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If you are
staying outside of Malaysia and Singapore, then you may not hear of the local
taboos after dark. There are many sources from where this belief stems from. Mr.
Ong has shared some of his ideas and I have added some that I have heard from
Lau was once the chairman of Gong Tau Association in Malaysia. He advised us
not to “dry” white or black clothes outdoor at night, as they absorb “Ying”
energies. Also, avoidance of flying “Kong Tau” (Thai black magic) at night.
East Coast of Malaysia, especially in Terengganu state. As a kid, I was told
that few Malay women in our area worked as “bidan” (midwife) to serve women who
are delivering infants. They carried scissors, cotton etc in their baskets. We
were asked to retrieve all our hanging clothes in the evening, during the
“returning moments” of her unseen spiritual helpers to her house. I believe
that the ‘spiritual helpers’ here referred to ‘Hantu Penangalan’, flying head
ghost, Malai Ngai or Phi Phop and the like. It is believed that the ‘juice’
dripping from the internal organs of this creature will cause bad luck and skin
it is dark, one should walk in the middle of the path so far as possible and
that he/she should avoid walking along walls or leaning against the wall. It is
common belief that the ‘flying needles’ would travel along the walls and
whoever are in bad luck shall be hit by these flying needles and fall sick or
should not whistle after dark as the high pitched whistle noise will attract
spirits such as a Pontianak. This is especially true if it is a rainy Friday
night. I had a friend when I was still small in Kuala Kangsar who liked to
whistle at night. Once I found him absent from school for a few days and I
decided to pay him a visit. To my surprised, I found his mouth slanted one side
with a swollen face. So, I asked him of what had happened and he told me that
he was slapped by a lady in white while he whistled during a thunderstorm
night. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew right at his face and he seemingly saw a
female figure that gave him a slap on his face. My guess was that his whistle has
attracted a Pontianak but when the Pontianak came, it thought it was the call
of its own kind; but found a playful boy instead. Hence the slap was a warning
gamblers like to employ ‘tangki’ (medium) to ask for lucky numbers at night in
the wilderness, especially near an anthill. Especially that one should not
offer raw meat or blood as this would attract a tiger spirit and the tiger
spirit will not retreat without a taste of human blood. When I was staying in
Padang Rengas, a neighbor went into a jungle nearby with a medium. After some
conjuration, a tiger spirit by the name ‘Dato Hitam’ (Black Grandpa) possessed
the medium. The Dato Hitam started to consume the food offerings until all of
the food stuffs we eaten and the spirit wasn’t satisfied; it wanted more and
this tiger spirit then asked for human flesh and blood. But the neighbor refused
the request and the tiger spirit was agitated. It then started to eat the
medium’s right palm bite by bite! Hence, this is a warning to all gamblers out
there to think twice before wanting to perform any similar rituals.
Mr. Ong and I can provide for now… If you have any more similar believes; then
let me know so that we can preserve these old grandpa stories of yesteryears
for our next generations to come.
I am not a practitioner
of Vajrakila but this Yidam comes into my dreams quite often. It is indeed very
strange as I only dream of Vajrakila and not other Yidam else. My friends who
have practiced Vajrakila for years and none of them have actually ‘seen’ their
Yidam in action. Hence they could only show me a blank face when I told them my
dream. Perhaps one really needs a real good phurpa/phurba in order to be
fruitful in the practice of Vajrakila.
experience with Vajrakila happened about 10 years ago when I was living near
the famous Relau ghost mansion. At that time, anyone can go into the haunted
mansion freely though now it is blocked. Local folks believe that there is a
female ghost haunting the mansion and area around if for around 50 years
together with some other spirits too, including the ‘big head ghost’.
that the spirits not only haunted the ghost mansion, but also a few building
blocks in the vicinity. Some kids could also see black shadows hovering on the
wall or even on the ceiling at times. My nephew and niece did saw a black
shadow attached in their bedroom and I was called on several times for the
I was again asked to perform exorcism ritual in one of the flats apartment
which is facing the haunted mansion. The apartment owner complained that his
kids saw black shadows in their living room and they refused to sleep in their
room. So, I asked the owner to let me spend a night there to investigate.
fell, I turned off all lightings in the apartment and meditated in the living
room while chanting: “Om vajra kilikilaya sarva bigganan bam hum phat” repeatedly.
