Home Alone

Home Alone
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“His name is Rahul”. Tara screamed.

There you got it my lady spirit.

“A guy!! Yeah”. Arun sounded sarcastic. “Had it be a lady and I could have shown you what you missed by rejecting me, Tara.”

“Stop it Arun. Oh good human, do you swear that you won’t lie to us?”

I usually don’t lie to girls, Tara. This one was quick. I moved the coin to Yes. The times I had promised my girl friends that I won’t lie to them followed by a series of cooked up stories came to my mind. Spirits don’t have brains for sure.

“Good human, do you have any intent to harm us? We want you to be our good friend from the other world. Will you harm us?” That was the third voice. A bit husky yet stern.

“Don’t worry Harry. I’ll have him nailed if he does so”. Arun claimed.

Dare to do so. I don’t know whether he was serious about what he told. But if anyway there is a custom called nailing humans in their world, I don’t want to fall a victim to it. Arun, had you been in my world, I would have blown your skull for talking like this to me.

Now the answer for Harry. Will they bid me good bye soon if I say I’ll harm them. But still, what if they have me nailed? I’ll have to find some other way for my release. I moved the coin to No.

“I expected this. He won’t be a bad guy. We’ll have him for a long time.” Tara giggled.

No honey. I like your voice. I like that at least you are there to present shyness to the whole stuff. But what you said just now is cruel. Cold blooded. Please don’t do that.

“We’ll test him. Let’s start asking questions”.

“I’ll start with. Good human, can you tell what my name is?”

Harry. My dear dumb head. Go ask your father buddy. Shit. These guys are underestimating me. Mama, did you hear that question. Your intelligent son is being tested with such stupid questions. I just felt humiliated. I lied on my edge of the board in full length with my left hand supporting my head and with my right hand moved the coin reluctantly to H then A. R. R. Y.

“BINGO!! He did it right. He predicted my name”. Harry sounded jubilant.

“What if he can hear what we talk? Then it is little a prediction”. Arun suggested.

“May be Arun is right. I think he can hear us”. Tara doubted. ”We’ll prepare what all to be asked next time and avoid talking to each other in his presence”.

Arun buddy. What have I done to you? Won’t you let me live? Won’t you let me make a fool of you? Not a single girl in your world will know that I made a fool of you. I’ll be just off to my terrain. So why bothering me dear? And you Tara. Did you say next time? No cutie. Please don’t.

“Well let’s go everyone. It’s time to leave. I don’t want to be late and stand in a nook without a chick’s hand to behold.” Harry was in a hurry.

“What about Rahul?” Tara asked.

“Who? Which Rahul?” Harry was confused.

“Rahul. The spirit.”

“So Tara, you started calling him by name?” Arun frowned.

“We’ll have to bid him bye. Otherwise he‘ll be around here.” Tara worried.

“But we can’t expect a harmless human to be here next time if he leaves now.”Harry always had one thorn to poke me.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean we should not bid him bye now. After all we had not made much of him yet.”

“But he has to leave to his place Harry.”

You are too good to be a spirit Tara.

“What for? We don’t know where he is from. Some unknown realm. Humans. What a weird name for a species. I’ve heard about Technocrats, Robots, Birangers, Machinotrons but not Humans. This is just spiritual stuff. He is just a soul like identity created. Just a psychological one. He can also be the result of our like way of thinking. What just we can feel. Leave him and come along. We’ll see to him tomorrow.” Harry justified.

Idiots. Don’t do this. I’ll see to it that I come again when you call. Leave me for now. Hello. Bid me bye you a**h****.

I could hear a door closing at a distance. Darkness continued to be my companion. What to do now?

They’ll be coming with prepared questions next time. And I won’t be able to lie. See spirits I agreed I’m a doll for you now. But it’s a doll with feelings. Don’t make me your leisure time device by asking dumb questions like Good humans how many times had you did it on your bed when a child just to laugh upon me. I don’t care getting humiliated in this unknown graveyard. But I really don’t remember how many times I’d do that.

