Ghosts, Hauntings And Manifestations....???

reeth sahab kuch log kabhi bhi shanti nahin chahte hain---aap hi dekhiye--yahhaan bhi kaun pehle start hua hai----aur aise hi chalta raha tou bro--mere paas share karne ke liye fights ke hi experience reh jayenge- -thoda sa gyan is ym ko bhi dijiye aap sab log---kyunki main tou isko wahi de sakta hoon jo ye aadmi deserve karta hai---

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mere paas share karne ke liye fights ke hi experience reh jayenge
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Tanz ke alfaaz hi nauk e zubaan reh jayenge, doston ke paas kal pathar kahan reh jayenge
Bas yahi yadein banengi rabaton ka ek pull, khwaab hi kuch tere mere darmiyaan reh jayenge
teri palkon par kabhi main tartharoanga zaroor, tere rukhsaron pe sochon ke nishaan reh jayenge
aap ke zair e nageen sari zameen aajayegi, mere hisse main faqat kuch aasman reh jayenge
PHAILTE SAAYON KI ZULMAT IS QADAR HOGI MUHEET, AADMI UTH JAYENGE, KUCH SAHIBAA REH JAYENGE
YAAD KI HAR REHGUZAR GULKOSH TO HOGI MAGAR, CHAND KAANTE BHI NASEEB E DUSHMANA REH JAYENGE

Let's move on......
I have some more personal experiences about the "ghosts". Two of them involve tactile sensation and one just aural or sound sensation. I'll relate the latter:

We had a small building located in the Central Bombay - Byculla to be specific. This was taken from the Maharani of Diwaas. In fact this building used to be a Bungalow of the Rajah of Diwaas. We converted the building into tenements and gave rooms on rent to various tenants on the first floor. The portion above the first floor was equally spacious but lying useless and desolate when we thought of constructing rooms.
That portion used to be dark even during bright days and very eerie too. Briefly, we made rooms on the portion that we can call the 2nd floor. One big room was given to a Sari Printer, another to a Purse Maker. Rest were all vacant. In a room located in a corner I used to sleep all by myself. All other rooms were vacant.

After a few days, it was reported someone is heard walking at night on the second floor. Again, it was reported that things are being removed from one place to another in that area. Since I used to sleep alone in my room I thought it would be better to sleep in company of that purse wallah who was our tenant.
So that night I did just that. Sometime, after midnight, I was woken up by that purse wallah. I got up rubbing my eyes. He pointed out in a direction. There I saw his assistance, named Babu, sitting with his hands holding his stomach tight as if in pain. With wide eyes he was staring in one particular location, unable to speak. He looked terrible with a contorted face. It was frightening.

Quietly I whispered into the ears of the purse wallah what was the reason for Babu's posture. He said he didn't know. All of a sudden, the said Babu gave a shriek and jumped at us. We shifted back. Thereafter he started wailing. We made him keep quiet and asked him to sleep in our midst. All night I lay awake, scared that Babu would suddenly attack us. I decided it was better to sleep in my own room all alone than face the dangers in purse-wallah's room.

So the next night I took a dagger with me and put it underneath my pillow and lay there on my bed. Then at about 11.30 p.m. I clearly heard the sound of someone walking. The sound was clear: 'tak, TAK, tak, TAK. " Between "Fleeing and Facing" I took the latter option. Immediately I jumped out of my bed, opened and door and leaned out to see who it was. Simultaneously, I also noticed that the purse-wallah and the Sari Printer also were cheking out the sound. But no one was seen.

I decided to avoid the second floor and remained on the first floor. It was sometime during this period that I was told that the Sari wallah who had slept on the small adjoining terrace there, was actually picked up and thrown back into the interior space. Fortunately he was not thrown down from the terrace to the earth below.

When more and more rooms were built and with the new tenants coming in, gradually we got rid of that Stalking Terror. But one thing did emerge that it was not some evil ghost, but some Pure Sou.

NASIR.

Nasir Bhai,
I have heard a lot of times from different people that if a person sleeps right in front of the entrance of Masjids which are frequented by 'Paak Jinns', & if he doesn't get up on time for the Fajar Prayer, He is moved by the Jinns to a corner.
I am not sure if this is true or not ... just revealing what I heard.

Haneef

I have my doubts about that! Didn't he just push the sari wallah into "inner space"?
That strikes me as a very wicked thing to do.

Noorie

Why into a "corner"?

Noorie

Noorie Ji,
I meant to say they (Jinns) supposedly drag the 'sleepers' away from the entrance, so that they are not in the way.
Now How 'bout sharing your experience.

Haneef

How about a bargain? I might consider it, if you stop being a sceptic first.
Do you think you cud accomplish that?

Noorie

Noorie Ji,
Its hard to believe something which I have not 'seen',
O.K How about " Maybe they exist (Devils or Restless Spirits .. whatever)".
... Will that statement Work ?
Lets see now, if you keep your part of the deal.

Haneef

"Maybe"? That still sounds sceptical.

Let me rephrase that; what wud it take 4 you 2 be convinced beyond any doubt that paranormal phenomena is a reality ?

Noorie

I would have to see it to believe it.

Can you please share your experience about the paranormal.
I heard that even Ghosts prefer to scare the opposite sex.

Haneef

bobby i know nothing abt your misunderstanding wit YM and it is not right for me to interfere unless it involves me in some manner or the other......too many cooks spoil.......just asking you to participate here and elsewhere...

A lot of buildings seem to be haunted in Mumbai.......makes sense with all that crowd..........hve to co exist i guess

She is putting up her price... plz do the honors noorie.......

'Even" ? Haneef, it seems to me that you know a whole lot about ghosts and their preferences, more than you let on, by your posts.

Mine wasn't 'scary' at all, at least not in the 'typical' sense.
I'll save my ghostly encounters ( that's right, more than one) 4 the last, after everyone else has exhausted sharing their's.

Noorie