After a few rounds of chanting, suddenly I heard a very desolate and yet
disembodied but audible female voice echoed in the living room: “Eeee… eeRrrrr…”
and a silhouette of a long haired figure flew off the balcony… If you are
curious, the female spirit is still there as I had another encounter a few
go to my dreams about this Yidam. The Vajrakila normally appeared to me in color
and in two forms. The first form is the legged form and the phurpa form. At times
I would see the phurpa in blue color flying in front of me while turning
anti-clockwise direction. This form of Vajrakila is only meant for subjugation
practices and it is not common.
time, the Vajrakila appeared when I was being chased in my dream. In the dream,
I was at Changi Airport and being chased by someone. Suddenly the Yidam
appeared in between me in Yab-Yum (union) form with full colors holding a 3
faced phurpa and my chaser. It was an interesting dream as I can still
visualize the full feature of Vajrakila in every detailed! Normally my dreams
would fade off within a day or so but not this one.
know what the dreams meant, but perhaps I should switch to do sadhana on
Vajrakila instead… If you know what the dreams meant, please do enlighten me.
has nothing to do with spirit possessions and it is a case of mental issues.
There is a
Chinese saying that goes:
“A longevity old man
hang himself… complaining living too long.”
just a case that illustrated the above point:
I have just
received a call from a friend from down south that his mother just ‘jumped off
from 2nd floor’ from his apartment. In another words, his 70 year
old yet physically healthy mom just attempted to ‘committed suicide’ in JB.
This poor old lady was found ‘missing’ for quite some time and she was only
found lying helplessly downstairs with fractured limbs still with some breathe
left. Finally an ambulance is called. I think it will be a long ugly drag until
this old lady takes her final breath.
I have personally
met and talked to this lady and she constantly complaints of her body pains
everywhere though the doctors couldn’t find anything wrong with her after some
extensive and expensive diagnostic sessions. The last time when I visited my
pal and this old lady complaint to me that she was old and helpless and it is
better to die than to live; it only stroke me as she might have some mental
issues that warrants for a further diagnosis.
by my friend, his mom asked him a very funny question before he left for work
but he didn’t heed the hidden meaning behind this question:
die if I jump down from 2nd floor?”
suicidal incident, this old lady did try to climb out from my friend’s front
gate for no obvious reasons. It was only aftermath that we realized his mom may
have some kind of mental illness.
that in Malaysia, there are only a few hundreds of qualified psychiatrists. Had
we found out the problems earlier, only then perhaps this kind of unfortunate
incidents can be avoided. But how many people especially those professionals
have the time to just sit down and talk to their old folks and pick up those
deadly telltale signs and to seek early treatment?
I have seen
many hardworking old folks don’t have proper hobbies or interests; they are
merely working machines. Once they stop working, they are likely to feel that
they become useless and to die is the only option. Perhaps it is our
responsibility to lead our old pa and old ma to find some interests in life.
Having said so, how many people in Singapore and Malaysia have the time just to
sit down with the old folks and talk to them every day? Maybe I attribute that
this is a cause that we really need to look into or it shall be our turn pretty
I was asked
if Mantrayana or Trantrism still has relevancy in today’s peril world?
is that Mantrayana is still has a place today!
In order to
find appropriate techniques to be fitted into our modern life style which is:
hectic, fast and high risks; we shall need to look on spiritual practices in
Ninjitsu (忍术). By now we
should know that Ninjitsu is not all about martial arts, Ninjas are also human;
what made them agile are their methods of concentrations:
standard Kujikiri (九字结)
is the standard method to achieve super concentration and to avert danger when
time is ample.
fast Kujikiri (快九字)
is the so-called quick way to stop violent behaviors or for achieving quick
actions in view of danger.
