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This incident happened when I was 1 year old. Of course, I never remember any of this but my mum always tells this story whenever we talk about ghost encounter.
It was either year 1977 or 1978. That day was Hungry Ghost festival, timeline around 7pm. It was drizzling that day. My parents were staying at Cheras, and there was a Chinese cemetery behind the housing area. My parents, me and an Indian maid was home that time.
My mum started to sing me a song, the ‘Ma Ma Hao’ song, if anyone knows. When she was singing halfway, she could hear someone singing along with her. It was a lady, and the voice was shaky, and coming from the stairwell area… as if the sound was ‘flying in’ from above. My mum stopped, then told me: “Girl, u listen, Ani is singing” (Ani is the Indian maid).
My dad grabbed my mum’s hand and said: “You listen carefully… how can an Indian know how to sing Chinese song?” At this time, the ‘lady’ continued signing… and she sang the whole song till the end of the song! My mum was like: “uh oh… so early meh???” Both my parents goose pimples and bulu roma started standing. Nothing they could do. After that, there was silence. My mum went to ask Ani: “Did you sing?” Ani answered no. Can you imagine my parents reaction and feelings at that time?
The next day, they told this incident to my aunties. My aunties, being superstitious people, they went to buying those Chinese praying stuffs and started praying around the house. My mum thinks that they did it wrongly, because that night after they prayed, the wind blew so strongly like something was very angry and fierce! Then my aunties brought my parents to see a medium (those where some God entered their body). The medium told my parents not to be worried. He says that this ghost lady was passing by and heard my mum singing. So, she joined the fun and meant no harm.
Nothing bad happened after that. But to be on the safe side, my parents moved out of the house the following month.
This story always brings chills down my spine. I have goose pimples all over while i was writing this. If i could sing the song as demonstration, it would be better. But i can't and I hope you guys can imagine the sound of it.
It was either year 1977 or 1978. That day was Hungry Ghost festival, timeline around 7pm. It was drizzling that day. My parents were staying at Cheras, and there was a Chinese cemetery behind the housing area. My parents, me and an Indian maid was home that time.
My mum started to sing me a song, the ‘Ma Ma Hao’ song, if anyone knows. When she was singing halfway, she could hear someone singing along with her. It was a lady, and the voice was shaky, and coming from the stairwell area… as if the sound was ‘flying in’ from above. My mum stopped, then told me: “Girl, u listen, Ani is singing” (Ani is the Indian maid).
My dad grabbed my mum’s hand and said: “You listen carefully… how can an Indian know how to sing Chinese song?” At this time, the ‘lady’ continued signing… and she sang the whole song till the end of the song! My mum was like: “uh oh… so early meh???” Both my parents goose pimples and bulu roma started standing. Nothing they could do. After that, there was silence. My mum went to ask Ani: “Did you sing?” Ani answered no. Can you imagine my parents reaction and feelings at that time?
The next day, they told this incident to my aunties. My aunties, being superstitious people, they went to buying those Chinese praying stuffs and started praying around the house. My mum thinks that they did it wrongly, because that night after they prayed, the wind blew so strongly like something was very angry and fierce! Then my aunties brought my parents to see a medium (those where some God entered their body). The medium told my parents not to be worried. He says that this ghost lady was passing by and heard my mum singing. So, she joined the fun and meant no harm.
Nothing bad happened after that. But to be on the safe side, my parents moved out of the house the following month.
This story always brings chills down my spine. I have goose pimples all over while i was writing this. If i could sing the song as demonstration, it would be better. But i can't and I hope you guys can imagine the sound of it.