Team Pentacle

-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