Marichi Dharani (摩利支天法)
practice of Marichi is highly recommended for anyone who travels a lot. I have
practiced Marichi Dharani for about 25 years and I was saved by someone in many
dangerous situations. One very interesting incident is that my hand was injured
in the middle of Indian Ocean and there was practically no way of finding ointment
until port call; suddenly a friend took out his back pain ointment and asked me
to rub his back. This was how my swollen hand was saved.
Acala/Fudo Myoo (不动明王法)
Acala is an important method in Japanese Mantrayana and Ninjitsu. The powers of
Acala will make ones opponent transfix or slow to react hence giving the
practitioner a split of a second chance to do miracles.
Fire Puja (火供)
is my opinion that fire ritual is also a very powerful method of avoiding
disasters. Every practitioner should at least have a pair of fire puja ladles
just in case of emergency. I perform fire puja extensively too to request for
serious illnesses to be cured and most of the time, my request was fulfilled.
It is a
little surprised to me that the Japanese Mantrayana rituals work better in
mundane affairs while the Tibetan rituals work best on deliverance matters and
in subduing of demonic forces. But there are only my experiences, perhaps one
should try and get his/her own feel to see which combinations work best for
There is a
type of ghost which has no specific name but I just labeled it as ‘big head
ghost’. I have seen this ghost hovering around areas surrounding the famous
Penang ghost house in Relau when I was staying in one of the high-rise flats
for around 10 years or so. A few years back a Hong Kong paranormal show was
said to have paid the ghost house a visit and it was believed that they also
captured some pictures of a pair of ‘red eyes’. But they failed to capture the
whole body of the ‘creature’.
time, I like to walk around the surrounding area which is now the Metropolitan
Park at night around 9pm to 10pm about two or three times weekly. There were
and still are many tall trees there and the park is also adjacent to a private
durian plantation. The entity I meant can be at times seen hovering between
trees and its sign is very obvious: a pair of big red eyes! Only when the moon
is full, on rare occasions this creature can be seen in its full shape… If I am
to describe it, it has a head the size of a barrel, with a pair of big red
eyes; and its body is extremely slim and tall.
once during one of the night walk that I saw a pair of red eyes in between the silhouettes
of trees. So I recited the Asma Nakaban: Inna
Quwattih Nakaban Natah Kitaban Natah and blow a breathe towards the eyes;
it threw a thorny durian towards me but the durian missed me and fell just a
few feet short of me making a ‘thumb’ noise!
this ‘big head ghost’ is not territorial as another security guard known as
Chong said he saw a pair of bright red eyes when he passed through a cemetery area
near Tanjung Bungah one midnight after attending to a friend’s funeral. At
first, he saw it was just a pair of red eyes hiding in the bush from a far.
Chong thought it was a cat. But when he was closing the eyes suddenly ascended
to 10 feet’s height and with the aid of moonlight, Chong could confirm that it
was a creature he never seen: it had a super big head with a pair of very big
eyes, interesting enough; the creature’s body is super thin.
the horrible creature, Chong just stood there dumbfounded; and two pair of eyes
exchanged staring for a while until the big head ghost’s mouth cracked opened
and gave a sinister smile at Chong. Suddenly Chong regain the instinct that he
should run for his life… so he did! He ran as fast as the God permitted then;
and perhaps the creature wasn’t interested in having Chong for supper, it never
gave chase. After the horrific incident, Chong said he was sick for a full
heard some stories of big head ghost sightings in Hong Kong too but I have not
any time to investigate. Perhaps when you walk into a forest in the evening
next time, just raise your head and look between the trees; maybe you will see
a pair of big red eyes staring at you too.
Pak Pao is a Thai lady who owns an 800 square feet souvenir
shop in an emporium here in George Town. The front part of her shop is the item
display room while a small office and a store room is at the back. She also has
a small Thai altar attached to the wall in one corner of her shop which is just
in front of the storeroom.
