Few years back, my husband rented a house. It was a large bungalow located in the corner of an open street surrounded by empty plots. My kids and I were extremely delighted as it was just the kind of house we wanted; airy, sunny and spacious with lanes all around within the boundary wall where my two boys could cycle. There was a small lawn and a porch that could fit two cars. Within a month, we had set the house and even thrown a house warming. Everyone had liked it and things went smoothly but all our happiness ended in smoke when strange things started happening there.
One day, I had gone for shopping and returned late after sunset. As I entered, my younger son came running to me and said frightfully,
“Mom I saw a big black dog passing outside the lounge window.”
I was nonsensical and I did not give any importance to it as he was always scared of something or the other and termed it his illusion. Few days later, while we sat in the lawn outside, I sent my daughter, twelve at that time, to fetch water for me. She went in but came out instantly yelling,
“Mom I saw my younger self in the corridor.”
She refused to go inside the house. I was taken aback. I went in but there was nobody. I told her that she was hallucinating too much and it was all in her mind. I was irate for saying such things in front of her younger brother who had already started to feel scared. Earlier, she had told me that while she was listening to the songs and singing, she heard somebody singing along with her. Naturally I paid no heed. My school leave was over and I rejoined. My eldest son, who was in his teens, was home one day due to fever. When we returned in the afternoon, what he told me made my hair stand on ends.
Our washing line was in the lane right behind his bedroom. When he got up to draw the curtains early in the morning, he saw me taking the clothes off the washing line. I told him that I didn’t go out at all.
“Seriously mom, I saw your side face. Are you joking?”
It was mind boggling. I thought he was joking. I smelt a rat. My husband never believed in such things. When I informed him, he chastised me saying that kids were thinking such things because of the horror movies I let them watch with me. But it was more than that. Some people are gifted. All my three children have the psychic ability of clairvoyance- the ability to see incarnate beings we commonly call ‘Supernatural things’. My eldest son has the strongest sense of all. He saw the most apparitions. Once while strolling in the lane outside the lounge, he saw a very tall shadowy figure appear suddenly before him. Then he saw his two small cousins, who had visited us a day earlier, playing in the dining room. He would not feel scared but said that he was disturbed because of those sightings and could not concentrate on his studies. You can understand my predicament. I had started to feel scared but being a parent, I had to keep a brave front before my kids otherwise they would’ve felt more frightened. Things got really scary one night that shook my husband and made him believe too otherwise he would always laugh it away.
My youngest child slept with us while I had advised my daughter not to sleep alone. She moved to her brother’s room. One night we heard her terrible bawl. We hurried to his room, she told that she saw ‘an ugly woman with long hair and nails’, sitting on her brother’s bed and was about to touch him when she turned on the light to drink water. From that night we told the kids to sleep with us. Life became so tough that it’s inexpressible.
When my younger kids had to go to the washroom at night, or wanted something from their rooms, my husband or I had to accompany them. Even I would feel scared at night to step outside our room alone. I never saw anything but knowing that there are ‘others’ living with you is enough to take the life out of you. If I had to go somewhere, I would take all my children along. My worst fear was that they would get possessed. I would often wake up in the middle of the night to check on them. I never felt more helpless in my life. We stopped inviting guests lest they experience something bad and stopped sitting outside in the evenings too. We were confined within the four walls of our house. My kids became quiet and listless.
We discussed our problem with somebody who told about a priest. He came in few days and revealed that there were few families of Jinn who lived underground there long before that house was built and were still living. My husband and I were perplexed. Those happenings had badly affected all of us mentally. He performed a ritual, said that he had caught them and left. We were relieved for some time and life gradually moved towards normality but the apparitions started happening again.
There was a door next to the French window in the lounge that opened to the lane outside. My youngest son used to roller skate there. One evening, as he opened the door and stepped out, he screamed frightfully as he told that he saw a black dog in a cage outside the window. I was at my wits end. We had neither a cage nor a pet. I checked out in disbelief but I could see nothing. My son shut the door instantly and drew the curtains. Regretfully, he could no longer do skating. Then on a Sunday, we had just finished lunch. My daughter was in the lounge. I went to my room but heard her shouting frantically. I rushed out. She was sitting on the sofa crying hysterically. When we asked her what had happened, she said,
“Mom I saw the same ugly woman crouching on that cushion and she jumped towards me.”
She was pale and shivering with fear. We looked around but obviously perceive nothing. My husband kept a guard who informed that he would hear me calling him from the kitchen window at wee hours! I told my husband to shift from that ominous house before anything worse happened. We had learned that those things could take any form and doors or walls meant nothing for them. I had a feeling that they wanted us to vacate. You can imagine that shifting again within a year was not a piece of cake. We could neither stay at some relative for an indefinite period of time nor get a reasonable house of our choice in a short time. Luckily, those things had not harmed us so far because we would recite Holy Verses but we were all very scared.
Finally, after two and a half years of ordeal, we left that house. We felt as if we were released from a prison. Those incidents have an indelible impression on us. I learnt one valuable lesson that whenever your children feel uneasy about something and tell you bizarre stuff, you must take them seriously instead of brushing them off. It seems like the story of a horror movie and if I had mentioned some more incidents that occurred in that house, you would have termed it sheer fabrication but unfortunately, it’s true.