My name is Surupa. This happened to me around the year 2003 and had just moved into our new apartment; since my grandfather had passed away before we entered our new apartment in NCR area of Delhi, hence we could not perform a pooja and had to make do with a small pooja which I performed on behalf of my parents. The plan of my apartment is fairly simple, we have small lobby followed by a medium sized living-cum-dinig area. Also there is a pooja room+library, moving along that way is the kitchen and a utility verandah. Then comes the guest room with an attached bathroom, diagonally opposite is my room which I use rarely due to heat and directly opposite is my parents bedroom with another bathroom; it shares a wall with the bathroom attached to the guest-room.
Everything was going fine until one summer night I was washing up after dinner in my bathroom attached to my parents bedroom and had bent down to rinse my mouth.
Since I was the only person in the room at that moment, I was a little scared of the silence. I felt the hair on my head stand on end and a voice calling me by my pet name "Bonnie" and a hand on my back. I immediately straightened up and faced the mirror only to see nothing around and as the air conditioner was on in the bedroom the room door was closed and my parents were in conversing in the kitchen with each other. There was no way anyone could enter without my notice as the door to my parents bedroom squeaks and I have an acute sense of hearing.
I informed my parents about the same and ended up getting laughed at as they are hardcore sceptics and do not believe in the existence of Spirits and Ghosts. But it is my firm belief that it was none other than my late Grandfather who came to me that night and comforted me as I was sad over his passing on without getting a chance to see and live at our own apartment.