I frequently dropped into her shop just to pick up one or
two cute dolls for my niece. Since we are already acquainted, sometimes I also
helped her to temporary watch over her shop while she went off to pay her
One day a toy salesman came and so happened that Pak Pao
wasn’t in her shop. So he passed me a promotional programmable
electro-mechanical maneki-neko (beckoning cat) and some toy catalogues. The
maneki-neko was a neat toy; it can be treated as an alarm clock and a good luck
charm. The most unique part is that its hand can swing to and fro according to the
set time. I was a techno-handicap, so I asked the salesman to give me a demo
and he set the time to 9pm and interestingly; the maneki-neko’s right hand
swung 9 times and said: “Hello!” 9 times as well. After the demo, the salesman
left and I packed the maneki-meko into its box but didn’t turn off the toy; and
put it in the storeroom right behind the altar for ease of identification.
When Pak Pao returned to her shop, I bid her farewell and to
mind my own business; but I have forgotten to tell Pak Pao regarding the
maneki-neko in her storeroom. This slip of my mind has stirred some interesting
commotion in Pak Pao’s shop…
A few days later, a friend of mine gave me a call and he
said the Kumanthong on Pak Pao’s altar became active and it was able to speak. He
asked me if I was interested to join him at 9pm that day to witness the
miraculous Kumanthong in action. I agreed as I was too curious then.
Soon it was 9pm, and there were around 20 people in the shop
waiting to see the miracle from happening… At this point the Kumanthong altar was
filled with flowers and other offerings donated by curious visitors. And true
enough right at 9pm, the sound of knocking followed by a cute “hello!” follow
by a knocking sound: ‘tok’… there were 9 repetitions altogether.
Everyone showed awed expressions, some chanted Kumanthong
mantra and some holding hands together revering this extraordinary statue. After the crowd had revered the Kumanthong
with some discussions and idea exchanging, they left the shop about half an
hour later; I quickly pulled Pak Pao aside and told her about her new toy: maneki-neko
which I put in her store room a few days back…
The last time I dropped by Pak Pao’s shop, she handed some
candy bars to me as a present to my niece. She thanked me for the ‘mistake’ I
made as she has sold the Kumanthong statue for $5,000 which was about 500 times
of original selling price! Now she has a new Kumanthong… of a quieter type of
The favourite type of tea in Malaysia and Singapore is
called ‘teh tarik’ or literary means ‘tea by pulling’. This is a type of
extremely popular beverage here and to eat the ‘roti canai’ (flying pancake
someone would like to call it) while drinking ‘teh tarik’ is of all time
enjoyment in the morning before the starting of one’s daily activities. Now
days, one can visit a 24 hour restaurant and enjoy a cup of ‘teh tarik’ any
time one wants. But there is a type of ‘teh tarik’ that is best not to consume…
This story is told by my security guard pal Ali who just quitted
his job because of another kind of ‘teh tarik’.
Now days, security guards normally work on 12-hour shifts,
i.e. from 7pm to 7am or vice versa. For those who work on the 7am to 7pm shall
face not many problems in going about with daily routines especially finding
something to eat. But the case is not the same when a security guard works from
7pm to 7am; not only the guard needs to pay extra vigilant during his rounds,
he also needs to find a way to fill his hunger. Normally a person will first
purchase a pack of food to be consumed during break time.
This was just another occasion that Ali was sent to guard a
construction site in Kamunting. The site was near an old Malay graveyard and it
is about 10 minutes drive from the main road. Normally Ali would first purchase
some food when he was on his way to work as the place was too isolated and the
nearest hawker stalls are at least 15 minutes drive. It is virtually impossible
to get any food even during daytime; let alone in the midst of the night. More
so if it is a rainy night… well, you got the idea.
So happened that during one night shift, Ali’s son was sick
and he was running about bringing his son to hospital and back until Ali has forgotten
to buy himself food for the night. When Ali arrived at the construction site,
it was already 7:30pm; his pal Raju already prepared to leave the site. After
some pass down from Raju, Ali started to go for his usual rounds. The
surrounding was in dead silent and not many activities were expected.
How time flied, it was soon way past midnight and Ali’s
stomach started to make noise after the midnight round. He thought of going out
for a quick snack as there weren’t any valuable things in the construction sites,
but due to his sense of responsibility; Ali stayed on. While his mind still
struggles to justify a way to sneak out, he heard a sound came from a bush:
“Teh tarik! The tarik!”