Don’t go. Bid me bye. I blew my trumpet into thin air. But noone could even help themselves to hear me out.

1 FOR 3

It was all set. I could see an Ouija board bigger and astute than mine, below in front of me. A copper colored coin lied on top of it. I tried to recognize the source of that chant. But nothing was materialistic. All I could see was three colors of smoke surrounding the board. Just like how the creature sees things in the movie “Predator”

“Commendable humans, please come. Commendable humans, please come. Commendable humans, please come”

The fact, I think, threw a chill to my spine. (How can I say spine? I’m just a soul now; no more a biological entity. An antonym to existence with no identity.) They are spirits and they are playing Ouija board. They are calling upon humans just as we call them. Now I’m transmitted into their territory by the wish of three unknown spirits. I’m no more a free individual. I have three masters now. I’m on their mercy. What will I do know? I can’t float like this till time ends. I have a home out there, my parents, my career. What’s there in enjoying life as a see-through ghost?
I have to do something now. Let’s go for it. First I’ll baptize them as red spirit, blue spirit and green spirit. I just let myself heavy and I was lowered to the ground. It was just like getting used to a super power. It sat at the empty edge of the board and gave a mild push to the copper tinted coin from my side.
“It has come. It has come”. An enthusiastic female voice felt to be heard.

Hey!!! There is a lady among them. I didn’t expect a female spirit to be there. After all I didn’t hear such a voice when they chanted the welcome note for me. See how I’ve been paid. I longed for a female spirit to come to me and here I am under the finger tip of one.

“We’ll start with him. Let’s not waste time. It’s already late. Tony will be waiting for us to join the Midnight Bash”. A stiff but younger voice said.
“You know it well Arun. You’ve done much research on it during your college days. You kick off”. Claimed the lady.
“Well Tara. You always want me to kick off everything. But always hesitated to kick off your life with me”. Said the stiff voice again. ”Hi good human, shall we all know your name? What is your name good human?”

That’s too much to gather for me. The stiff voice is Arun. He must be the blue guy. That streak of smoke is distracted whenever the stiff sound comes. Green is Tara. The lady spirit. And God!! These are educated spirits. This blue guy had been to college and done some research on Ouija board. They are partying spirits coz some buddy spirit Tony is waiting for them to join a Midnight Bash it seems. Where am I? What are these people? Is it some other planet or is it a place where dead people from earth goes to or is it from this place that people are born to earth?
“May I know your name, good human?”

They are asking me. I’m bound to say something. I’ll have to let them play with me as much as they want and make them bid me goodbye to get out of this hell. I’ll better lie to them. Incase if it’s the place where I’ll be coming after my death I don’t want these people to recognize me then and claim that ” Hey we had made a fool of this crack before”. I’ll call myself Harry.
I started moving the coin to H. But it got stuck just before it reached H. It’s not moving. What the hell. I added my middle finger also to push it. No way. May be some mistake with H. I’ll let it as Maddy. I started moving it to M. Same. It stood stone-still near M. Is it so that I can’t lie to these crack pots? Then I’m screwed for real. I gave up trying to cheat them. I have no time to play a detective game with them.

I slowly moved the coin and placed it on R.

Here I Go

It was all set. I almost had my good breaths out in trying to get that 12pm bus to room from office. Now here I am in the middle of a circle formed by 50 lighted candles. They seemed to let out enough luminance as I had already covered the only window glass of the room with my bed sheet.

“Draw a circle around you and the board, or make a circle of candles. Concentrate on creating a safe, protected place as you do this. Some people believe that spirits must stay outside this circle. Also, a well-lit area is said to drive away evil spirits.” – Google

I sweat like a boiled chicken sitting inside 50 lighted candles with the fan switched off. Placing the silver coin between the Yes and No of the board I closed my eyes fiercely; they always shiver whenever I force them to shut; and started chanting “Good spirits please come”. How come these spirits understand English? Well educated ha?

