A peep into the world of ghosts!

Dear Cheeniya Sir,

I have read many snippets of yours, but always held myself from posting comments lest I would say something that's not related to the topic which would prove that I didn't understand the deep knowledge you have shared due to the wide vocabulary. Whenever I start to type a reply to you I would get that nervousness of a student who just raised her hand at the end of the teacher's lecture, received the teacher's attention along with that of the 60 students, but only don't know what to say!

Now this post on Ghosts, is somewhat familiar topic to me, and you have said it in the language that I can easily understand : Movies!!

I am always afraid of speaking of ghosts, because I always fear that whatever you speak of ghosts in daylight will come and haunt you at night!! I have now chose to side step that fear and took the risk to tell you that, God Forbid, I haven't had any encounter with ghosts, or even no way close to that. May be those kind and mighty ghosts knew that I am not worth disturbing - like how the Paandiya Naatu mannan spared Imsai Arasan [Vadivelu] because he thought defeating a coward like Pulikesi is not actually a victory, but only a blackmark to his fame.

I can imagine how your Grand mother's conversation with ghosts, and how can everybody see something that you can't, horrified you and your family. It reminded me of one scary incident - which later turned funny- my friend shared with us. He had to live alone in a big house when all his roommates went to their home for holidays. That night he had this feeling that he was not alone, and wherever he went inside the home he was being followed. At the back of his neck he can feel the warm breathe every now and then, even when he climbed the stairs. He didn't know what to do, he can't sleep or just sit idle. So he decided to tire the ghost, so he kept walking room to room, all the while [not even a minute break] he had the constant feeling. Long after midnight, sometime near to dawn he was exhausted and yelled "Nee Dhairiyamaana pei-a irundha, En moonjiku munnaadi vaa pappOm! " [Come face me if you dare!] . Then he turned back and started walking, to his surprise he didnt have the 'someone -breathing - behind' feeling. So he assumed that he is chasing the ghost now, and hence he walked - room to room - with the sense of victory, until dawn.

Next day he slept like a log, all tired of 'chasing' and 'being chased'! We all laughed hysterically imagining his punch dialogue, and his chasing scenes, but in nights when I have to stay alone this story unavoidably occupies my mind and I would stare at the empty space fearing somone would enter, and would listen keenly for some chiming from ankle-chain. I would remember the scary scenes from horror movies, and I wouldn't stand long in front of the mirror lest the ghost would get frustrated and appear behind me;

From the movie 6th Sense I learned that Ghosts wont just come to you to take revenge, but also to get help from you. I would think of myself in that place, what if that happens to me? Its huge responsibility, I mean I am very busy, I can't get off from work if the ghost wants me to go to someplace to claim his thing, what if the current possessor wont let go of the thing? Now will the ghost punish them or me for not being feisty. If the ghost can punish them, it can very well go to them directly in the first place, why bother me. What about the travel expenses? With these chain of thoughts I would manage to stay awake till dawn.

I enjoyed reading this post Sir. You are very funny, the characteristics of 'Pei' and 'Aavi' according to tamil cinema is hilarious. Hope I didn't bore you with this long reply..