Lady Ghost Calling Name

This is a real life incident that had happened to my friend's father. My friend's name is Rangarajan. His father's name is Narayanan. This incident he had told us several times when we were in our school days not to venture into anything adventurous especially near the burial grounds, which are quite common in countryside's.

He was studying in a school in Uthriramerur (in Tamilnadu). He was in a village and he used to walk down to school in Uthiramerur daily. One day he was delayed and the distance between the village and Uthiramerur was about 6 kilometers, which was not a big distance considering the fact that in 1950s and 1960s people used to walk such distances to go to school. It was also well past dusk and around 7.30 p.m.

He started to walk down. He was a brave person and he chose a short-cut, which would reduce the distance by over 2 kilometers. There was a burial ground on the way and since he had walked near that burial ground so many times, of course, along with his friends during day time, he was not so perturbed. In fact, while he was crossing the burial ground, he was not scared or otherwise. But, the moment he started to walk away from the burial ground towards the village, he was not able to smoothly walk down as he was walking quite a few moments ago. It was as if something was trying to stop his speed. But, nevertheless with difficulty, he started walking even though a bit slower. Suddenly, he smelt a fragrance the smell of jasmine coming from behind him. He did not have the courage to look behind. There was also a continuous sound of ladies anklet as if some lady was coming behind him. There was also continuously a sweet girl's voice calling him as "Narayana, please stop, look behind and see my beauty". This girl's voice was continuously calling him and the sound of anklet never stopped as also the fragrance of jasmine. Moment after moment his walk was slowing down. But he dared not look back. He then started reciting "Vishnu Sahasranamam" and started walking towards the village. Even though the fragrance, sound and the calling of a girl did not stop, he did find that he was able to walk normally even though it was slower.

Generally, it takes about 15-20 minutes to reach the village from the burial ground but Narayanan took more than 1 hour to reach the village. There is a temple of a demi-god, called protective god (kaval Deivam in Tamil) at the end of the village boundary and only after nearing that temple, the fragrance, the sound of anklet and the calling of the girl stopped. His speed had also returned to his normal speed. He started running to his house and after tapping the door, he fell down and fainted.

For nearly two weeks he suffered from high temperature and it took him months to come out of this trauma. While narrating this incident, even now, after several years and even after we have grown up, we feel the real fear not only among us but also in the face of my friend's father, Mr. Narayanan.