I had woken up on a strange spring night in April 2008 and went downstairs from my bedroom to drink some water. There was a strange scraping-shuffling noise coming form the entrance. After I drank water I curiously went to see the source of the noise.
That was when I realized it was coming from "everywhere."
My cat was purring unusually loudly and looking out the front window. I could hear her purring almost ten feet away. I also started to realize the scraping-shuffling noise was coming simultaneously from her direction after drawing near her.
It seemed to be coming directly from her. I did a silly thing and asked her if she was the one making the noise and surprisingly her head turned from looking away from me to her right and nodding. I was bewildered but not afraid. I was convinced it was confidential she was nodding her head right after my question.
I went back to bed without investigating the strange sound or my cat's strange behavior. In the morning it was as if nothing had happened the previous night.
I did however notice that during the same week my cat had went through seizures once or twice. But they came and passed. Seizures are simply a result of blockages in the body system flow. But if they are frequent it should be a cause of concern.
My cat had no seizures prior or after that incident at least to my knowledge.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Paranormal story: A possible case of the sixth sense or spiritual connection.
One of my uncles told me a strange story before he passed away. He was a hardcore science fiction fan and into history and religion.
He collected all sorts of books on the things that interested him which happened to include a book on Sufism.
In my paternal family were two sisters who were born with genetic disorders. Both have now passed away.
The elder one was named Cosir (best English spelling I can think of) who died much earlier and I have no memory of her. The second sister Wajee (spelling) also died but much more recently.
Both the sisters lead a life of mental retardation and were unable to speak due to their genetic disorder.
But once during her lifetime I learned from my uncle that Cosir craved one of his books on Sufism. She picked that particular book from his relatively large collection and held on to it, refusing to let go of it.
She would take and try to hide from others, holding on to it with her chest. Even when my uncle took it back and rearranged it in his collection, Cosir was still able to find that specific book about Sufism. If I remember correctly, that very book was of a famous Sufi poet. Regardless, the book was on the subject of Sufism.
Neither Cosir nor Wajee could read or write let alone speak due to their genetic disorder. Wajee did acknowledge a greeting sign from me once when I bowed my head as respect and could show facial expressions as I remember, but not speak properly.
Since Sufism is a spirituality and more removed from more strict and organized forms of faith, even the disabled can perhaps connect with it through spirituality.
Why she held the book to her chest and refused to hand it back or how she was able to distinguish that book from the other books is a mystery or because of my above theory. Or else the whole incident could have been a pure coincidence.
It's another case for skeptics and believers to argue over.
He collected all sorts of books on the things that interested him which happened to include a book on Sufism.
In my paternal family were two sisters who were born with genetic disorders. Both have now passed away.
The elder one was named Cosir (best English spelling I can think of) who died much earlier and I have no memory of her. The second sister Wajee (spelling) also died but much more recently.
Both the sisters lead a life of mental retardation and were unable to speak due to their genetic disorder.
But once during her lifetime I learned from my uncle that Cosir craved one of his books on Sufism. She picked that particular book from his relatively large collection and held on to it, refusing to let go of it.
She would take and try to hide from others, holding on to it with her chest. Even when my uncle took it back and rearranged it in his collection, Cosir was still able to find that specific book about Sufism. If I remember correctly, that very book was of a famous Sufi poet. Regardless, the book was on the subject of Sufism.
Neither Cosir nor Wajee could read or write let alone speak due to their genetic disorder. Wajee did acknowledge a greeting sign from me once when I bowed my head as respect and could show facial expressions as I remember, but not speak properly.
Since Sufism is a spirituality and more removed from more strict and organized forms of faith, even the disabled can perhaps connect with it through spirituality.
Why she held the book to her chest and refused to hand it back or how she was able to distinguish that book from the other books is a mystery or because of my above theory. Or else the whole incident could have been a pure coincidence.
It's another case for skeptics and believers to argue over.
Friday, September 9, 2011
Paranormal story: A strange burst/flash.
This actually occurred this very afternoon when I was waking up late in the afternoon. I yawned and lifted my head which was instantly followed by a short bursting sound and a black flash right in front of my face.
A bursting sound like that of a light bulb when it fuses and at the speed of which a person snaps a lighter on and quickly of. I didn't know what it was or what it is now, but I'm open to the fact that it might have been my head recovering from my numbness.
A bursting sound like that of a light bulb when it fuses and at the speed of which a person snaps a lighter on and quickly of. I didn't know what it was or what it is now, but I'm open to the fact that it might have been my head recovering from my numbness.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Paranormal story: An alleged Jinn haunting
The house in my home city of Karachi inherited to my mother and her sisters after the passing of my maternal grandparents became a legal property dispute.
