WHEN GOD APPEARED IN MY DREAMS

It was early morning, there was this strange movement darting from our kitchen to the hall. It was quick and caught my attention. I went after it to see what caused it. I could not believe my eyes when I saw this densely thick black huge cloudy mass ( almost from ceiling to floor tall ) standing near the main door couple of feet away from where I was. It wasn't in any particular shape - not human-shaped or any other that I could think of. Just then it turned towards me, and I saw the most frightful sight ever. An even denser hole type mouth opened angrily as It sucked me right in, with a growlish sound. I struggled to move out, but I was completely engulfed by it. I let out shrieks, fighting and struggling to get away. But it was very strong. I got exhausted fighting and screamed out to God to help me. 'God' 'Jesus' 'St.Michael'...I called out again and again, trying not to lose hope. I could feel my energy drain away and I could only plead God to come and help me. As I was calling out, I was still firmly under its grasp. I could not move. I didn't have any strength. Whatever it was, it was very powerful. Weak, I could only bleakly call out to God to save me. It was then I could see a ball of light ( no bigger than a basket ball or maybe little smaller ) approaching from top. Slowly, it came from up to where I was. I could automatically recognise - it was God. I was instantly happy and hopeful. It seemed to say - it had come for me and I was so thankful. By the time it reached me It had become a large mass of light and went behind me. It did a whoooosh sound - defeating that black thing and I was set free from its clutches. I was so happy I thanked God again and again. Few moments ago I was wrapped in scary darkness; and now, I was free with the light engulfing me. I felt so blissful, happy and protected.



As I stood in that overwhelming mass of light, I could hear his voice directly inside my head - as though in telepathy. God was talking to me in telepathy. His voice was pleasant and mascular - maybe, to make me understand. I thought my questions in English and got the replies inside my head in English too. I talked to God for a long time and he answered plenty of my questions but now I remember only a couple. Strange, but, maybe he didn't want me to remember them in this earthly plane. But I remember, he explained lots of things to me. Of all the questions, the ones I remember asking were :

God - have I done any sin or bad things. I may not have intended and done few things not upto the mark, but, my intentions were never to hurt anyone. Maybe in heat of the moment I made bad decisions, choices or done some mistakes. To this, God replied that - I didn't and I shouldn't worry about it. That they were not really 'sins' as such and were pardonable. Hearing that, I was so relieved.

Next question I asked was - God, there are so many versions of you, whom do I pray to. Its all so confusing. God answered me to pray to 'Shiva'. When I asked how. He said - just utter 'Om Namah Shivah'. Then, I told him, but God...I normally pray to Jesus, and believe in him. Isn't that okay? He said - no, that Jesus is evil. I was bit surprised as it can be controversial too, but then, that was God - he knew best.

God then showed me how the universe and all other demi-Gods functioned. He told me to look at the sky. And I was amazed to see it filled with the devis/devtas till my eyes could see - all spread out. They looked like 2D drawings and were looking at the earth - and yes, they were all moving. 2D drawings normally are static. These Gods weren't. Their purpose was to observe the happenings of earth and the universe. And they are always doing that constantly. So, they are indeed looking at us, after us all the time.



After a pretty long conversation, it was time for God to leave. I thanked him again and again for coming and saving me. I felt so happy and light - as though all my worries were gone. God went and I was still basking in a pure, happy and calm state. I then opened my eyes. I was in my bed. It wasn't a dream only. It was indeed a visit from God. Why I think so is explained below ~ There are three stages in sleep. As you are starting to sleep its called non-rapid eye movement (NREM) sleep. its when most spiritual encounters take place and real visitations from the outer world - good or bad, occur. The next stages are deep sleep when you don't have any dream and are in a very deep sleep state. The third is the REM or rapid eye movement - its when you see many dreams, often illogical. These dreams are not same like ones during NREM, which are more realistic.

DREAM....?

I closed my eyes shut. The familiar sound near my bed had woken me up again. It had become a regular occurance, of late. As though destined for what was to come next, I resigned myself to it, my fate. All hairs in my body, especially at the back of my neck had stood up; in fear, in helplessness. A chill went down my spine. It would happen again, and I would not be able to do anything about it.