Scenes from the movie Raaz which I saw yesterday came scrolling to my mind. This is not going to work unless I concentrate wholly on this. I closed my eyes more strongly and scolded my inner self to drive away all other thoughts. But I had to go through stills from my college life, talks in the office cafeteria and outings with my girl friend before I finally drove everything off and entered a sleepy mood. I opened my eyes suddenly to see whether I’d fallen asleep. But I was there. My mind was clear and I had been chanting “Good spirits please come”. I never realized I was saying so all the way till now. I closed my eyes again and waited for the coin with my finger on it to move. But my body started shivering. It’s on .Its coming. Someone from a new world is coming to meet me. Shivering transited to shaking. I’ve never read about such physical reactions anywhere regarding Ouija. Something strange is happening to me. I’m totally weightless. I can’t feel the coin under my finger now. I can’t feel my finger itself. My whole body is set loose. I was afraid to open my eyes. May be this is how the surroundings are prepared for that chat. I almost lose balance. The feeling that nothing is around me for miles started to get hold of me. I slowly opened my eyes. It was total darkness. And I was hanging somewhere; no; I was standing there. In thin air. Where am I? I could just turn my head to look around. My body; it was nailed to emptiness. Some distant sounds started to be felt. It was becoming louder and louder. I tried to grasp it but easing my effort it became loud enough.

“Commendable humans, please come. Commendable humans, please come. Commendable humans, please come”

Good heavens. I’ve been called upon by someone else!!.

Preparation

It is all set. Now the only thing left is get a perfect picture of how it looks like. I typed "Ouija board" in the search tab of Google Images. It was all there. Many. But I selected a 794x626 image. With alphabets, numbers, a Yes and a No, a sun and a spooky moon. I will have the advertising lines removed when I recreate it. I saved it to a newly created folder named “adventure” and changed its properties to “hidden”. My roommates will delete it for sure the moment they catch sight of it. They simply don’t want to mess with spirits. They say “why testing something which could be gone off-control". All knows much more about this than me I think. But no one wants to test it as they had heard of incidents which went bizarre. But my zeal to try it once had taken me to this extent. I will try it once. Just once. What is the harm in it? After all what’s there to be afraid of. I’ve heard lots of people saying they had tried this. Even my sister with her friends had tried this at their hostel. So what’s wrong with the guys here? Just the word spirits gives them the shiver. It’s not shiver it’s just that they don’t want to. Someone tried it before in our hostel and from that day he could be seen with folded hands standing outside the hostel at the most weird hours of night.He pays attention to nothing. Just stand there like zombies. No one knew what happened actually until they got a half burnt Ouija board from his room. He was taken to a priest who took care of his conscience and just explained the reason as simple as that. Spirit obsession. Now none of the guys here want to roam about at night even with least consciousness.
Anyway I’ll try it this Friday. I’ll take a half day off from office so that I can have a lonely and quiet atmosphere in my room. I just had a look over the things I have in store, in a beer case box, for the anticipated day. A silver coin, a wooden board (I’ll stick the drawing on it. Wooden boards are said to have good “reception”), 50 candles, a chalk piece and one thing right from my pocket; my cell phone. Google advised me that ” Always say goodbye to the entity you are talking with when you want to end a session. If you don't say goodbye, and the spirit doesn’t reply in kind, he may be trying to stick around, maybe to make your life miserable.” So I’ll better keep a reminder in my cell phone to go beep exactly one hour after I start my new acquaintance. That’ll remind me to stop the conversation and say a “bye” to the new friend. Time to sleep. It’s already 2 am. Tomorrow is Thursday and I can’t lose any more sleep and had my eyes aching when I look at the monitor as of today. Folding my pillow into two and burying my face deep into it I thought, “I’m not that bad that an evil spirit come to me. It will be great to have a good invisible soul as friend. What about a cute lady who was murdered? I’ll go with her words and take revenge on her murderers as it happens in most movies.” It is going to be fun.

Alarm rang at sharp 7 am.