b.ology

Oh, look who’s back!

This time, I have some brief X Files to share. I actually drafted a quarter of this post over a month ago, then lost interest Even the distraction displayed [images] here are not fresh I dunno what is wrong with me and blogging these days – I just can’t put my thoughts to writing more than 140 characters anymore. Blame it on Twitter!

We went out on a family buffet dinner over a month ago, and for the first time in quite a while, my uncle shared the following stories… These are second and third hand stories, very short, little details – typical of ghost stories. Just passing it on so I get to scare you for a bit Actually the scare factor is minute, so, don’t scramble away just yet!

As you probably already know, the first stage of the circle line is now running… My uncle had some work to do at Bartley underground depot one nite. He met the station master or whatchacallit and somehow the conversation led to the revelation that the depot is… haunted!! Apparently, sightings of Hantu Bungkus [aka Gula-Gula aka Pochong aka Paul Cheong], is very common there, even though the depot is underground! Or maybe that is why they’re a common sight… I wonder how they jump around without getting hit in the head. I didn’t get too much details becoz food was more appealing than ghost stories… hahaa… but so you know, that’s another haunted train station. Or rather, the depot is.

I also heard, and not too sure if I ever blogged this, that when they were doing tunneling for the NE line, somewhere under the Bidadari Cemetery, a corpse fell from the ceiling of the freshly dug tunnel! Nothing was suppose to fall – all graves had been exhumed and the tunnels were already supported with beams. So that was very much a mystery. Then there was also a second hand story about the corpses’ remains. As you know, 99.9% of the buried corpses here would turn to dust after several years due to the moist soil and climate. They found a corpse like it was buried only yesterday! Everything was intact, including the white cloth that was used to wrap the body. They said it was the creepiest find ever, considering that was a 100+ year old grave!!

Moving on to the next story… My uncle has a friend who is related to a man who sells karipap along Changi Beach over the weekends. I’ve seen him several times when we used to hang out there. As told by my uncle’s friend, the karipap man was on his way home one nite. While on his way up to his apartment, he found an abandoned bag of golf clubs. They were still in good condition and figured why not take them home. Several nights later, he kept having recurring nightmares of a horrifying-looking woman, almost pontianak-like. She appeared every night without fail to the point that he fell sick. He eventually decided to seek help and without having to say much, the shaman/psychic asked if he took home something that didn’t belong to him. It took him a while to recall the golf clubs he found. The psychic then instructed him to return the bag of clubs to the exact spot where he found them. After doing so, the lady in his nightmares ceased haunting him.

Kinda anti-climatic story, yea I know. But I thought that was rather strange. Pontianak + golf?? Maybe there’s more to the story that we don’t know… The original owner must’ve had his own frightening experiences to actually abandon an expensive set of clubs at the foot of the building, when he could’ve sold them for some cash, right.

There were a couple more stories that were shared that evening, but I can’t really recall them – too insignificant to take note of I suppose. But here’s something that happened to my mom just last week.

My mom experienced mysterious activities for not one, but two nites in a row!! She works graveyard shift. Her lunch hour is usually after 2 am, after everyone’s done with their meals and are back at their workstation. All alone in a huge canteen, just finishing her homecooked meal and cleaning up the table when suddenly, a familiar sound comes from a vending machine close by. You know, that clanking sound when someone turns the knob to retrieve coins. She takes a good look at the machine. Not a soul in sight and everything seems normal. She looks away and continues cleaning up. The second she looks away, the machine gives off that same sound again! My mom thought that was rather strange, but without wasting a second, she quickly makes her way out.

The next night, she arrives at the canteen just as everyone is leaving. After heating up her homecooked meal, she sits down and just as she is taking her third bite, she hears the sound of  a chair dragging on the floor, just a meter or so behind her. Her initial thought was, someone just came up to the canteen and is taking a seat. She turns around. There is nobody there! So my mom brushes it off and continues eating. As she takes another bite, the same chair-dragging sound is heard again! By then, the hair on her back stood on ends and she knew some spooky entity was nearby. She quickly left the canteen.

My mom has mentioned many times over the years that she sometimes feels spooked and hears abnormal stuff at the canteen… I’m not surprised she does. The building she works in is just across the Bishan train depot, where my uncle works, which itself has had numerous reports of paranormal activities.

Anyways, a couple of weeks ago, I also encountered a couple of crazy stuff. But as always, I just Tweet and then shrug it off. Maybe they’re my wild imagination, wind blowing or some technical error. Even if they weren’t paranormal, it does get spooky when such things happen while I am all alone at home. Have such things ever happened to you?