Ali thought he was in luck as some hawker may just start a
new business in the vicinity. So, without hestitation, Ali shouted: “The tarik!”
And there was a respond: “Ya! Jemput datang bang!” (Yes, brother! Would you
Well, what else? Ali walked straight into the darkness and
the next thing he knew was that he was lying beside a grave with a mouthful of
mud water! A few construction workers discovered Ali after the site supervisor
initiated a man hunt. Since then Ali was wadded in hospital for 1 week…
I would say that this is the most lethal ‘teh tarik’
encounter I have ever known!
So… do you fancy having a special cup of ‘teh tarik’ too?
There are many reasons why a person wants to request for a
dream: for guidance or for wanting to know a thing that he or she doesn’t have
an answer or no way to get a satisfactory answer by any means. This also
includes those people who want to perform a magic ritual to call back a
The methods for requesting a dream from a higher being are
many and vary, and the interpretation of a dream also varies; some are direct
and some are not so direct. For the purpose to relieve those earnest folks to
want to seek an answer, I give them the below simple ritual:
First one should offer some flowers and burns incense in
front of the statue of a Buddha before he/she go to bed and recites the below
mantra for 7~108 times requesting for a guidance in the dream:
“Namo ratna lisase namo alisa polutatisa parasa bhodisattva se
mahasattva se tojito jirini jiri rara yiyi maha lisevalutadhri varase svaha.”
He/she should go to bed directly after reciting the above mantra
without converses with other people or answering phone call. In this way,
whatever the person wants to know shall be shown in his/her dream.
Although the above method is pretty simple by only reciting
the above mantra faithfully, it still best to first to take a bath and clean
one self and of course, it is best if one already engaged in some form of
spiritual practices. The most important of all, is one must believe in this
method and hence easier to be successful in getting a clear dream. If one cannot
concentrates and his/her mind tends to wander off, then it is pretty difficult
to get a good dream; more so to make the dream come true.
I have many times requested to perform ‘phowa’ (破瓦) or transference of
consciousness (迁识) for the
dying. This is the vow that I made to my guru rinpoche before he taught me the
phowa ritual. Normally I only serve the poor and those who are willing to
accept phowa method as a means of deliverance.
My guru’s idea is pretty simple:
“You must see how people die only then you can die properly.”
It is certainly true that Asian people don’t like to talk
about death compared to the Tibetan. Consequently, when I stand in front of a
dying person; it is not the dying that I need to console, but the dependents.
Just too many times that I see rich and highly educated
people crying and moaning at the sick bead; there are also people bugging
before the sickbed wanting to know where the old pa has kept all his money… and
yet there are people arguing about which religious rituals to follow so as to create
more merits etc. People would argue furiously even up to a stage that no one
aware that the poor pa has long passed away.
On the other hand, the lesser well to do folks are more peaceful
as most of them have accepted their fates and they are more willing to let the
nature to take its courses. This also makes my work easier too.
People are afraid of dying, especially the old folks. Many
times, I have to assure them that they are okay and healthy and that what they
need is to have a strong fate. There is one old hawker whom I respected very
much because of what he said before he passed away.
As usual, I was called to the sickbed of the old man. He
was just lying peacefully in the bed. All his dependents were at his bed
weeping and kept asking the pa, the husband not to leave them and go. They held
the old man’s hands and shake his shoulders until one point; the old man opened
his eyes and uttered his final words:
“Regardless if we had good time or otherwise together;
there is no need to repeat what we have gone through in the next life.”
After he has said these words, I quickly asked the old man
to think of Amitabah and then made a short supplication to the lineage gurus. As
soon as the old man’s head dropped; I shouted: “Hi! Phat!” and the old man had
gone for good.
The old man’s last words have echoed in my mind for a very
long time: indeed it is our urge to ‘repeat’ what we had missed in this life
that causes us to be trapped in this cycle of birth and rebirth. I am sure that
this old man was the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva as his final words indicated
he has hidden wisdom more than that of an ordinary monk!
