PARANORMAL EXPERIENCES -1

SPIRIT OF LANCER BARRACKS

Time : Past Midnight
Location : Lancer Barracks
Officers quarters
Hyderabad

It was a moonless cold night.Mercury dipped to all time low to 11 degree celsius.My home in the Lancer Barracks. (Heavily barricaded and walled Colony).It had newly built houses and very few century old houses as well. Mine was of Pre-Independece-British era .The house is very big, roof is very high showing off the colonial architecture and with all those extra wide walls and high roofs really really gives an eerie creepy and gloomy impression just like moors of london. A fully grown banyan tree which is said to be hundreds of years old at the rear and huge mighty oak tree at the front of house further adds up spice to my spooky locality .If only these trees had power of words.,they could narrate a stories of bygone era perhaps is what i thought as i retired to my bed.these houses have an thick spooky aura around them espically during nights.Rumours were always uttered in whispers.One rumour added to another. And everyone in locality knew it and avoided these set of olden days houses.Everyone had an idea of these spooky stories ..expect ME..Living alone




Cool breeze and ruffling of leaves rented my room.I wrapped myself with thick woolen blanket to escape chillness. I was so tired after a hectic day i just dived into deep sleep without bothering those creepy sounds wind is making along with trees . Within no time i was lost in sweet mystique dream world . Some time passed.All in a sudden i opened my eyes with a start as i heard sharp moaning piercing my ears.It was just locality dog but some how its moan was different it disturbed entire tranquility around it some what reminded me Hound from Sherlockholmes novels. Irritatingly i forced my self snuggle beneath the covers . I found it difficult to get back to sleep so as i was struggling i felt some trickling sensation in my ear . Without thinking much i just brushed ear with my hand before closing my eyes .As i turned my body angle in semi concious state i felt the same sensation again , it was like some one taking a feather and trickling it in my ear. Someone teasingly playing with feather in my ears. I tried to dismiss it as dream but some how the feeling was strong . I got up in sleepy state and switched on the lights.There i found the culprit .I found my kitten happily curled itself into a fluffy ball sleeping along with me under blanket . I reasoned that tail of kitten was getting into my ear as i rolled on bed.With out any compassion i just pushed it out of my bed . With a low purring voice it jumped out of bed feeling greatly disturbed and disgusted with my act as it jumped out and slid itself in darkness of empty adjoining room . Time was already past 2 am . Cruel time to get disturbed. Not even half an hour passed before i switched off lights and closed my eyes .Once again i experienced the same creepy sensation like someone trickling feather in my ear . Now all the sleepiness diappeared into night . Now i was damn sure it was no mid night winter dream nor it was cats tail tricks . I was wide awake and shocking part was that trickling feeling was still continuing .Without thinking anything i just jumped out of bed and swiped out deadly oriental weapon "Nan chaku" and swung it in darkness in one fluid like motion with all my strength , I knew it, if any one is around , and if he or it comes in contact with nanchaku s rod , is sure to drop down .To my horror and surprise, my nanchaku returned to another hand smoothly with swishing sound .I switched on the lights and scanned entire room .Under the cots , under the table found nothing. Taking defensive stance i walked into hall cautiously .Everything was still except curtains playing along with winter winds .Room was extremely cold . I looked out of my grilled door ,even owls and bats on great oak tree werent making any noises,no street dogs either ..Everything was still and silent except occasional rustle of leaves due to the wind . Courage and Confidence were always my prime assets but tonight some how fear of unknown seems to penetrate those virtues. All my instincts were on high.I again tried to think over everything about this strange experience . It was no dream , was my mind playing tricks on me or was it some kind of poltergeist visiting my home unable to bear cold out side and started playing with me. .What ever it is , iam sure there was definitely some thing out there in darkness . With all confused thoughts i regretted my decision of not going out to tour with rest of family ..slowly i slid back into covers .It was quite unsound sleep .

In the morning still sleepy and in groggily state as i was brushing my long hair i expereinced the simliar twirl of feathers in my ear...instantly i realised it was my long hair locks which were causing those trickling sensation last night when ever i was rolling on the bed .

Moral: Keep ur hair short


Well Folks that was just an fun filled true story of fake ghost but what iam going to write in comming weeks is no story and its truth which i have experienced in the same home...Hope u enjoy it ..Believe it or not ...Adios fer now


Courage Conquers.........but its Love thats driving force on this Planet

Ghost Busters

WEAK HEARTS STAY OUT


Salaam-Namaste-hullo-jumbo-jakaaz Web crawling Netizens...Oh my what a over whelmeing response i have got after the blog psot on Mr.Ramesh.Now evreyone has become fan of this Man of No-Longer-mystery (Thanks to me).Now every girl to grown up aunty is dreaming only about this man.Forget Women ., even Men started enquring about his number and where abouts.....!!!

whatever ...on serious note ...some folks are asking me to write on something paranormal ....welll next 3- 4 blogs would be only on paranormal experiences that i have personally experienced or i feel i have expereinced ...so if ur of weak heart better stay out ..latter dont complain me abiyt ur heart atacks n chills down the spine ...

the plot is ready but words arent ....time is the problem...i have little time left in office where i have to read comics and two newpspaers and ofcouyurse not forgetting my afternoon nap of 2-3 hours ...and in remaining time i have to strainous work of office like signing my attendece register., eat lunch n go back home ....so i have to manage time before i go ballistci on this blog ...iam sure within in next 3 weeks i wud come with it ..


well buddy whoi asked me to wriote on these ....see u off in 3 weeks ..

