Monday, 25 March 2013

Paranormal Activity IV: The Befallen Anathema

It's often felt that a total servitude to your passion and your eagerness can promptly result in the biggest of your achievements or the biggest of your discoveries. It has been a good 12 years since the below mentioned series of events was witnessed by me and a few more chaps of mine, but the sequence is as fresh as it was when we chose to be audacious to a force whose very presence we suspected. This is related to an ages old anathema whose promulgation and whose denouncements,although I was never sure of their authenticity and never will be, once gallored.

I was in my sixth standard when these peculiar and inexplicable events unfolded. There was a very ridden and unorganized kind of pasture near the far boundary of my school's premises. This boundary was kept reserved for prospective construction and expansion activities in the future. Although there was a well built wall guiding this boundary, there were a few gaps and conspicuous crevices here and there.Now coming to the curse. A few friends of mine had always told me tales of a witch who probably resided in that portion of land when there was nothing build around it. It was said that the witch had probably killed a few boys and she herself got eliminated in either this same process or some other ominous procedure which was to follow. Nothing was ever claimed about the bodies of the boys but it was said that the witch was sealed in a clad and was buried nearby. It was also said that the witch had an anathema associated with her afterlife confinement. This much was the version of the story that I got from quite a varied lot of sources that comprised primarily of friends from my own class and a few seniors.Irrespective of how varied their versions were, most of them shared a mention of the witch.

I was pretty much certain for the larger part that these rumors and fables are nothing but stories cooked up entirely out of the imagination of kids who've grown up watching TV programs of similar flavor. But I always had a sense of inquisitiveness associated with this pagan belief. For around the first 3 years at the school, I or any of my fellow mates never made any attempt to check the veracity of this story. Perhaps all of us held skepticism about this being a story purely cooked up by the other and none of us was really in a position to find the root of it. But then came a time when out of nowhere we, as a group of around 20 students, decided to devote all of our games and extra activities periods in expediting this stretch which though was just a few meters from the main building, was still somewhat hidden because of the overgrown belt of bushes.

We just used to delve into this stretch with our sticks and stones. We dug out some soil, found out some old receipt books of the school of which some dated back to around 1987(2000 was the year when we did this), and found some old notebooks and torn apart practical files which ones again dated back to the early 90's. We sort of started to feel a sense of intrigue by finding things that in someway manifested a very different timeline. We also found a few Cosco tennis balls which perhaps came there as a result of cricket shots being hit with a larger magnitude of force than required. These balls seemed to us as a kind of reward for our hard work. We kept excavating the area and we had even formed a well formed path using sticks and strings to mark the way that we would use when we would come back the next time. For about a month or so, this area engrossed our awe and amazement as we did something very different from what the rest of the school did in the sports periods. We were at the same time wary of not getting caught for coming into an area that was tacitly prohibited. And then came the time!

When we were on the verge of stopping this never ending exercise and were probably spending our last handful of days in the marked territory, we were to witness a spectacle which is somewhat difficult to explain. One day, when we were digging around the very wall that guarded the school, we found the bone that perhaps seemed to be either the neck bone of a small animal or a reminiscent of the toe bone or some other complex bone of perhaps some larger animal. We were not very sure about it. Then after a day or two, we found a group of ants carrying another portion of some bone, which certainly seemed to be that of a chicken.The ants carried it to the other end of the wall through a hole. The sight somewhat amassed all of us near itself. As we all tried to garner the intricacies of the scene, an unusual kind of cacophonous tone started coming from an electricity or phone pole that was situated adjacent to the wall. This kind of tone was often reproducible by dialing a particular number on the PSTN landline networks but never before had any of us seen any telephone or electricity(we were so scared that we could not even notice what pole it is !)pole emitting this kind of tone.We simply ran away from the place, frightened out and trembling out of trepidation.

Never again in my conscience was I going to make an attempt of excavating that territory again.Although the thought of going back again and finding out the nature of that pole did captivate us, we never really had the courage to go back. However, a few days after this supposed tryst ended, a swimming pool was proposed to be built around that area. The whole portion of land which was once a subject of our fear, was now occupied by machinery and hutches of men who were to complete the structure.Nothing peculiar happened during the course of the construction and the swimming pool was built on time. The boundaries of the school were accordingly adjusted and what was once a barren and rarely visited land, was now turned into a spectacle and a place with a large footfall. As people started visiting the pool, so did I and all others who were a part of that expedition cohort. Nothing unusual or grizzly ever happened during our stay. However, one could always sense a very admonishing silence around the place but this could always have been attributed to the high rising walls which possibly insulated the pool from outside.Nothing unusual  happened with the pool except for a case or two of amateurs nearly drowning themselves by mistakenly going in the deep area and then later on getting saved by the vigil and valorous instructors. But as such, nothing different or vague ever happened with it.

There was one thing though that always stayed with the area and with the everlasting horizons that extended beyond the boundary of the school. As the pool was completed, the total school boundary got a revamp. As a result, the bushes were all cleared up and the whole scene from across the far end of the school and in fact a few good meters beyond it was now clearly visible from even the windows of our class.Hence, the area that was once visible only by subsiding the bushes and physically entering the territory was now very much visible even from a distance. As our classes went on, I always stopped to take note of a person who always donned white overalls and who almost always seemed to be standing near one of the poles,which ostensibly belonged to the same series as the one which emitted a sound, and then would go away after some stipulated time. This always happened in the morning. As my classroom shifted to the dorsal side of the school, I was no longer in a position of taking a note of this man's presence. Then a few years later, once again my classroom was shifted to the frontal side. This time,the man's regime seemed to have changed as he no longer stood near the pole. But one day, when the clouds were pouring heavily, an extremely sharp short circuit seemed to have trickled that pole. The light and the sound were sharp enough to let me know that these poles were a part of an electric transmission. Hence what I witnessed years ago was an electronic pole emitting a kind of tone which one gets by dialing some code number on landline telephone. That was enough to let me know of what the sight wanted to convey. There may be a force whose veracity may be very very specious and apocryphal and yet as long as you don't have enough evidence to outright deny it, you're not supposed to titillate it !

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