Ghosts:Exists or not???

“The Voice from the Wall” is the story of ghosts and supernatural powers. In this story, Lena St. Clair talked about the mysterious and surprising incidents that she had faced during her childhood. This story reminded me about my past days when I used to have an extreme fear regarding ghosts which later changed as I grew up.

            When I was a small child, ghost’s story did not use to be a fun element for me because it was rather a tactic of my brothers to get my work done in time. I used to get very frightened when anyone talked about ghosts or dead souls. One of the reasons behind my phobia was a big, old, and leaf-less tree that lay in our playground. I would play with my friends there, but we never tried to go near to that tree. That tree was really gruesome because its branches spread like hands of a demon. Whenever we played hide-and-seek, nobody wanted to hide behind that tree because everyone was told that a morbid demon lived there, and anyone who went near to the tree would be devoured. Our rest of the childhood days passed being afraid and apprehensive thinking about the tree.  After few years, the tree was cut down by the owner of the land. Knowing that the tree was no more, we children became very happy and began to enjoy our freedom. We celebrated our joy with our fullest as there were no days of fear and disgust. However, when we grew matured and sensible, we came to know that our fear for the tree was worthless. There was no any child-eating ghost on that tree. The community people restricted us to go there because the place was dangerous especially for small children. That area was near to the forest and was prone to many wild animals such as foxes, jackals, and snakes. During that time, many chickens and ducks from the backyards used to get eaten by those animals; therefore, small children were just told a story about a demon in order to prevent them from getting harmed by these animals.

Nevertheless, ghosts and supernatural powers have always been a controversial topic among many religious minded people. They think that if there are gods, there are demons too.

However, it is difficult to believe in the power of invisible things.  What do you think? Do ghosts exist?

Sometimes You Fool Yourself………

In The Voice from the Wall,” a chapter from the novel The Joy Luck Club written by Amy Tan is about the story from Lena’s point of view. Lena, the daughter of Ying-Ying, heard a discussion between a mother and her daughter from the wall which is shared by her neighbor. She imagined a girl being killed by her mother from the voice and sound coming behind the wall. One day, she saw the girl who lived behind the wall which was completely different from what she had imagined. Later, one day the girl came to her apartment and stayed for a while from which she got to know a little about the life behind the wall.

I have my own story of experiencing the difference between appearance and reality. When I was in high school, I studied with my best friend. One day, she came to me and said that she had made a friend by phone who was a radio journalist. I spent most of my time with her, so I got to talk to him sometimes. He had a very attractive voice; young and vigorous. He could talk for hours and hours without boring my friend. As time elapsed, she went crazy and planned to meet him one day. She had imagined him as a tall, dark and very handsome young man.

The day came to meet him and she told me to accompany her. It was one of the monsoon days and we were waiting at the entrance of a café. My friend was very nervous and excited to see her fantasy come true. I thought it was better to see him first before talking to him then I told her that we could hide in a bush and see the reality. She agreed and we hid ourselves behind one of the bushes. The guy phoned her and said he had reached the café. My friend told him to come inside as we were waiting for him. From the gate, appeared a man of an average height with a fair complexion and was old with a very horrible look overall. We were so disappointed and my friend almost shed tears. We returned home without meeting him. This was my experience of appearance versus reality. I believe that appearance is not the same as reality.

Can you share a story if you have one?