SHAMEFUL WAY TO TREAT A SPIRIT
Once Susantha drove all the way from Kandy to Kohuwela with his family to attend a social function his mother-in-law had organized. On the following morning he left the family in Kohuwela and went back home. In Kandy he had dinner at the Lyon Café and went to his empty house alone. Once he parked the car under the hood, he locked the front gate and went to his bedroom to retire for the day..
For his own security, he locked the bedroom door and kept a battery powered torch and a hatchet close at hand, set the alarm clock to wake up in the morning and went to sleep after saying usual night prayers.
Dog's Howl & Woman's Bawling
Approximately around 1:00 a.m, his German shepherd dog started to howl in a shattering manner from the storeroom. Coinciding with its barking, he heard a woman weeping and sobbing immediately outside his bedroom window, which was closed and locked firmly.
Her bawling was akin to a woman in pain during childbirth. When the yowling became spookier and gaudier, he sat on the bed quite panicked and petrified. He prepared to confront with the unknown and sat on the bed, holding the battery-powered torch in one hand and the small axe in the other.
Next moment he heard as if someone was ransacking wardrobes and drawers and packing stuff into boxes inside the house and it gave the impression of cartons were being dragged from side to side and hitting the walls with force. For a moment he wondered whether any intruder, having noticed that the inmates of the house were out, trying to rob.
Prayers & Dead Silence
Susantha had no option but to wait inside the locked bedroom not knowing what to expect next! Despite his outwardly heroic appearance, he began to shiver within and started saying prayers non-stop! Suddenly a dead silence reigned and even the dog's howl became deflated. Thoroughly confused by now, he lounged on the bed and tried to figure out what would have taken place. Seemingly, he fell asleep.
In the morning he opened the bedroom window cautiously to see whether anything unusual had taken place, then opened the main door with the hatchet in hand and jumped out to figure out whatever took place in the night. To his amazement everything seemed to be in order. He immediately took a walk round the house with the German Shephard but could not find any indication of an intruder or a robber stepping into the premises.
Continuation of Squealing
From that night onwards the weird squealing of the woman became a regular feature which frightened his family unduly to the extent they could not possibly live there any longer with the constant hollering of the woman and the dog's wailing every night. Finally they made a decision to leave Kandy and moved to Nugegoda.
If I narrate another story, Piyadigama's experience is completely a different one where a grandmother in Panadura, who had died in 1979, possessed a little girl. Apparently, the grandmother loved all her grandchildren but she was very fond of one particular girl whom she possessed after her death.
Whenever she 'entered' the little girl's body the child started to struggle as if she was getting strangled. During such moments she used to cry saying: "Aachchi leave me alone"! When medical doctors were consulted, they put it down to her "missing the grandmother" and advised parents she would be all right gradually, yet the poor girl's life became a misery making her younger brothers and sisters getting petrified when she went into a stupor. When her parents' endeavours to exorcise the grandmother's soul from the girl's body with the help of Catholic Priests, Buddhist Monks, Bodhi Pujas and Shanthikarmas and everything failed, they sought the assistance of a fearsome looking exorcist (Kattadiya) from Ambalangoda.
During a full night, operation by the exorcist at the young girl's house with a congregation of neighbours and relatives, the exorcist's chanting progressed while the girl blabbered in an inconceivable language until she became exhausted and fell asleep.
Around 5 a.m. the next morning she woke up and let out a blood-curdling scream, which Piyadigama says, ‘still resonates in his ears even today whenever he thinks about it’. He described it as an extremely lurid and ear-piercing echo, which lingered in the air long after it had stopped and, thereafter she collapsed on to the ground semi-consciously.
Finally Kattadiya managed to command the spirit in an authoritative tone to enter the bottle he was holding while his mate played the drums non-stop. Once the exorcist managed to get the ‘grandmother's spirit’ into the bottle, he sealed the lid properly ensuring the lid will never ever be released! Subsequently, the exorcist and his men went in a boat and dropped the bottle containing the spirit tied to a heavy stone and dropped it into the deep sea for the spirit to never return!
Kattadiya had told Piyadigama's father (who had been in the boat with the exorcist and his mate) that if ever the trapped spirit were to escape from the bottle, would be his end! The little girl immediately recovered.
With the passage of time she qualified as a lecturer and is presently married and quite happy, says Piyadigama. She seems to believe that 'her grandmother would never have hurt her and it was only a malefic period that had passed," but the million dollar question is whether that trapped soul in a bottle in the deep sea will ever see light again even in a million years! People do such inhuman things without giving much thought as if they are born here to be permanent, but such a sin is irretrievable.
Piyadigama seems to believe in such occurrences even the science cannot explain! "It is quite easy to laugh at such incidences and dismiss them as stupid or imprudent until it happens to you," he says.