I lay on the bed, on my side as still as I could....motionless. I could barely move, as though paralysed. I could hear it moving around my bed, until it stood behind my back, in front of the bed and then, after a few paused moments, that familiar pressure in my bed. It lay behind me slowly, as it crept up on my back, almost. I could smell a strange almost weird uneartly fragnance, spread all around me, enveloping me, and its heavy breath came upon my neck and back, making a growlish hissy sound. Dreadfully, I waited for it to get over soon, only that, time stood absolutely still. I felt my back become warm as it hugged me in its embrace. I wanted to scream out, but I couldn't. It pressed its entire form more and more into my back, as though digging onto me. It just felt all warm. I sensed danger but I also knew, it wouldn't really harm me. Bruise me perhaps, or try and make me succumb to it and gain control of me, possess me. But it wouldn't kill me, not yet. It needed me ( or any human ) alive, so that these nightly exploits could continue; atleast, as long as it wished, or found its next prey. It needed a live human for what it was trying to do, violate my body. It needed humans for its carnal(?) exploits. And, it was not a human.
This last thought, and realisation ran an alarm bell in my mind. I just could not let it happen. No! I had to resist myself...fight it out. I tried to push it, mentally; and, sensing my struggle, it grew aggresive ~ its growlish hissy breath more sinister as it grabbed me in its hold and tried to pin me down.

No...!!!! I pushed it away. It was the hardest few seconds of my life. I tried to shake my paralysed state awake, and pushed and pushed myself till atlast I managed to turn in my bed. I forced my eyes open, and 'it' wasn't there anymore. Nothing was there infact. The clock ticked away at the mantlepiece. Through the faint moonlit night, I could see it was past 3 am!! That hour...oh! I was fully awake now, and recollected what had just happened. I was all alone in my bed. Nothing else was in it. I turned around to make sure. Yes indeed, nothing was there. So, it was all a dream, or rather a nightmare I thought to myself, a sense of relief creeping into me. As I lay on my bed again and drifted off slowly, that strange unearthly smell was what I last remembered, and what had lingered on....

HALLOWEEN SHORTS

He was late again. My work-aholic bf had absolutely no time for me. While I had all the naughtiest thoughts of him, he seemed more married to his job. Hmmmph! :3 Since, there would be no sight of him tonight as well, I took my scooty out and decided to ride away my frustrations. Some way along the deserted highway, the breeze gently blowing my hair, I soaked it all in. Indeed, my scooty seemed to give a bigger high than my bf these days. As I drove on, I saw someone waving at me. Someone needed a lift? I thought to myself. Who could it be...that too, this late at night and in this deserted highway? There was no other vehicle at sight.

As I came closer, I could see it was a man, trying to stop me for a lift. I slowed and from the headlights of my two-wheeler, I could see the most handsomest hunk I had ever set my eyes upon. He was hot as hell and as he smiled at me, I nearly swooned. I remembered my bf, but didn't want to think of him. Not this night, with this hottie right in front of me. Tempted, oh hell...I sure was. I got excited thinking what could happen ahead....ooohh! ;) He flashed a grin as I almost stopped in front of him. But then...... I remembered my mother's words - ''ND, don't talk to strangers and never give them a lift, ever!'' My mother's words thundered inside my head, and reluctantly, I shook my head at this handsome hunk. I started speeding my scooty again, but not before I saw the expression on his face change.

