Wind Chyme if located on a wrong spot can attract unwelcome guests from the other world to your residence.You better believe me,because I have experienced it to relate this story to you all.Ignore my advice at your own risk.
There is no denial that such wind chyme were beautifully designed and can produced wonderful music.Japanese are expert in manufacturing much of such item.Much of these were of bamboo,durable papers,wood and iron.Such beautiful Chyme can sing and made sweet tunes pleasant to the ears,moving along with the velocity of the wind.Besides not being expensive.
Wind chyme danced in the air according to the velocity of the blowing breeze and the sounds varies with it.Especially in the silence of the day or deep into the night the sound produced were ever so pleasant to the ears.Believe it is very sweet music but that does not mean it augurs well being of the hearers.
Should these be fitted in a wrong locality it attracts spirits of the other world
and should your luck be low it might bring in some really bad ghosts.But should the wind chyme be hanged at a spot which attracts good fortune and luck then it will be good omen to you and family.So be careful where you hang your wind chyme.
For me I had a bad experience with wind chyme so much so I will never hang any wind chyme again let alone purchase them ever again..
When I was last attached to Sri Jaya Oil Palm Estate,Sri Jaya,me daughter brought a golden wind chyme which I hanged in front of my room.Well,initially it was very pleasant especially when I laid in bed in th deep of the night.
One dark night while I was asleep soundly and all of a sudden in the midst of all quietness I was awaken rudely by something pressing heavily atop me.I was shocked in to fright as I tried to void it off me.But to no avail it was much too strong for me.In any case I was already shocked into a dazed whereby I could actually not moved my limps or body..
In fright I fought and struggled with it.However after sometime I was able to push it off me.It left me as I was,in a state of shocked.,but I recovered after a rest.It left me wandering what it was?However it did not disturb me the following night but came back a few days later.
This time it came pressing again and similarly in fright I tried to fight it by pushing it upwards.By this action I detected its weakness.For this mushroom black object had a weakness in the centre of its bottom.Seeing that hole I pushed hard to attack it.Surprisingly as I reacted to attack that part that ghostly thing suddenly gave a jerk and escaped into thin air.
Such happened as long as the wind chyme was hanging at the window.Somehow after some time that string attached to it suddenly snapped away and dropped to the floor below.I did not noticed such happening but with that dropped out of p[osition the ghostly thing never came back again.Other ghostly passing by also never stopped by to pay me a visit.
Therefore this chyme thing is bad omen if hanged at a wrong spot at a wrong place.
TO be con ....................................
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
Should A Black Cat Leap Over A Dead.................
Long,long time ago,as a child I had learned that should a black cat leaped over a coffin the corpse from within will seat up.A dead sitting up but not raised from the dead - that should be quite scary,ain't it so?.
However,it was just one of those ghostly tales which has yet to be proven.That was reason good sufficiently to shoo away all cats, irrespective of colors from the coffin bearing the dead.Some wise guy should have a go at it to prove its reality,why not?
Even it was not proven I am positively sure that corpse will never sit up should a black jumped over it.Wanna bet???.
To continue when inspired.
However,it was just one of those ghostly tales which has yet to be proven.That was reason good sufficiently to shoo away all cats, irrespective of colors from the coffin bearing the dead.Some wise guy should have a go at it to prove its reality,why not?
Even it was not proven I am positively sure that corpse will never sit up should a black jumped over it.Wanna bet???.
To continue when inspired.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
The Sharp Bend Before The Cemetery
Many mysterious deaths had occurred at that sharp bend just before the Ijok graveyard.That was just near the boundary of an Oil Palm Plantation.At the edge of that hill was also an Indian temple.
Many of such accidents were caused by head on collision of vehicles especially lorries heavily laden with goods crushing on errant motor cyclists.That place was of course cursed with people having seen ghostly figures on that stretch of road..
Every time I traveled home late at night I always dread that stretch of road and always looked straight ahead as I carefully drove on.This being so because I have heard many dreadful tales along this road.In many cases I always traveled with another, a driver.
There were time when travelers had seen a white lovely female figure drifting by the side of that road waiting for passerby to make a pass at them.Well,do that and you can imagine the unthinkable.Anyway no one dared do that to live to tell about it.
