Unexplained Experiences and Life Lessons: A Journey Through the Supernatural and Rational

Unexplained Experiences and Life Lessons: A Journey Through the Supernatural and Rational

Have you ever experienced something that goes beyond the rational and into the realm of the supernatural? I have, and it started with the notorious bacchanalia of my neighbors.

One particular night, the noise level from next door reached a new incomprehensible height. As I tried to find solace in my thoughts and eventually ended up turning off the light, a few minutes later, it flared up again. That was when the idea came to mind: I would lower all the levers on the switchboard. As if in response, the light bulbs on the ceiling began to turn on and off spontaneously, following their own rhythm.

I closed my eyes again, hoping for some peace. But the sound of a slamming door between my sons' room and mine brought me out of a state of light drowsiness. The door wouldn't close or open normally; it began to do so with a bang on its own.

As if in response to these words, a tall metal chair standing near the same door fell to the floor with a terrible crash. Days passed, and the water pipes started humming. Even the walls of the shower stall began to shake when I went into the shower. Weeks later, warm water began to flow from the ceiling above the boiler, located on the roof. These were not supernatural occurrences, but darn strange ones nonetheless.

Stranger Things in Jagannath Puri

While traveling to Jagannath Puri, an interesting and somewhat eerie encounter took place. Among the eight passengers on our coach, one sat opposite me and initiated a conversation that would change my perspective.

He asked, 'Should I tell you something?' I nodded, feeling intrigued. 'Tell me if it's right or wrong,' he said. 'You put the comfort of your family before yourself. You are a very family-oriented girl. You can easily sacrifice for them.' He was spot on, though my family would strongly disagree. 'Stop doing that, lol. Take care of yourself as well.' He pointed out that while I knew what was right for my body, I still chose to eat the wrong food, specifically mentioning my addiction to coffee and how I had stopped drinking it and started eating healthy.

He advised me to stop keeping my problems to myself and trust others more. 'Don't take the entire burden of the world on yourself,' he added. 'Am I right or not?' I nodded, laughing at his accurate observation. 'And lastly, don't depend on God yet. Your work is pending; you have to work hard. Your end of the deal is yet to be fulfilled.' His words resonated with me, even though I was not an atheist anymore and was relying on God in general.

'How do you know all this?' I asked, puzzled. 'I'm just a medium, I'm nobody. The mouth is mine, but the words aren't. It's all someone's grace,' he explained cryptically. 'Possibly take it as a message to you and work on it.'

Our conversation lasted half an hour, and he gave me detailed advice as if I were a child, making sure I understood every point he was making. I inquired if he could give the same advice to my parents, but he was reluctant and silently slipped away from our coach, leaving me with a message to ponder.