GHOST is really handsome..
September 18th, 2008
Eventhough it is a short cut,people normally won’t go through that road especially at night.They are feared of Ghosts since it is near cemetery..
"Well,i too can’t agree with that..But there are some more things haunting me…See Shyam,we all are three dimensional figures,we have a world here..In other words,we all are tuned to some particular frequency…CAn’t there be another world ,where life is there in another dimensions….See we are just some people on this earth…this earth itself revolves around the sun and there are many suns and many more planets in this universe..We can’t say that our judgement is the final one.We can hear the frequencies between 20hz and 20 khz.But does that mean that there are no other frequencies???Well, there are many questions for which even the ultra modern science fails to answer..May be some unkown energy concentrated at specific places or around specific people misinterrupted as ghosts…Anyway this singing ghost is really a stupid belief.."
"Hmm my wife is really a genius..How correctly she predicted that i am insane..haha..what to do??Society never accepts a genius when he is alive and often recognise him after his death.."After the most said dialogue he contnued the journey with a smile.
Suddely he was struck back to see a glow near the cemetery,It was blue in colour may be in the size of a foot ball,in which only some parts are illuminated..A numbness prevailed all over the body and a big question in his mind -"What is that??" .
Slowly,very slowly it started moving towards Sankar.It was too dark and the only thing visible was this light.What to do now??legs seems to be too numb to run and couldn’t even open the mouth to scream. Fear striked the black belt holder for the first time in hs life..
Is it a GhOST??!!!Don’t wanna debate now ..but what to do??
It started moving to him fast..he decided that he will die.but the poor man who wished for a 100 more years closed his eyes and started reciting the Maha Mrityunjaya Mantra..
" Om Trayambakam Yajamahe..
Sukandhim Pushti Vardhanam
Urvorukamya Bandanath
Mrityormokshayamanruthathu.."
The moment he opened the eyes ,something striked him hard and he fell down unconsious.
Minutes later he opened his eyes. Power was there after the routine half an hour power cut.One handsome man was sitting near him.He jumped up from the ground.His body was completely wet by then.with a parching tongue and a heavy head he whispered …G-H-O-S-T…
"Oh no , I am God…",the man replied with a frown first and then a smile." I am sorry i hit you..It was too dark and i din’t see u..thats why..Are u alright?"
Sankar stared at him being unable to fully analyse the situation."So He hit me..ok,but where is the ghost ..??""From where this man come from?" several questions remain unanswered in his restless mind.
"Aaj mein uper,azman neeche.."The stranger suddenly answered the call on his pretty old mobile.what a situational song…yup,all the stars were revovling around his head..
When he walked away talking,Sankar was surprised to see the faint blue light near his ears from the mobile phone.
"OOPS…"he couldn’t help telling that.
He resumed the journey and reached home safe."Are u alright?u look so dull.."-his wife enquired.
He replied with a sigh " THE GHOST IS REALLY HANDSOME AND FRIENDLY WITH AN OLD MOBILE PHONE EMITTING BLUE LIGHT…"
She wide opened her mouth and sat on a chair…





