Monday, March 2, 2009

To believe or not to believe ...

I would say that I am a very rational and logical person. I do not believe in things which cannot be proved. Is planchet proof that there is life beyond death ? I would say no , but I don't know.

At one point of my life, I started doing planchet with a room mate of mine when I was at college. Our room was very conveniently located within the hostel for such activities to take place. It was the last room of the building with monstrously long corridors. Ours was the longest. No one ever came there, except if she had some work with either of us. We couldn't hear the announcements made on the public address system installed in the hostel. Actually, it was the best room in the house to sleep or study (if either one of us were interested). We did sleep all the time , getting up only for food or attending college.

One day , Sunita , my room mate had this brain wave that we should try planchet. I was as kicked about it. So, we set up the atmosphere with candles , a chart and a coin. With that began our quest to probe what laid beyond death. We did come up with surprising results. We found that every time we called a spirit, someone called Mayur used to turn up. The first time he didn't say anything ( or rather didn't point out anything with the coin ). We realized later that he spoke in Roman letters. What he was saying was actually in Hindi but spelled in English. He said that he had burned himself as he was not able to marry the girl he loved. He even gave an address of a 'pol' in Raopura , in Baroda. I don't remember the address anymore. But that time , both of us were scared out of our wits to even go and ask if such a house even existed in that 'pol' in Baroda.

One night, we were up to our usual planchet activities after an exceptionally bad dinner at the hostel mess. You know , to release our frustration till the canteen opened for the night, someone called Robert came. We did out usual asking questions and getting answers thing. It went on for some time till it was time for the canteen to open. It opened and shut . That guy wouldn't leave. Then, we did something no self-respecting planchet-women would do.... we left midway and slept in our friends' room for the night. We were too scared to sleep there that night.

We continued planchet every night for more than one and a half years. We used to go to the extent of asking what questions would come in our exam papers the next morning . OK ! I know that was too much ! But it is the truth.

There is no reason for me not to believe that there exists a world beyond ours that we sometimes are lucky enough to get glimpses of . How can someone who has loved and lived all their lives here with all friends and families just go away in a matter of a few seconds ? It is not possible. The pull of the real world is too much for any one to leave behind in a jiffy. Those who have been able to cut loose all ties with their worldly life are truly liberated and are resting in peace. Hats-off to them. But, those who haven't been able to , I don't blame them. Its, after all the 'maaya jaal' . All these were, after all, people at one point. And are doomed to roam all the 'rest' of their dead lives wanting something they could never have .....

3 comments:

Beanie said...

Hey, did you get the question papers???

Beanie said...

I mistook you for somebody else. So I commented. Sorry for that, but the post was, well, funny and frightening. I have my experiences with "planchet too", but very few.

Roy said...

Girl's hostel but only guy ghosts huh? Guess they'll never give up! [:D]