Many believe that some of those killed in road accidents along that stretch were out to seek a replacement for their predicaments.That was reason that every year some one would be killed along that dangerous stretch.
Many of such accidents were caused by head on collision of vehicles especially lorries heavily laden with goods crushing on errant motor cyclists.That place was of course cursed with people having seen ghostly figures on that stretch of road..
Every time I traveled home late at night I always dread that stretch of road and always looked straight ahead as I carefully drove on.This being so because I have heard many dreadful tales along this road.In many cases I always traveled with another, a driver.
There were time when travelers had seen a white lovely female figure drifting by the side of that road waiting for passerby to make a pass at them.Well,do that and you can imagine the unthinkable.Anyway no one dared do that to live to tell about it.
Many believe that some of those killed in road accidents along that stretch were out to seek a replacement for their predicaments.That was reason that every year some one would be killed along that dangerous stretch.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
The Attic
The colonial bungalow of St.Andrew Estate was residence to all white Manager,I was second non-white to occupy that bungalow.My predecessor stayed there for hardly three months.There after I moved in,that was towards the end of 1970.
It wa a massive building with thick pillars and walls.Extremely airy because of its numerous windows throughout.All timber structures were made of selected Chengal hardwood except for the windows which had many small wooden planes.It required a skillful carpenter to repair any of those windows.
Those days all Managers' bungalows in plantations were never fenced let alone the one in St.Andrews.That bungalow was built at the far end of a field where no people or workers had any reasons to walk near to it.No one had ever dared ventured near it especially at night,Besides I had two huge Alsatians watching from their cages.
Such a huge building yet had only three big bedrooms.Of course the master bedrom was fantastically large.It was larger than the two bedrooms put together.Attached to it was a large bathroom and and equally big as the bathroom a baby's room plus a tiny verandah.
The attic was also very big and vast space.At the back end was the bungalow's water tank with the rest empty.Small bats were among its residence but the number were negligible.Spraying on these bats were a pair of barn owl`s.In the deep of the night the owls will be chasing the bats for their meals.
The chase often gave rise to spooky feeling that something sinister were moving up above the attic.My wife was often caught in such a frightening predicaments especially when I was out in the night.That loneliness drive fear into her even with the company of maids.
When it rained and accompanied with the strong cold cold wind the situation became more alarming.Of course I could not blame her for her ignorance .It took quite a while for her to get used to that situation.Somehow she sooner or later seem used to them as we stayed there for exactly yen long years.
To me that bungalow was not haunted but my family differed from me.Those eerie sounds from the attic still drove fear into them.Very often they do not like to be left alone there.
It wa a massive building with thick pillars and walls.Extremely airy because of its numerous windows throughout.All timber structures were made of selected Chengal hardwood except for the windows which had many small wooden planes.It required a skillful carpenter to repair any of those windows.
Those days all Managers' bungalows in plantations were never fenced let alone the one in St.Andrews.That bungalow was built at the far end of a field where no people or workers had any reasons to walk near to it.No one had ever dared ventured near it especially at night,Besides I had two huge Alsatians watching from their cages.
Such a huge building yet had only three big bedrooms.Of course the master bedrom was fantastically large.It was larger than the two bedrooms put together.Attached to it was a large bathroom and and equally big as the bathroom a baby's room plus a tiny verandah.
The attic was also very big and vast space.At the back end was the bungalow's water tank with the rest empty.Small bats were among its residence but the number were negligible.Spraying on these bats were a pair of barn owl`s.In the deep of the night the owls will be chasing the bats for their meals.
The chase often gave rise to spooky feeling that something sinister were moving up above the attic.My wife was often caught in such a frightening predicaments especially when I was out in the night.That loneliness drive fear into her even with the company of maids.
When it rained and accompanied with the strong cold cold wind the situation became more alarming.Of course I could not blame her for her ignorance .It took quite a while for her to get used to that situation.Somehow she sooner or later seem used to them as we stayed there for exactly yen long years.
To me that bungalow was not haunted but my family differed from me.Those eerie sounds from the attic still drove fear into them.Very often they do not like to be left alone there.
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