As I sped, to my horror the handsome man too started moving...errrr running infact, at the speed of my scooty :o More I accelerated, more faster he came, alongside my scooty - an evil grin now playing in his face. I sped, he ran...I sped, he ran.....side-by-side! Me in my scooty, he in his legs.......and now, that I noticed - were two feet above the ground :o What happened next?

~~~Four friends were returning home from a function at another village. They had to pass through a thick bamboo-tree forest, and were advised never to look back while passing through it. The path was narrow, so, they walked one-behind-the-other. It was a dark moon-less night, and the tall bamboo trees made it seem even darker.
As they walked, the first three friends heard a huge thud behind them. But remembering the advise not to look back, they walked on. Meanwhile, a huge bamboo tree fell in front of the fourth friend. Trying to catch up with her friends, she hurriedly tried jumping over the fallen bamboo tree. Just as her leg was mid-way above it, the bamboo tree gave a wicked laugh and sprang up, taking the fourth friend along with it. A wicked howl of laughter rippled through entire the forest and then a LOUD 'Gulp!' The fourth friend was gobbled up. The other three friends walked on one-behind-the-other ignoring all the noises behind.
As they walked, the first two friends heard a huge thud behind them. But remembering the advise not to look back, they walked on. Meanwhile, a huge bamboo tree fell in front of the third friend. Trying to catch up with her friends, she hurriedly tried jumping over the fallen bamboo tree. Just as her leg was mid-way above it, the bamboo tree gave a wicked laugh and sprang up, taking the third friend along with it. A wicked howl of laughter rippled through entire the forest and then a LOUD 'Gulp!' The third friend was gobbled up. The other two friends walked on one-behind-the-other ignoring all the noises behind.

As they walked, the first friend heard a huge thud behind her. But remembering the advise not to look back, she walked on. Meanwhile, a huge bamboo tree fell in front of the second friend. Trying to catch up with her friend, she hurriedly tried jumping over the fallen bamboo tree. Just as her leg was mid-way above it, the bamboo tree gave a wicked laugh and sprang up, taking the second friend along with it. A wicked howl of laughter rippled through entire the forest and then a LOUD 'Gulp!' The second friend was gobbled up. The first friend of the lot walked all alone now, ignoring all the noises behind.

As she walked, a huge bamboo tree fell in front of her. Taking a deep breathe, she didn't hurry to jump over it; instead, she decided to walk around it. She was smart and she reached her home safe.

