It the time of the year again. It is halloween day.
Contrary to the general public expectation, Halloween have little significant to me.
Nowadays for most people, halloween is just a secular holiday celebrated with parties which allows
slutty costumes along with the usual
dancing and grinding to the loud pumping music.
And with the assumption that i am fond to ogling sexy bodies in tight n little outfit n dancing n grinding (jumping n headbanging) to the loud thumping bass, people expect me to like halloween day.
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Long time ago(and for some current cult), Halloween is not just a secular holiday. The
wiccans(witches) celebrates this day as
samhain day. They believe in this day the border between this world and the
other world is weaken, causing more spirits, good or bad to crossover to our world. Therefore at this time, it is said that their spell will be more powerful.
Strangely this is the other reason that some people would assume that i celebrates halloween. It might be the existing notion that i am
keeping a pet and/or
practise witchcraft. *believing in such power is stronger than God's will is blasphemy
I dont blame them to have suspected such things considering the amount of time I spend locked in my room, how I can suddenly be everywhere, how sometimes I am unusually silent, how on seldom occasion I can really eat a lot and how generally lucky I am.
It is surprising how fast people come into conclusion considering they are not from the same village or the nearby village. They dont even have the privelege of having the full story of my ancestry.
The fact that my late grandmother is a
mak andam, local traditional wedding planner who usually applies
not only make up to the bride to make them look pretty.
The fact that my late grandfather was a headmaster of a school who own a mystical
keris(inherited by my uncle) and a book called
tajul muluk(inherited by my mother but unfortunately burnt by my father) which he refers to when helping people as a 'healer'.
The informations are highly sensitive which with a little snooping on wikipedia would reveal a purely coincidental fact that the father of wiccan,
Gerald Gardner once resided in malaya. During his stay, he became interested with the local weaponry and magic. Whe wrote a book about keris, excavated tombs at johore lama(i have relatives there).
And then there is rumor that while I am doing my mbbs here in india, I will research about the secrets of ayurveda, yoga, alchemy, and the likes to find
immortality. (some even say I want to complete my own version of my book of shadows).
let me confirm that I do not celebrate halloween. Well, not in a wearing a
skimpy n tight leather boxer with horns and fake bloods splattered all over my body and
dance n grind (jumping up n down n headbanging) with strangers.
Or even locked up in my room sitting in a croossleg in the middle of a
pentagram or a circle possibly with a
big scrap book open in front of me and incense burning,
an urn full of burning bones n herbs n suspicious looking powder and/or a pot of thick gooey fluorescent coloured liguid stirred while reciting some nonsensical
rhymes preferably in Sanskrit.
The way I celebrated halloween is by enjoying the delicious
tv show specials and movies. And in recent years, I could expext a free treat in the form of a couple(or more) slices of
secret recipes cakes. But this year I realise I am not in ktt anymore, meaning that I have to settle for a less perishable treats which will probably arrive 1 or 2 weeks later, possibly even later considering the exam season