My mother's older sister demanded the entire property be put in her name.
She managed to take over the ground floor and place squatters in it, out of fear that she would loose the whole house.
The squatters switched places with their relatives various times when they'd leave for their village(s) while their relatives would occupy the ground floor.
They have stayed for a decade now. Upstairs is occupied by my mother's best friend and her servants as we live in North America.
In 2005 I visited Karachi and heard a rather strange story. According to my mother's friend, the squatters downstairs were afraid of the room at the back belonging to my late aunt who passed away in 1999.
My late aunt's beloved piano had also been placed into the room she lived in. The squatters claimed that they encountered a giant man threatening to hurt anyone who entered the room.
Late at night the piano would play. Then a day came when the room was opened and a cat came running out.
Many assumed the cat had been walking on the piano making it heard.
The story was ridiculed and laughed upon by my mother's friend. However my mothers friend herself spoke of a story that she slept alone upstairs one night. It was pitch dark and she claimed to have seen a white moon colored light move past her bed.
She then claimed to being chocked by something and tried to free her neck, however she could not feel anything touching her neck.
She struggled for a few minutes and tried calling out to the servants living in the quarters in the backyard. But she then became free.
Also according to her, the squatters complained to my aunt who put her there about this strange bearded man.
My aunt had come to the house and went into this allegedly haunted bedroom of my other late aunt. She took a copy of the Quran and recited some prayers. My aunt supposedly performed these rituals a several times.
I do not know if there is truth to any of this, but according to Pakistani mythology and ghost tales, when a house or room is left abandoned for a long period of time, it usually attracts spirits and becomes haunted.
My mother's older sister demanded the entire property be put in her name.
She managed to take over the ground floor and place squatters in it, out of fear that she would loose the whole house.
The squatters switched places with their relatives various times when they'd leave for their village(s) while their relatives would occupy the ground floor.
They have stayed for a decade now. Upstairs is occupied by my mother's best friend and her servants as we live in North America.
In 2005 I visited Karachi and heard a rather strange story. According to my mother's friend, the squatters downstairs were afraid of the room at the back belonging to my late aunt who passed away in 1999.
My late aunt's beloved piano had also been placed into the room she lived in. The squatters claimed that they encountered a giant man threatening to hurt anyone who entered the room.
Late at night the piano would play. Then a day came when the room was opened and a cat came running out.
Many assumed the cat had been walking on the piano making it heard.
The story was ridiculed and laughed upon by my mother's friend. However my mothers friend herself spoke of a story that she slept alone upstairs one night. It was pitch dark and she claimed to have seen a white moon colored light move past her bed.
She then claimed to being chocked by something and tried to free her neck, however she could not feel anything touching her neck.
She struggled for a few minutes and tried calling out to the servants living in the quarters in the backyard. But she then became free.
Also according to her, the squatters complained to my aunt who put her there about this strange bearded man.
My aunt had come to the house and went into this allegedly haunted bedroom of my other late aunt. She took a copy of the Quran and recited some prayers. My aunt supposedly performed these rituals a several times.
I do not know if there is truth to any of this, but according to Pakistani mythology and ghost tales, when a house or room is left abandoned for a long period of time, it usually attracts spirits and becomes haunted.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Paranormal tale: A possible ghost encounter.
As stated in my other posts, I'm not a believer or a skeptic. I was however told that this incident is true by my late uncle who told me this story.
I am also unsure when it took place or where exactly, but if my memory serves correct, it happened somewhere in North America.
A man was driving on a highway and came across a young boy on the side of the street waving to get on. The boy wore a baseball uniform and hat.
Once the boy got onto the car, he urged the man through sign language to move onwards and kept pin pointing to a certain direction without speaking.
Next thing, they arrived at a crash site. A school bus seemed to have fallen off or collided with another vehicle (can't remember).
The man got out and tried to help the injured passengers. An ambulance and other medical help arrived. As people were leaving, the man noticed a stretcher with the blanket covering a body.
He lifted the blanket to find the body of same boy who led him to the bus crash. He was astonished. He told the medical teams and others that he was guided by this dead boy to the crash site. As the man got into his car to leave, he found the boy's baseball hat still sitting in the right passenger seat where the silent boy had been.
I am also unsure when it took place or where exactly, but if my memory serves correct, it happened somewhere in North America.
A man was driving on a highway and came across a young boy on the side of the street waving to get on. The boy wore a baseball uniform and hat.
Once the boy got onto the car, he urged the man through sign language to move onwards and kept pin pointing to a certain direction without speaking.
Next thing, they arrived at a crash site. A school bus seemed to have fallen off or collided with another vehicle (can't remember).
