I was one of the witnesses to the incident that had happened four years ago. I happened to visit my friend's house in the outskirts of Madras. She was with her three year old daughter and her husband was not in the house. She was visibly shocked to know the untimely death of a boy, who was living in the same street. The boy, I was told by her was quite charming and used to play for hours on with my friend's daughter. The boy used to call my friend 'akka', meaning elder sister. The boy's parents shifted their residence to a nearby place in the same vicinity but not in the same street. But, unfortunately, in a fire accident, the boy had died the previous day. The husband of my friend went to attend the funeral.
The time was around 6.30 p.m. My friend's daughter was sleeping in the bedroom. We were together in the hall. Then we heard the voice calling 'akka'. I just casually went out to see if there was anybody outside. There was none. I thought it was my imagination and went to the hall. Once again I heard the voice calling 'akka'. This time my friend also heard it. It got repeated 3 or 4 times and she was bewildered. I asked her why. She told me that the voice was that of the boy who died in the fire accident. It kept on repeating for nearly 15 minutes and we were shocked, confused and scared. Then we went to the pooja room and after praying my friend took camphor and lighted it in front of the door. We could clearly hear the voice "No, no, no" and then there was silence. We were virtually chilled to the bones and scared. We were praying to God that nothing more would happen. Fortunately, there was no disturbance.
Subsequently, after the return of my friend's husband I left her house. I was told by her that she could hear the voice regularly for nearly 14 days until the rituals were completed in the boy's house. After that there was no incident that happened.
But coming to think about that fateful evening in retrospect, even now I get a nervous and cold feeling and could in fact get the voice hearing in my ears.
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