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  -Shishir Kumar India is a land of mystery. When we add ancient to the current Indian map the mystery gets graver. How were we 4000 years ago? Literature here take us on a mystical journey into our missing past that looks exactly like the one we are living today. Read and get a serious jolt to rethink if we are missing our yesterday or we are living a time loop! 1. Dasaavtra - Theory of evolution   While the rest of the world waited for Theory of evolution till 19th century, India had it since 3138 BCE. The Dasvtara is about the incarnation of the Hindu God Vishnu. According to it God incarnated on earth the following sequence - Fish (Water dweller), Turtle (water and Land Dweller), boar (Land dweller), Narshima (Half human half animal), Dwarf (The undeveloped human), Parshuram (the hunter), Rama (homo sapiens) the ninth Krishna was portrayed as the smarter upgrade while the ninth that is yet to come shall be responsible for the destruction of Earth – we see our

Death. It's inevitable and since the time immemorial, has mystified and dismayed us. Death is the only certitude of life but can we predict it? Well science cannot really predict your death for you. Here we brings before you the first series of our articles describing various signs of death as elucidated in Ayurveda, the ancient healing science. As flower is manifestation preceding the would-be fruit, certain morbidities precede death. Sometimes a fruit may appear without a preceding flower but the certain morbidities do not recede without causing death. In the upcoming articles we shall discuss the morbidities which are not etiological in nature but resemble them in effect. In fact, they appear without any apparent cause and indicates the measure of the life-span particularly the signs of imminent death due to decadence of life. Keeping up the pace with our previous article, signs relating to the fatal morbidities are schematized owing to their conspicuousness. These corpor

- Shishir Kumar And the later part night went discussing that what we just saw was what the Bengali legends call Dakini or this is the entity that is known as Chudail. Still not clear, but we had definitely seen something very disturbing. It was a challenge I had taken up. A tantric in his mid 40s had asked me to accompany him to the funeral ground where he would evoke the spirits and I would be able to see them. The condition was I should not run away. I? Run Away? Are you serious? He had asked me to come by 11 at night. But out of anxiety and pure happiness, I bought a bottle of 100 pipers and rushed to his house exact at 9. As I barged into his hut, he sat on a mat that looked like a cheap replica of tiger skin. That was the only cloth around him. Further, he was covered with beads and rosary. That was what I could see prima facie. His hut had an entry from right, he sat in the middle of opposite wall and visitors could sit leaning the left wall of the house. As my e

-Shishir Kumar I don’t know where to start this narration from. I am even unsure whether to put this incident in my experiences with ghosts or not. To be clearer I put this very instance of my life in the category of “supernatural”. It was weird and is till date a puzzle about what actually had happened during that missing hour of my life. Year 2002 Date 16th January I clearly remember the date as that week of my life was different. Far away from books, no isomerism, no LHS=RHS, no reflection and rarefaction and no tension of calculating the per capita income – a perfect life as I imagined. I studied in the 11th standard then. Back in my school, my name meant trouble for the school administration. I was the ring master of all the students who were ‘grown ups’. Bashing of a Romeos, non-cooperation movement by students, seizer of heap of crackers before Dipawali, weird chemicals in chemistry labs to the sobbing smarty and raw agents – the administration exactly knew wh

-Shishir Kumar Switching from a bona fide crime reporter to a paranormal researcher indeed needed a jolt to start. Prior, dealing crime scene, visiting post mortem houses and sitting besides depleted dead bodies and writing notes was an everyday affair. No fear and no thought of ghost. The inherit fear and belief on ghost, that I had since childhood, had vanished with time. I could without emotion see the lynched bodies, whose sight would give a normal person sleepless nights for months. I sat as the postmortem went on, sipping tea, peeping inside the corpse to understand what led to the organ failure. In this routine life I too needed a break. An evening I switched off all the phones and caught a bus to my native village. That was how I did it every time, even my office and family was OK with it by then. My village lies very near to the Himalayan range. It had just two families till 50s, who had shifted post Bhoodan movement in that area, later joined by labors and Bangl

-Shishir Kumar He did not have those human skulls around him; neither did I find a pinch of funeral ash on his body nor was he covered with exotic rudraksh beads. Clad in a just black dhoti, he sat surrounded by some 50 followers who seemed in a different zone of ecstasy. He had come down from his cave near Ambajee in Gujarat to meet his disciples. I met Adeshnathjee Aghori, the aghor guru, in Delhi to be a part of his 20 days journey around India and to understand what this world of supernatural had to offer. Here I am sharing with a part of my talks with the great saint. Q. Gurujee, why is Aghor so fearful? A. Did you get frightened seeing me? Aghor is exactly opposite. It means which is not fearful. The very basic of Aghor is that you should be a part of this universe and when you are a part of everything and everyone on this living earths how you can be fearful to anyone. Aghor is not just tantra that people think about. It is the path to god realizatio