The Bonds Of Love ...

Today is spooky Tuesday and I'm going to post something spooky over here. So, for all those of you who are afraid of ghost stories (you know who you are) and all that, don't read this at night! LOL! Well, actually it isn't really spooky la. It's just a follow up to one of my earlier posts. Remember the one where I wrote about how daft I was as a kid and that I used to stay in front of a cemetery? I did mention that I'd post some of the weird goings on that I experienced over there.

I'm actually not really in such a great mood to post anything but I don't want to ruin anyone's day by being such a grump! I know my best buddy is already complaining that I complain too much in my blog ... LOL! So anyway, back to the story. A little recap here for the benefit of those who didn't read that earlier posting I wrote. Or you could go here and read the whole post about how stupid I was when I was young.

When I was about 3 or so years old, I lived in this little seaside town called Port Dickson in a government quarters cos my dad was attached to the National Electricity Board back then. These small clump of quarters were kinda isolated in this sort of jungle area with only about 8 families living here. And to get into the area, one had to pass four different cemeteries belonging to four different religions, the Christians, the Muslims, the Hindus and the Chinese ones along this jungle covered road.

Our quarters happen to be right smack in front of the Chinese one. For us back then it was no big deal cos we're so used to it and nobody was really scared of anything even though the place became dead (pun intended) quiet at night. There were no other houses around with the nearest being quite a long distance away. Even though, no one was really bothered about all these cemeteries, they was a rule about not playing outside after 6-7pm cos old folks back then believed spirits would follow you home.

I've always thought that cemeteries though scary looking at nights were really a safe place to be in. I mean, ghosts normally haunt the places they died and no one has ever really died in a cemetery right? They're all just buried there, so it should be safe. Well, far from it. Now, what I'm going to tell you is true. I've seen it with my own eyes and all the families who lived in this quarters have seen it.

There was this Chinese couple on the way to their wedding who happened to meet with a tragic accident on the way to their ceremony. Both the bride and bridegroom didn't make it. They died together in the smashed up car. So they were buried in the Chinese cemetery right opposite our place. No one really bothered cos we've seen funerals there so many times.

But one day, after exactly one year since that couple's death, one of the families living there started screaming for everyone to come out. I was about 4 years old back then. And what we saw was a sight that made everyone's hair stand on end! I was too young to really feel the significance of it but it still did give me the shivers. There coming out from the very grave they couple was buried was this ghostly white apparition of the couple walking hand in hand out from the cemetery and heading down the road into nothingness!

And believe me, I am not making this up. I can get my mom to verify this. It was widely speculated that the couple were going back to the scene of their accident. For what, I don't know. No one ever followed them out. The first time everyone saw it, we were all stunned into silence with some families saying prayers so loud, it could have woken the dead. And it wasn't a one off thing. This happened every year on the same date. And soon it became like a little event for all of us.

We'd all gather on that particular date at the veranda of the quarters around 8pm onwards and it would be like a scene of some outdoor movie, cos everyone would have drinks and food and wait for the couple to appear from their grave and they did not disappoint us. They would without fail come out every year and head down the road and we'd all sit quietly and watch them. Unfortunately we were all not rich back then so none of us had any cameras or such to actually document the thing.

And even until I left the place to come live in the city in KL, around the time I was 7 years old, they were still walking hand in hand every year. It was such a sad sight but atleast they died together and are with each other for all eternity. Though why they needed to go to the place of the accident sure beats the hell out of me. Maybe their souls were not at peace yet. Maybe they were stuck in limbo over here for not fulfilling their marriage vows or something. I really don't know. But I seriously hope they're at peace now.

The strange thing is back then I wasn't really such a big coward unlike now. Maybe it was things like these that shaped me into becoming a coward when it comes to all things supernatural. I think if I saw something like that now, I'd freak out and faint right away ... LOL! Anyways, I still have another story about the cemeteries which I will save for another day. But in the meantime, for those of you who need some help with wrinkles, now, I'm not saying that you do have wrinkle, but if you do, the check out this top wrinkle cream, it just might be the cream for you :D
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