~~~
Recently, a neighbour of ours died. He died quite young. Whenever I was in my home-city I used to see him.; his house is visible from ours and I saw him come and go multiple times. Being neighbours, we obviously knew each other. On the day he died, we came to know and I felt very weird the whole day. The kind of uneasy feeling you get when someone you know dies. And even if you don't want to, you do end up thinking and conversing about them. Although I knew him, I had never spoken to him as such. He had however spoken to my mom several times when they crossed path. The day he died, at night I went to sleep feeling weird throughout. At about 3am or so I woke up suddenly to a very eerie feeling that someone was present in my room. I instantly remembered the person who died. The coridoor light outside my room was lit, so I could see around. Suddenly, I saw a black life-size ( flat2D) form floating horizontally just few inches on top...I just laid there in my bed frozen. Then slowly, the upper half of the black form started to whiten or become slight yellowish...and a face started appearing. It was my neighbours face...and it seemed to make a sad face...I literally saw the mouth form a downward curve as if in slow motion. The whole figure all this while was moving...eg when you look into water you see your reflection moving...similar to that. I felt horror that time and kept saying in my mind....go away...I didnt call you...go to the light go to the light...you must go...you must go... After few seconds the form slowly vanished. Rest of the night I kept my room light on. For a long time, i could not sleep. Only when day-light started streaming towards morning, i fell asleep. The next day too similar thing happened. Exactly around 3 am i woke up and saw the black form hovering over me. It then slowly changed the colour to yellowish...but by then I started saying go go...took Jesus, st.Michael and hanuman name over and over....you have to go, you are not welcome..go away etc etc Then the form swiftly went over my head and disappeared. After the second night however, I didnt experience it anymore. This incident reminded me how couple of years ago when my dad and aunt died within a span of few months..how something similar had happened - waking up at around 3 am and having a black form hover horizontally above my bed. Those incidents too had happened for couple of nights...and finally stopped. Such incidents has started to make me wonder if the soul, once dead, visits us or comes to say bye after they die or they simply watch us. I dont think its a trick of mind because I was fully awake and the visions was so vivid. I still cant forget the sad face my dead neighbour made... What ya'll think? Anybody experienced something similar ---- black form hovering above bed at 3am?

~~~As he locked the door and switched off the lights, my heart skipped a beat. His breath filled the room, echoed *shyly*, by mine. I had been waiting for this night for far too long. Our night, atlast...all ours <3 As he walked closer and held me from behind, my heart started racing madly. Scared and excited, both at the same time. He murmured my name huskily and nuzzled at my neck, I groaned with pleasure. It was far too romantic than all those millnboons I had read. His hands played with my hair, while his face plunged deeper at the base neck. My neck never felt more sexier than it did tonight. His hand held me steady, my knees having gone so weak already. He then, whispered my name, with urgency....yes, Oh yes!!! I was ready too...oh so ready. While his mouth traced my neck, I could barely hold the excitement of what lay ahead, I heard a noise, just near my ear....was it metallic?? I didn"t bother....I closed my eyes as I continued soaking in the pleasure. And then, I felt a sting near my collar-bone....my my...I thought, my lover was getting naughty or what ~ biting me like that ;) I ignored the sharp pain, as my lover penetrated deeper and deeper. I heard some swooosh siiiiip sounds, along with his rapid breathing...I moaned with delight..the pain in my neck increasing..... I felt weak....but then, I ignored thinking...who doesn"t become weak in love? The long sluuurps continued with me barely conscious now... My lover, meanwhile, dug his fangs deeper and deeper into my throat, sucking the blood out of my veins, an evil grin on his face....he was a Dracula ~~~He looked deeply into my eyes. He was the most handsomest man I had ever been out with. 'I have something to tell you,' he said, his voice deep and sexy.
'Yes.....tell me', I could barely whisper. His eyes held mine, in captive, over the glowing candle.
'I am a ghost'. He said. He was my new bf. We were out on a date, our first <3 'No, you're not!' I retorted, not convinced. I hardly expected this...I was expecting to hear something errrr more romantic :3 'But then, I am, I am, you've got to believe me', he tried to convince me, almost pleading now. Maybe, he was trying to impress me or whatever with something unusual...I decided to play along. 'Ok fine, I'll believe you are a ghost, only, if you give me some proof.' I drawled, 'Say, become invisible, right now!' I challenged ;) He flashed me a smile. 'Hey, thats an easy one'! Saying this, my bf vanished right before my eyes, into thin air. He was indeed a Ghost !!!‘
~~~Stranded in a deserted highway, in that fateful rainy night, I was lucky to find a car coming my way, atlast.
'Lift?' the handsome driver asked, as he pulled up by my side.
Who was he...at this time, at such an ungodly place.....I wondered, as I quickly nodded and got in. Too tired to ask anything, I dozed off, before of course, catching a strange smile playing on my saviour's lips, in the rear view mirror.
After a while, I woke up to a speeding car with no driver ...only an evil laughter echoing through the car.....wheeeeee

SHOCKING DEATH OF INDIAN PARANORMAL SOCIETY CEO & FOUNDER AND PARANORMAL INVESTIGATOR, REVEREND GAURAV TIWARI

'Death news' generally shouldn't be shocking. There's always someone or the other dying every other day. After all, we all are going to die someday too, aren't we? It is the only 'real' truth that exists in this lifetime of ours. And that has been the reality since life existed on this planet. Only, when it occurs suddenly, and at a young age, under mysterious circumstances - with no proper explanations, does it become shocking ~ as it did in this case. The shock gets doubled, considering certain 'coincidences' that happened within the few days of his death, with me.