I am in no
position to give advices concerning love affairs for I am only an occultist.
Having said so, there are just too many people with love problems came to me in
the hope to call back their lost loves.
Before I go
on, let me quote two famous sentences form the work “catching fish-remarks from
goose grave” (摸鱼儿·雁丘辞) by a
famous writer, Yuan Haowen (元好问) from Jin and Yuan Dynasty:
“I ask the world: what
love means? It is a binding affair until the death.”
writers normally described loves as poignant and enchanting, but for an
astrology standpoint; love cannot be kept by whatever means. When love comes,
one has to embrace it; when love turned sour, then we will have to let it go.
There is no other means to retain a lost love. The more we grasp onto the faded
love, the sadder we shall become and hence loosing sights of further coming
opportunities. Regardless of if what religion said, we only live once and most
of the time, there is no second chance.
In case of
anyone wanting to bring back lost loves, I would advise just to let go: if the
person is destined to be his/hers; then he/she shall come back by his/her own.
To me, there is nothing such as ‘die together’ or ‘fatal love affairs’. My worries
are that too many people who came to me showing a tendency of hurting
themselves and their lost loves.
embracing and letting go is part of our life learning; without letting go, then
we shall simultaneously lose sight of coming opportunities too. If you wonder the
full posting of “catching fish” is as below:
years ago, I was assigned to participate in a technology transfer project in
Europe. At that time I was required to travel between Regensburg, Germany and
Villach in Austria monthly for about 6 months or so. So, the company arranged
me to stay in a hotel when I was in Villach and vice versa when I was again in
I like both
of the places especially the Villach with beautiful and clean drinking water
quality streams flowing down from the Alps. There is one particular thing that
kept bringing my memory back about the hotel that I was staying in. The hotel
is in the middle of a cornfield, about 10km from Villach town and I think it is
haunted by the spirit of a little girl. As I heard that the daughter of the
hotel owner died at a very young age and there is a small shrine setup to
commemorate her young soul.
staying in the Villach hotel together with a few colleagues and at times we
went out together after work. Since we almost had the whole floor to ourselves,
we seldom lock our doors. On one occasion when the whole gang was about to go
out for bar hopping, Alice was still nowhere to be found. So, I hurried to
Alice’s room to check her out.
When I was
in front of Alice’s door, I gave a few knocks and called her name. The door
suddenly opened jarred just enough to let me looked into the pitched black
room. At this point, I thought I saw the silhouette of Alice moving fairly
quickly across the room; at least I thought the figure looked like Alice. Well,
to tell you the truth; I didn’t really dare to peep inside Alice’s room in the
fear of she may be just changing her clothes. And after a while, I gave out
another yell: “Hey, Alice! You don’t want to stop the world from turning would
you? The whole world is waiting for you…”
I finished my words, Alice’s voice echoed at my back: “Hold your houses! I was
just doing my laundry…”
question came into my mind: If Alice was at the laundry room, who did open the
door? And if the silhouette is not Alice, then who or what was it?
There is another
occasion; I was sleeping in my room and the IT guy, Mr. Tan actually ‘saw’ me
walking into the kitchen and ignored his greetings… I was in a dark until he
gave me some cynical remarks in the morning. Hmm… I still have no answer as who
was the other Mr. Liew that Mr. Tan saw… Perhaps it was the spirit of the
little girl that played a prank on both of us?
There are indeed many means to detect if a house has
invisible occupants without resort to sixth senses sort of things. In olden
days, a person can use a compass to see if a house is haunted; if a compass
needle swings vigorously, then chances are spirits are present in the house.
But this trick seldom works now days as modern household will have many
electronic gadgets that produce electromagnetic fields; if not, then power
cables that run underground will affect the compass readings too.
Of course, the so-called modern ghost hunters use electromagnetic
detectors, infrared sensors and thermometers to detect the presence of spirits
in the vicinity. But for an ordinary potential house buyer like you and me, it
is perhaps not so polite to carry out a full fledge investigations with those ghost
hunter gadgets; especially if we need to survey a few houses in a row.
