot handle the thought of staying in the same house where his coffin is placed and definitely, not when she can hear him walk around in the middle of the night.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
SBMT Mar 1990 Intake
This incident happened after my earlier haunted shift (
http://truetalesfromthedarkside.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-1st-experience-with-supernatural.html ), to 2 other guys from the same platoon as I am.
After that scary shift, both Abdullah and myself were very pleased to hand over our duty to the next shift personnel. As this happened more than a decade ago, I can't recall their exact names but lets call them Ahmad & Saiful. Little was made known to us when the both of them came back from their guard duty early, one was in great shock while the other refused to say much. The real story was only told to us by Ahmad a few days later.
The both of them were covering 1st wing (similar to us) and they walked behind a particular building which was deserted. Saiful saw that the armskote door was ajar and out of boredom (Perhaps?), he went to push the door close and walked off. As he walked away from the door, he heard it creak open again.... (Quick lesson on armskote doors:- These metal security doors are several inches thick and are very, very heavy.) How could such a heavy door open by itself?
Again, Saiful went to push the door shut.... Something inside him warned him to move aside and he did quickly step aside and right at that moment, the door seemed like it was kicked out of it's ledges and fell to the floor! There were many discarded old cabinets placed around that area and they started shaking violently, doors slamming & opening... Saiful was stunned by what was happening and stayed rooted where he was but fortunately Ahmad was quick thinking enough, grabbed Saiful and pulled him away.
When they arrived back to the guard house, Saiful was in total shock. He was not responsive to anybody or anything, while Ahmad was in tears & panting from all the running and dragging of his buddy. Saiful spent the next few days resting at medical bay (Or home, I can't really recall this part) and Ahmad only brought out his courage many days later to share this tale with us.
http://truetalesfromthedarkside.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-1st-experience-with-supernatural.html ), to 2 other guys from the same platoon as I am.
After that scary shift, both Abdullah and myself were very pleased to hand over our duty to the next shift personnel. As this happened more than a decade ago, I can't recall their exact names but lets call them Ahmad & Saiful. Little was made known to us when the both of them came back from their guard duty early, one was in great shock while the other refused to say much. The real story was only told to us by Ahmad a few days later.
The both of them were covering 1st wing (similar to us) and they walked behind a particular building which was deserted. Saiful saw that the armskote door was ajar and out of boredom (Perhaps?), he went to push the door close and walked off. As he walked away from the door, he heard it creak open again.... (Quick lesson on armskote doors:- These metal security doors are several inches thick and are very, very heavy.) How could such a heavy door open by itself?
Again, Saiful went to push the door shut.... Something inside him warned him to move aside and he did quickly step aside and right at that moment, the door seemed like it was kicked out of it's ledges and fell to the floor! There were many discarded old cabinets placed around that area and they started shaking violently, doors slamming & opening... Saiful was stunned by what was happening and stayed rooted where he was but fortunately Ahmad was quick thinking enough, grabbed Saiful and pulled him away.
When they arrived back to the guard house, Saiful was in total shock. He was not responsive to anybody or anything, while Ahmad was in tears & panting from all the running and dragging of his buddy. Saiful spent the next few days resting at medical bay (Or home, I can't really recall this part) and Ahmad only brought out his courage many days later to share this tale with us.
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