My first experience/encounter with the paranormal happened at the age of 12. Like I have mentioned in my profile, my dad passed away when I was little and I grew up idolizing my mother, a tarot card reader. We settled down in Concord, New Hampshire but went back to India for a couple of weeks as my grandmother was about to breathe her last.
My mom was very attached to her and granny always wanted to meet me before she closed her eyes for one last time. So, we took a flight from Boston with a layover at Frankfurt and then to Chennai.
We missed our flight in Frankfurt due to a snowstorm and had to wait for a day until we got a rebooked flight. While I was about to board the flight, I heard someone call my name. I turned back and asked mum if she had called me, she said 'No'. And then we took our seats in the flight and I was listening to a few songs in my sony walkman. (we did not have Ipods/Mp3 players during those days).
I was trying to sleep, when I heard the same voice again, I woke up and then the entire flight was empty and my granny was next to me and looking at me. I was shocked.
I was searching for my mum, but couldn't see her. My granny came next to me and said, "all I wanted was to see your face one last time. But fate never let that happen. So I came looking for you. You look exactly like your dad. I wish he had lived long enough to see you grow into a man. Do not worry. I will take care of you as long as you live". She kept fading away and suddenly I woke up and realized it was a dream.
I immediately told mum that I had a dream like that and she started sobbing uncontrollably.
She said she had a similar dream, where granny bid farewell to my mum as well.
I brushed aside the fact that it was granny's spirit and still had the slightest of hope that she would be waiting for me in Chennai.
After we reached home in Chennai, we realized Granny passed away a day ago around the same time my mom and myself had the dream.
They had to cremate her immediately as they couldn't get a freezer box to hold her corpse until we arrived.
I felt completely heart broken. I have never seen my granny in my life but the amount of love and affection she had on me was huge. She wanted me to come to her at least once before she died. I never had the chance to show her the same kind of affection even once. And my fate, I will have to live with that guilt for the rest of my life.
Even now, every year, on the day she died, I still get the same dream, with granny at a much happier place and constantly taking care of us.