I didn't have any ghostly visit for a very long time and I was beginning to think that maybe I'm not the one haunted and I have just been sensitive enough to experience whatever I have experienced in the past. After I came to this site, I researched somethings about the paranormal and kind of made peace with the "The Other Side". But it all sort of came crashing down yesterday.
Well day before yesterday, I was in my apartment and in the morning around 6 a.m. IST, my boyfriend came over from Kazakhstan. He was tired after 17 hours of journey, so he right away went for the bath. And being really cold that day, I again went back to my bed and fell asleep.
I was awoken to a pat and then a kiss on my forehead. I opened my eyes and saw no one and the moisture of the kiss was still there on my forehead. I thought it might have been my boyfriend and just as I was about to yell and ask him to make coffee, he yelled out my name from the bathroom asking me to stop kidding and open the bathroom door. I jumped out of the bed and saw the bathroom door lock was unlocked and yet he was struggling from inside to open it. So I just pushed the door and it opened easily to my boyfriend's surprise. He was really, really surprised as he told me that the door just wouldn't budge, no matter how much he pulled it.
I joked off this incident thinking he lost his strength. But it was in my mind as I knew the pat and kiss felt very very real rather than a sleep paralysis dream or anything.
This was the first incident of that day which we later concluded to be "paranormal", if I wasn't going crazy.
Second incident happened when I was out with him to the famous locations in the city. We were at a Buddhist monastery and he was talking to the head monk of the Gompa (Buddhist temple) inside the temple and I was sitting outside and admiring the Tibetan buildings, a young monk boy came and stood next to me staring. I started talking to him and he kept looking behind me, then he held my hand and pulled me inside the temple. I was kind of hesitant to go inside (I have always been hesitant, never known why!) but he looked at me and said, "Just... Come. Come." He pulled me until where the head monk was standing and then looked at the entrance of the temple. Then he went running to the other monks in the other room of the temple and got me a red thread with 8 knots in it and said it was a charm for me as gift.
We came back and my boyfriend went to get some snacks and I went straight to my apartment. When I entered, I reached for water pitcher on the dining table and as soon as I poured water in the glass, I heard a distinct "Go!" and it appeared to have come from my bedroom. It was an angry harsh voice but couldn't understand whether it was that of a man or a woman. I jumped and ran towards the front door when I dashed into my boyfriend and asked him to check out the room. He thought I was being paranoid for no reason.
Then later at night we both were watching re-runs of the show "Supernatural" and he joked about me hearing disembodied voices, flickering lights, scratches and just then we both heard a faint laughter of a woman. We both were stunned and at this moment he rewound the DVD to see whether the laughter was in the show but it wasn't. Then minutes after that, we were discussing about ghosts and we again heard someone humming (I think it might have been the old Cantonese song "Tears of Love"). This freaked me out and I asked him to stop speaking nonsense and just watch the show.
And then, when we were getting ready to sleep, he suggested that maybe we kept salt near us so as to protect against the ghosts and I told him to do whatever. And at this point, he went to the kitchen and when he came back, he jumped onto the bed. I yelled at him for that as he took me by surprise, and just then he said that he saw something in the kitchen. Though the kitchen was pitch dark but he saw a shape of a man sitting on the kitchen platform. He switched on the lights and the shape seemed to disappear. He took the rock salt from the shelf and while switching it off again, looked at the same place where the shape was supposed to be (he thought maybe he mistook some shadow) but the shape or shadow wasn't there. Then he realized that something is definitely wrong.
Then he said that he is going to recite some Buddhist prayers for us and at that time I took the salt and threw it on the blanket and room (That's what Winchesters do (Supernatural shows heroes)). During this time while I was throwing salt, I heard a faint whisper "Don't". I interrupted my boyfriend, and then we both heard a distinct harsh "NO".
And that moment, I just prayed and while praying I fell asleep. Nothing has happened since that day except that I think I might have been poked by thin air. And I guess something or someone is angry in my apartment and I am scared.