Although I have had no confirmable experiences with the other side, I can say my interest in the 'paranormal' and this site is an act of precaution or maybe caution. A few of my family though, have had the fortune or misfortune or neither of experiencing 'their' company. The following account is one of the many that a grandmother of mine has been through.
My grandmother lives in a small town - Srirangapattana near Mysore. It was a small village during the time of this story, mud roads, travel by foot or bullock carts, oil lamps during night, firewood and agriculture and the like. She was somewhat appreciated for her services as a midwife then. Once late at night, it was raining hard when she heard someone calling her name outside. There was a middle aged lady at the door. She asked my grandma to leave immediately with her to help someone deliver a baby as no one else was willing to go out in the rain. My grandma obliged and they left for a place that was a bit off from the village. My grandma instructed the lady to go get the proper medicine and herbs for the needs of the delivery and after and went to the house. She helped make the delivery and instructed the household, who were in tears as they thought no help would come during that rain, on how to take care of the newborn and the mother and when the deal was done, she returned home and slept.
She asked around in the morning if the middle aged lady was given the medicine. But she didn't hear anything about it. So, my grandma let the matter go. That night, again there was someone calling her name outside. On opening the door, she saw the middle aged lady and inquired if the mother and child were well and if any more help was needed to which the lady started thanking her profusely for helping her daughter bring in the newborn. My grandma was surprised that it was the lady's daughter because she assumed that a mother would know how to bring in another's child. She asked my grandma if there was anything she wanted in return to which my grandma declined saying that it was her duty and no reward was necessary. The lady insisted and upon more resistance from my grandma, she thanked her one last time and left.
The next morning, my grandma found a very large bronze\ copper vessel and a few more vessels inside it (which were worth a small fortune at that time) at the back of her house. It was too heavy to be lifted by less than 3 or 4 people and there was no way anyone could get that to the fenced back yard (somewhat) without making a good deal of noise (this was back in the 40's or 50's when there were no vehicles or electricity in most of rural India) and waking up the whole village. My grandma was stumped by this... But suspecting the middle aged lady's gratefulness, asked around about it. No one knew. So, she went to the house that was a bit off from town to ask the lady to take them back. Then the daughter told her that her mother, that lady, died some time back. Imagine my grandma's face when she heard that. She realised then that the mother heard her daughter's cries for help on that rainy night from who knows where and came to answer. My grandma gave away those vessels to a temple (she couldn't use those giant things anyway) and prayed for the grateful lady.
I was glad and relieved when I heard this story after hearing a lot of bad goings on about ghosts. My grandma has seen both sides to 'them'. Maybe I'll put down one of her not so pleasant experiences here next time.