Have no fear; there is a very simple method for potential house buyers to see if a
house is haunted. The method is simple but requires some practise:
You must do the below before you go into a house for the
first time; first stand in front of the main door. Then take a deep breath and
hold your breath. You should now open the door slowly and while doing so, have your
eyes half closed and take a step into the door brim. At this point your
position should be one leg in the house and the other leg out.
Now, slowly scan the house and if the house indeed has ‘something’
in side, then you should be able to see white shadows, black shadows or green
shadows moving across your vision. You should keep what you see to yourself only
for if you speak out loud, whatever there is in the house shall follow you
Only if you dare, then walk into the house and you should
feel that the house though big and empty; you shall feel a sense of pressure in
such an empty house. It is also likely that there is a strong foul smell, a
sense of coldness or hot or even a gust of wind out from nowhere.
If you sense that there is a presence, then leave the place
quickly and don’t return home straight. Instead, please stop over to a
restaurant for a drink; or go to a shopping mall for window shopping. You don’t
need to buy anything; the idea is just to lose the entities that may follow you
from the haunted house.
It is best to take a bath or at least wash your hands and
feet, and then fumigate yourself and your house before doing other business.
These additional steps will clean off residual energies that may attach to your
body, or else injuries by falling or accidents may occur at some later time.
This story is told to me by Ann who is a local part-time
movie actress. She at times receives some calls to make movie shots so Ann
needs to be quite mobile in her work. Some of the scripts would require Ann to
act as a lady ghost and for a more realistic effect; most of the ghost stories
are actually filmed on a haunted site.
Just a couple of months ago, Ann was appointed by a local
director to make appearance in a ghost film at a former Japanese headquarters
which is now an abandoned building and a reputed haunted building located at Fraser's Hill.
So the story goes, the whole of the film crew arrived at the
bungalow at evening time and while the technicians were setting up the lighting
and cameras, Ann gave the director a notice that she would take a nap in a quiet
room upstairs in case he needed her for the role play.
It would actually take the technical crews a few hours for
the setup and testing and the actual shooting would probably begin late at
night, further Ann would have to wait for her turns for the filming. At times,
it would be quite possible for the whole team to stay at the filming site for a
few days or so… well, they can’t just leave their expensive equipments
After Ann has isolated herself from the crew, she soon fell
asleep as the Fraser's Hill is a highland and the temperature is much cooler than
the lowland area and it is actually very comfy to sleep with a thick blanket on…
It seemed that the sun sets early at highland area, soon it
was dark and Ann can’t recall for how long she has fallen asleep and suddenly,
she heard the sound of some crying in the next room: “Whooooo… warrr… Ooooo… U…”
Though Ann felt extremely curious as who would cry in that
type of sorrowful tone, and suddenly the word ‘ghost’ lingered in her mind; so
she continued to cover her head with her blanket while murmuring in her heart: “If
you’re a ghost, go to see the director…” And oddly, the moaning sound stopped
for a while.
As Ann thought the ‘spirit’ has left her alone, the familiar
creepy moaning sound continued again: “Whooooo… Ohhh… Uuu…” This time the weeping
tone became more horrible and goose bumps begun to develop all over her body.
This time Ann said again in her heart: “If you have issues,
go and see Mr. Liew…” And strangely, the sound paused for a while. At this
point, Ann felt curious and decided to go out to investigate as she has heard
the building was haunted but she didn’t think the spirit was so powerful in
making those horrible creepy noises.
Well, as soon as Ann has stepped out of her room, she at
once saw a long haired lady in white gown and the lady has a pair of long
fangs! Ann immediately gave out a fearful high pitched shriek: “Help!
Pontianak!” and fainted…
When Ann regained her consciousness, her director and a
paramedic were at a side; together with the ‘pontianak’… Apparently the ‘pontianak’
was also a temporary actress who did some vocal training prior to shooting in a
room just next to where Ann has fallen asleep…
Hmm… perhaps I should say at this point that, not what you ‘see’
is a ‘ghost’… just a thought. Well, don’t laugh… for next joker would probably
be you… Hahaha!