astalavista buddy
Sagar

Tantra--The Esoteric Science

This blog post is dedicated to one of the last Living Legends on this planet or atleast in Mangalore ymca.The ROCKSTAR RAMESH.Mr.Ramesh is not known to many on this planet(EXCEPT dobhi walla messwalla and his office wallas) coz thats the way he wanted.He is International Man of Mystery.Totally secretive and ignominous.He is so secretive that no one knows where he lives., Even in ymca hostel he is unknown.Even in his room he is unknown coz he has no room mates.No one knows that he works in Aspinhall.Every aunty next to ymca and nurses in athena hospital think he is Jamesbond or somesort of secret agent like TomCruise in Knight and Day.His past is under thick curtain of secrecy.His age stopped at 18 and that was around 20-30 years ago.Not he has frozen time or reversed Ageing via Rasayana sciences of Ayurveda or discovered Sanjivini of ancient scripts or just frozen like Mammoth in ice.He just stopped celebrating his birthday after his 18th year(Great discovery to stop aging.But he denied nobel prize fer his discovery coz he didnt want any more publicity) If i use his Mathmatical Formula to calcualte MY age then my age is just 8 or 9 coz i celeberated my birthday only ONCE and that was in my 3rd grade.

Ther reason for this blog is that sugar sweet ramesh is sick and bedridden.He was simultaneously attacked and molested by group of FEMALE-mosquitoes and resultant by product out of this erotic love game is MALARIA.I just hope he gets wellsoon and this blog is way to kill sometime while he is recovering and rejuvenating.

Jokes apart This Man has got hyper brilliant sense of humour (just like me but fw notches below..Remeber iam the King of Ring in wild sense of ballictic humour) and He goes to extreme lengths to help others even when u dont ask for it .I guess Red Cross has to take few tips from him,Apart from injecting me with his trademark infectious humour., He also introudced me to Sri Chakra Yantra.The highest yantra in Indian spirituality. I dont claim any knowlwdge about this yantra But i know how Tantra yantra and Mantra has become popular in the world depsite those being secret sciences handed over from Guru to Desciple through word of mouth.Quite phonomenal memory we Indians had.Imagine All Vedas and Tons of Ancient Literature passed on for 5000 years before being written and put on paper?.Funny part of East is things wont become popular till West accepts it.Yoga became craze in India only after Beetles and other Westerners embraced it.Gandhism when Jennifer aniston spoke on it.Buddhism became more popular with entrants like Richard Gere.




Similary long long ago when British Ruled India., there was a judge by name John Woodroffe who was judge in Calcuta court,The story goes like this ,Once he was trying to give judgement on some case but whenever He was comming to conclusion and deliver the juddgement., His mind mysteriously developed ache and used to go haywire and confused.It happned many a times before his Indian police friend cracked the mystery behind his infrequent mind attacks,It seems whenever he is about to deliver the judgement ., excately at that moment a Sanyasi outside the court woukld start chanting mantras whioch casued psychic attacks ion judge.Only after driving away the sanyasi ,john woodrofe was able to give judgement.

After this incident., He spent his rest of his life studying Indian scriptures and all esoteric yogic sciences and came out with his magnum opus
KUNDALINI THE SERPENTINE POWER under penname Arthur Avalon which blazed the western societies with Indian wisdom.(I always wonder if there is any link between doctors sign of Two Serpents and same sign of kundalini Two Interlocked Snakes)

I hope the day would come when Rockstar Ramesh would master all 7 Siddhis and 14 Riddhis and all Mantra-Tantras of Athervanaveda and become the most Exalted Swami of South-North India

Viva Ramesh..viva Myself

Black and White

Remember Micheal jackson song ...I dont care if ur black or white ...i guess we should rephrase it as "i just care if ur only white ". Isnt it ."White is in".Black was never in so there is no point in saying "Black is out".Other day i saw a poster of where an internationally acclaimed Indian Spiritual Guru blessing a foreign devotee.Funny is the world where most of Indians love to migrate to West and most of Westerners are attracted to Eastern mysticsm.Hmm..Satisfaction seems to be an utopia.Other side is always green.Isnt it ..Ok comming back to our poster., its ironic to see 9 out of 10 times our Gurus photos with white westerners seldom with Blacks and still rarer is to be with our brethern.,Indians.You can find this in any ashram.Be it Art of Living or Osho or Iskcon. The story is same .White Westerners are given more respect than our own Indians.I dont think its the question of westerners and easterners.Its more White versus Black and White wins always.Obama is case of exception and he is Half white or say half black .We get to see deep racist mind of we Indians in matrimonials advts."Wanted.Female.Fair.Slim.Homely"(Homely means mild mannered shy obedient ..simply put .They want a virgin., not pubbing dancing vixin.Trust me guys ., badder the gal is ..intesrting the life wud be..so stimulating )






I guess Asians especially Indians cant get rid of being ColourConcsiousness.Its been running in our blood fer centuries starting from Aryans.Aryans the foreigners who settled in India were always potrayed as Fair and Handsome and where as Dravidians the local inhabitants as Black and fat lipped.I wonder if we Indians have lost sense of self respect under 400 years of slavery under white imperialistic british.Whatever the reason is or could be ., the White Fact is Black is Out(expect for dresses) and hope iam wrong.If everyone is happy with what they are where would companies of Fair and Lovely and etc creams to make u fair overnight would be.They would go bankrupt overnight and Thanks to our Ignorance we are supporting thosands of jobs and driving the economy by helping such companies.Ignorance is just not Bliss but truly a valuable asset .Isnt it folks??

Remever what Shreya says in film Shivaji to Rajinikanth on why she rejected his proposal

A)She is just eternally 18 and he just touched the age of her youthful great grandfather?

B) She calmly compares their hands.Shreyas fair soft hand to Rajinkaths not-so-fair hand. didnt understand ?..Even Rajinikath didnt undetstand in 1st go ...watch the film if like ...

here by i rest my case /....till next idea zooms into my ever busy cranium n ever rusted cardiac.