Chapter 03

Nuh uh. This is definitely not happening. And it was not even like that cute little kid from The Sixth Sense when he said that. I poked him with my fingers to make sure he was not a projection but immediately took a step away from him. He was not cold to the touch, but he was not warm either. Also, I was more stunned about the fact that I could touch him at all and not my hand going through him like in Harry Potter’s ghosts.

He too seemed equally shocked, that I could touch him.

“You...can touch me?!” he said astonished, staring at me like I was some weird apparition and not him “What are you?” he asked reverently looking up at me “Are you some...........seer? or a medium?”

I had to resist my urge to roll my eyes. Great. First I find a ghost in my bedroom and second, he accuses me of being some kind of witch or medium or some ty supernatural being. There went my hopes of a “new life” down the drain.Just when I am about to start my life afresh, I am harangued by some weirdly dressed ghost of some Chinese dude. This definitely ought to count in my Karma points, or I'll demand a refund from god.

“But why are you still hanging around here? Shouldn’t you be in the afterlife or something?” I asked, ignoring his question.

He was silent for a minute and just when I was wondering if I had to resort to sign language to make him understand what I just said, he said “I don’t know....I just came into existence like a ghost after I died a few centuries back. I have been in this house ever since” looking contemplative, staring out of the window.

I started feeling sorry for