ealdwita, on 14 May 2012 - 10:50 PM, said:
Us oldies had our moments too, ya know!
Serving with the 7th.Royal Gurkha Rifles in the late 60’s, I found myself mixed up in a bit of unpleasantness now known as the ‘Indonesian Confrontation’. Our job was to patrol the border between Sarawak and Indonesian–held Kalimantan. Early in 1966, during the ‘Claret’ operation, a patrol, plus a couple of Border Scouts returned to base jumping up and down with excitement about something. I took the Scouts and the Patrol Jemadar into the Command Basha and sat them down. After several mugs of tea, I managed to calm a Scout down long enough to tell me what had happened. Apparently, the previous day they’d been breaking camp when one of the lads spotted several shapes in the jungle. If any of them were still sleepy, I imagine that served to wake ‘em up!
The description I got was beyond vagueness! According to the Jemadar, these ‘shapes’ seemed to be tall, stick-like females, about five of them, who seemed to move effortlessly through what was quite heavy-duty jungle. All the Scouts would say was “Hantu Gala”, over and over again. Being ultra-busy at the time and making no sense of it, I logged it as an ‘Unidentified Sighting (No Contact)’ and left it at that.
On our return to Kuantan, I looked up this ‘Hantu Gala’ and discovered it to be what is known to the locals as a ‘pole ghost’ – usually female – who frequent bamboo groves and the surrounding jungle, and who are known to closely observe humans that encroach on their territory, but never make any advances or contact. The best way to drive them off is to snap a twig loudly. Doesn’t sound very scary does it, but I’m willing to bet that under the right conditions, a sighting like that could loosen one’s bowels somewhat!
Wouldn’t you know it, somebody took a camera along on the patrol preceding that one!
See, now that is cool. I never really got outside the wire enough to do a dismounted movement or patrol, the chain of command wouldn't let me go, even though I wouldn't let go of my Capt's ear about it. I honestly didn't research about Afghanistan's ghosts any before I had got out there, and I had kind of forgotten the subject because I was deployed. Unfortunately, the subject apparently didn't forget me.
As a civillian I've had a few experiences before this. One or two of them can definitely be dismissed by skeptics, but I still believe them, and I won't really go into detail about the whole "Haunted Subway" story I have, but I've seen some paranormal things. Just never really researched actual occurences before I went into a place. I know better now though...
"Conformnity is the jailer of freedom, and the enemy of growth." -John F. Kennedy