The experience that changed my life-swc

Have I experienced a ghost sighting ?

Well I put this question to myself and the answer is a big YES.
Should I write a post about it on steemit?
Let me think..

The Fear

This idea has occurred to me a couple of times but the experiences are personal and I have moved on but when I think of penning them down a nagging fear props up. Would I be ruffling a few feathers or disturbing a few people or rather who have moved beyond the grave to a realm we refer to as the world of the dead.

Yet when I read about the Supernatural Writing Contest! by @jerrybanfield
it set me thinking which of the experiences can I safely write about.
I see the list of topics as it reads
Near Death Experiences [yes]
Past Lives [yes]
Spiritual Awakenings[yes]
Miraculous Recoveries [yes]
Coincidences [yes]
Moments of Magnificence [yes]
Ghosts/haunting [yes,yes,yes]
UFOs[yes just once though]
Looks like I have some experience about all the categories.
Let me do a post about a Ghosts/haunting. I have had many such experiences and the one thing that I would like to mention here is that each experience is different and unique. Just like people who are all different from each other so is the case with the spirits and ghosts. They are all different from one another. So I have dealt with and have known one ghost does not mean I know them all.
It is an old incident that I want to share with my readers.

The night tour

Many years back there was a night guided tour arranged to sight ghosts and observe other paranormal activity in my city. Enthusiastically I signed up for the tour.
On hindsight I feel that perhaps I was naive or did not know anything about the world beyond ours that I enrolled for the tour.
It was a dark night and we set out to explore the world that lies beyond our own.
Armed with motion detectors, and sensors that can detect paranormal happenings we visited old tombs and desolate forts but did not get any success.
Our last stop was a Cemetery but even here we were disappointed.
I was so disappointed that before we left I said” It was such a waste of time and money there are no such things as ghosts”
The moment I said these words I felt that I had made a mistake and I should not have said such a thing.
As words are like arrows just like you cannot undo the damage done by an arrow once you let it go out of the stretched bow same is the case with words you cannot undo them once they leave your mouth.
Suddenly I felt goose bumps and a shiver but that was it I did not think much about it.
The group tour ended there and I started my car to go back home.
I took the same road I had been taking for the last 10 years and I knew the route and the area like the back of my hand.
But on that fateful day I found a roadblock and the sign of a detour.
I took the detour and continued moving ahead. I would have driven for about 20 minutes or so and then I realized that I was driving in circles.
It was strange because even though I had lived in the city for so long but I was not aware of this route.
I realized I was running low on fuel and at this unearthly hour I was not likely to find any gas station that would be open. This was bizarre as I had got fueled up in the morning itself and was sure that I had a full tank!
Then at a distance I saw something glistening.
I saw a human figure and I took a sigh of relief that finally I would be able to find directions.
It was a girl standing under a big banyan tree. Maybe she was going to or coming back from a wedding as she appeared to be dressed up.
As I drove closer, I realized she was dressed as the bride. So what was the bride doing there standing in the middle of no where that too in the middle of the night?
I tried to look at her face but it was covered with a veil.
It was strange to find a girl standing all by herself, dressed up and being present in such a desolate place. Where I am sure she would not even get a conveyance if that was what she was waiting for.
This should have set the alarm bell ringing for me but finding my way was of paramount importance for me so I suppressed this question in my mind and stopped by her side.
I rolled down the window and asked her for directions.
She asked me if I lived there and I said yes.

Was this a Mistake?

As she lifted her veil and I could see a stunner. I have never seen such a beauty. Decked up in jewelery and standing there.
My eyes followed the contours of her face as the veil got raised everything that I saw was beautiful till my eyes reached her eyes and I missed a beat.

What was that in the place of her eyes?

As she had none instead there was an empty space and this made her look so scary.
What she said scared me even more.
“You have been looking for me all over and I have been waiting for you here.” She said.
I felt the same chill I had experienced in the cemetery return to me and I panicked.

The Panic Sets in

I moved my car away from her and drove away. I tried to pull myself together reasoning with myself that she may be a part of a gang waiting to rob the unsuspecting commuters.
With my foot firmly on the accelerator I drove as fast as I could. Having driven for a good 15 minutes or so I looked back in the rear mirror.
I saw the same girl waving at me and running behind the car.
Even if she were an Olympic athlete even then she could not be running along that fast and for that long keeping pace with a car driving at a speed of 120 km/h

This was humanly impossible but was she even human?

Frantically I kept driving. I only remember stopping at day break that to near a holy shrine and I ran and took shelter there.
I found myself in another part of the city. After collecting my self I got into my car and started my journey back home. Once again. I checked the fuel tank indicator and it showed me a reading of 3/4th full. I took it as a sign of return of normalcy in my life.
Reaching home I felt a great sense of relief but then I realized I had given that ghost my address or at least my locality and what if it came here looking for me?
This thought kept me uneasy for many months till I changed my house and moved to a new locality.
The lesson I got that day was that there is a world beyond ours. We call it the world of the dead or spirits. They exists and show themselves to you only when they want to and it is not wise to delve or mess around in their matters or instigate them to show themselves as you may stir up a storm that you cannot control. After all there are so many things that are beyond the realm and reach of science and human intelligence. It is best to leave them the way they are UNDISTURBED.