I'm in no way connected to Gaurav Tiwari at all. But, like him, I am a big time Paranormal enthusiast too. But my similarities with him end right there, because, there have been many things I didn't like about how GT and his team did their investigations. I saw couple of them on Youtube, and thought them to be a complete rip-off of Ghost Hunters ( an international paranormal show ~ the whole format ), and most explanations copied from Ghost Adventures ( another popular international paranormal show ). Those who watch these two shows will easily make out if something is copied from them.
Secondly, I saw MTV's Girl's Night Out episodes and found them totally 'faked' at many ( all ) places. With someone claiming to be an authentic investigator, I didn't expect him to go along with the fakeness of it all. Thirdly, the Grip-India Facebook page had once organised a spook contest, wherein, they asked to send in real-life spook stories, of which they'd make a show on Sony TV ( I presume, it was Bhoot Aya or Fear Files, whichever was on Sony ). Someone from their team contacted me, saying they'd take my story and also a 'byte' regarding the incident I sent; and after I agreed to their proposal and granted them 'permission' to use it, I never heard from them again, although, that person asked me to become the group's member as paranormal investigator ( for a hefty fee too ), which I remember was also part of the prize. Phew! I didn't see the serial, so don't know if they adapted my story, but I was by then, bit disinterested in their style of working ( read un-professionalism ), so never really followed their updates. They also seemed too be to eager to 'sell' memberships, which was a put-off. I also, didn't like the 'reverend' title GT carried in his name, like a show-off thingy, where real exorcists/ministers too didn't really use them.

Anyway, so, coming back to the present, to talk about the freaky coincidences ~ just couple days back - I guess, last week of June or was it 1st week of July itself, I saw Gaurav Tiwari's twitter profile curiously popping up in my 'who to follow' section. It was rather strange, because, it was the first time I saw it. I remember, hovering my mouse over the profile, and it showed 'verified' and that too with just 1500-2k or so followers. I was like, wah, with only so little followers, one can get their twitter verified. But then, he has appeared in many Indian TV channels, so, maybe it was possible with the right contacts. Anyways, 1-2 days he kept appearing and then I forgot all about it.


I came to know of his death only today ( i.e 11th ) - that he died on 7th July. That reminds me so much of 3rd July, a Sunday, when I almost met with my own death ( had a near-miraculous escape ). I had recently shifted to far outskirts of Bombay - like, really really far, near the mountains ( for health reasons and to get fresh air ). Tired of living in tall suffocating buildings ( my earlier flat was on 4th floor ), I chose to purchase a tin-roofed house this time - with an obvious ground floor. But, what I didn't know was that tin roofs are not really made of tin, but some kind of asbestos cement instead, that really becomes weak during monsoon time ( due to the rains ). So, my new roof was leaking and naturally, I thought of the only option to protect it ~ and that was to cover it with plastic sheets. And, as I was nearly done with the job, next thing I knew was, I had crashed through the roof itself. The roof gave away as though made of mud. I clung to the remaining broken part for my dear life, struggling to get up. With gravity pulling me further down, and me not really the slim-trim kinda, it was really difficult to pull myself up. I had fallen on my back, with more than half my body hanging below, and just my left arm clinging on to the remaining part of the roof. Had it given away too, I'd have come crashing down and broken my neck on the hard floor-tiles below. Oh...what a horrible situation it was. With me not able to climb up, one part of my mind told me 2-3 times to just give up. 'You'll only fall,' it said. Another part of my mind kept urging me not to give up, not unless that roof gave up on its own atleast. 'You'll die if you give up,' it said. So, atlast, somehow the second part of my mind won - and so, I'm alive. All my work that day naturally, got ruined; which however, a supervisor in that locality helped me out with later.

Being finicky however, and still not satisfied with the job, few days later, I wanted to go up myself again, to fix it. It must have been the 7th. That particular supervisor saw me take the ladder that morning, and tried to stop me. I was bit scared myself too, and it had rained all the last few days - so, alas, I decided to wait till monsoon got over. Who knows, what would've happened that day, as the roof was still weak with all the heavy down-pour.

Now, to think, GT died that day around that time. Its freaky, isn't it? I don't know the cause of his death, but as per reports, his family said that he told his wife one month ago, that some 'negative force' was out to get him and that he was unable to stop it. And that, there was a thin black line ( mark ) around his neck, when they found the body. Being a paranormal researcher myself ( albeit, not professional ), and having loads of paranormal experiences myself, I think I can understand what it could be ( if his death was indeed due to negative forces as his father mentioned ). More on that in another post....( it can be very scary if it is what I think it is )

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