The man got out and tried to help the injured passengers. An ambulance and other medical help arrived. As people were leaving, the man noticed a stretcher with the blanket covering a body.
He lifted the blanket to find the body of same boy who led him to the bus crash. He was astonished. He told the medical teams and others that he was guided by this dead boy to the crash site. As the man got into his car to leave, he found the boy's baseball hat still sitting in the right passenger seat where the silent boy had been.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Paranormal story: A possible UFO encounter.
Author's note: I am neither a believer nor a skeptic. I am only repeating what I have heard.
This took place with my uncle (who is mentioned in my previous post) while he was a young boy and my their close friends (friends of my uncles and father) were playing in a back alley. This was in Karachi in the 1950s. Back then the city was safe, sparsely populated so they as children were free to play in the open.
As they were playing, they were encountered by a giant spherical shaped light about fifty feet in the sky. The close position of the sphere terrified them that they stood still.
The sphere them beamed a light on them for a period of five minutes, with them still terrified and paralyzed.
Why this light was beamed, no one knows. Possibly for observation. But after about this period of five minutes, the sphere's light switched off and it sped skywards at an incredible speed.
The boys were so terrified that they did not speak of their encounter. Only some years later, when the subject of UFOs was being discussed, my uncle spoke of his experience.
That's all I know of that incident.
This took place with my uncle (who is mentioned in my previous post) while he was a young boy and my their close friends (friends of my uncles and father) were playing in a back alley. This was in Karachi in the 1950s. Back then the city was safe, sparsely populated so they as children were free to play in the open.
As they were playing, they were encountered by a giant spherical shaped light about fifty feet in the sky. The close position of the sphere terrified them that they stood still.
The sphere them beamed a light on them for a period of five minutes, with them still terrified and paralyzed.
Why this light was beamed, no one knows. Possibly for observation. But after about this period of five minutes, the sphere's light switched off and it sped skywards at an incredible speed.
The boys were so terrified that they did not speak of their encounter. Only some years later, when the subject of UFOs was being discussed, my uncle spoke of his experience.
That's all I know of that incident.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Paranormal story: A possible ghost encounter
About a year after Mariam's death, a friend of me and my cousin's, Faraz in Karachi was spending the night at his home.
I mentioned Marian in another blog of mine who was assassinated by her husband.
According to my cousin, Faraz came to him at night and woke him up. He claimed he was going to the washroom where he saw Mariam's image in the hallway.
My cousin didn't believe him. But the same summer after the killing, I recall coming back to North America and having a dream. I saw Mariam on the same signal way on the way to my cousin's house.
This was a strange dream, since Mariam and I had no close acquaintanceship or anything of that sort; though we did spend enjoyable times during my youth entertaining ourselves and my cousin when he was a toddler.
But I saw her in the dream. On the intersecting roads on the same route to my cousins house. The signal turned red, all the vehicles stopped, Mariam crossed the road waving at me and calling out in Urdu "How are you X" (X is a substitute for my real name, which I avoid giving out on the Internet).
All of a sudden I was at my cousins bedroom on the top floor, with Mariam organizing my cousin's clothes.
But Mariam was dead I told myself. How can this be? This had to be a spirit. I darted to my cousin's father downstairs at their house and my uncle (cousin's father) said that her spirit will stay there, refusal to leave.
I woke up from the dream after that. Weather this dream of Mariam's position in Faraz's experience is connected or coincidental; I do not know. I am just sharing experienced which I have no way of knowing are real or not.
I mentioned Marian in another blog of mine who was assassinated by her husband.
According to my cousin, Faraz came to him at night and woke him up. He claimed he was going to the washroom where he saw Mariam's image in the hallway.
My cousin didn't believe him. But the same summer after the killing, I recall coming back to North America and having a dream. I saw Mariam on the same signal way on the way to my cousin's house.
This was a strange dream, since Mariam and I had no close acquaintanceship or anything of that sort; though we did spend enjoyable times during my youth entertaining ourselves and my cousin when he was a toddler.
But I saw her in the dream. On the intersecting roads on the same route to my cousins house. The signal turned red, all the vehicles stopped, Mariam crossed the road waving at me and calling out in Urdu "How are you X" (X is a substitute for my real name, which I avoid giving out on the Internet).
All of a sudden I was at my cousins bedroom on the top floor, with Mariam organizing my cousin's clothes.
But Mariam was dead I told myself. How can this be? This had to be a spirit. I darted to my cousin's father downstairs at their house and my uncle (cousin's father) said that her spirit will stay there, refusal to leave.
I woke up from the dream after that. Weather this dream of Mariam's position in Faraz's experience is connected or coincidental; I do not know. I am just sharing experienced which I have no way of knowing are real or not.
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