Paranormal...

Mr. M is one of the most unpredictable, and great actors of my hostel.

18th January, 2008.
Room no. 107

Mr. :Z is trying to solve some differential equations that he claims to be very difficult (But actually he was solving the first exercise of the text book... it's supposed to have easy questions as far as my experience goes, but then, I haven't touched my Math book yet.)

I'm walking to and fro in my room, in my own deep thoughts.

Mr. Fatso is sleeping on his infamously clumsy bed.

The third roomy is drowning in his sorrows for failing one exam.

Enter Mr. M and his friend ES Sir. Mr. M is visibly agitated and shouts as he drops on Mr :Z's bed and lays down there. He just keeps on shouting - "Let's see what happens today." ES sir keeps saying -" Let's go M, nothings gonna happen this year." This goes on for 10 minutes. "Call the other juniors you lazy rats." shouts Mr. M. Mr :Z runs out and calls the other juniors from the hostel into our room. The remaining seniors get a knack that something is going wrong.

Next, I remember my room full of boys. Most of the seniors went back saying that it was a mere superstition. It was practically suffocating. Seniors kept asking us what we knew about January 18th. I was blank. Some juniors said they did know. Others were blank like me. Soon, two or three seniors mentioned some of their Paranormal experiences. Mr :Z and some other boys felt uneasy. They were afraid of ghosts and paranormal phenomena. I was still blank.

Among the paranormal narrations... came a point when someone mentioned that Mr. M was overpowered by a ghost last year on 18th January. He tried killing his room mates and acted weirdly. His eyes were totally white. And it took 12 People to control his abnormally large power. Later Mr. M's mother and Father had many rituals to cleanse their son's soul and prevent any ghost form overpowering him.

Mr. C was calmly listening and making fun of his fellow seniors for being superstitious. Someone told him not to make fun of ghosts, else they may get angry. The moment that certain someone finished his statement, the tube light under which Mr. C sat fell on him bang. Mr. C was saved by a hair's breadth from any injury, and the tube light lay shattered on the ground. Everyone was now completely Petrified. I was still blank. ("Why are people scared from a loose tube light...", I thought. "It fell the other day too, but thanks god the tube light was still intact.")

Mr. C's throat became dry. He asked a Junior to get him some water. At first the Junior didn't agree. He said he didn't want to go alone. But Mr. C just said that there would be no one to disturb him from doing his job... that is getting a bottle of water. After some scolding and screaming, the junior went upto the door, and pulled to open it. But the door didn't open. It was locked from outside!!! And blank went out the lights. Mr. M suddenly jumped up from the bed and ran to the window shouting in a blood curdling voice "Did you see him! Did you see him!! It's him! What the F*** are you?? What are you doing there... come here if you've got guts. I'm right here...". Some other senior in the dark shouted, "Juniors. Don't look out of the window. Save your soul." While half the people were busy trying to look what was out of the window, the other half scared people banged frenziedly on the door, hoping someone would answer. I and my room mate sat blank on the bed.

The latter half of the boys were relieved when someone did open the door. The lights were turned on again and then suddenly Mr. :Z shouted - "Where is Maa Saraswati's Idol!!!?!?". My third roomy kept a silvered Goddess Saraswati's photo hung over his Cupboard. It was indeed not there. Then Mr. :Z turned towards ES Sir. "Sir, I remember you taking it out to protect yourself from evil spirits... I touched it too when the lights went out. You must be having it! Where is it Sir!".
"It's not with me! The moment lights came back, I gave it to Mr. RS."
Mr. RS said someone did keep something over his lap, but he also remembers that some one had picked it up too. Mr. :Z and a few others were hysterical by now. Mr. SP decided to simply go out and investigate what Mr. M had seen. Mr. M still agitated claimed that if there were any real men left here, they should stay in this room. All except me and my equally blank third roomy went after Mr. SP. Soon some other senior came and ordered us both to come as well. We walked through the whole corridor and came out. The moment we did, we heard the most horrifying and terrible scream that we had ever heard.

Anyone, and Everyone ran back into the cursed room. What I saw was sensational, and what others saw simply made them pee in their pants. Mr. M made a horrible face, eyes all white and arms all cranked and crooked, legs simply bent as if they were broken apart. He immediately attacked two juniors, but they were save as all the seniors went and tried to subdue him. Two hours later, still there were people holding him down as one was tying a rope to bind Mr. M nicely to the bed and control his movement. People chanted Sanskrit Prayers and sang holy hymns to get rid of evil spirits. I watched Blank in amazement.

Mr. M was soon drawn back to his room. Juniors were advised to keep away from windows and sleep with each other. No one was supposed to be alone in any room; and no one was to stay in 107 any longer. Everyone went out. I stayed back, changed my clothes, turned of the lights and went off to sleep without caring about anything.

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Next day, I got to know a lot of stuff.

1) It was all an elaborate act to scare off us juniors.
2) Mr :Z was so scared, that someone claimed that he really peed in his pants... though it wasn't true. He was scared only to the extent that he didn't sleep in our room for a week.
3) Mr. M came to scare me again that night. When he made the same posture that he made in the beginning and made scary noises, all I said in my sleep was - "Let me sleep Pinky". Pinky is the name of my pet dog...
4) People now think that I'm a walking talking ghost and the only thing that can scare me is probably yet to be born.