Sunday, March 30, 2008

SIMPLE QUESTIONS

SIMPLE QUESTIONS

We were eating dinner at our open terrace. We suddenly heard a moderately loud sound caused by the closing of our screened door. It could not be caused by the wind because the door was opened only when pushed strongly and closes automatically, pulled by spring. Anyway as we heard the sound, the three male helpers quickly responded by running to the place. If a robber planned to enter and suddenly backed out, he could have been apprehended as there were no lights along the dark and crowded alley at the laundry area where he can only exit. What could have caused the opening of the door?

Last night my wife did her laundry as usual, using a washing machine. She went up late in the night to sleep upstairs. Before going up she saw to it that all doors were closed and the lights were turned off except the one at the sala that we leave open every night. On waking up in the morning she discovered that the door and the light at the comfort room of the ground floor was open as well as the door of the adjacent room. I was then still upstairs doing my morning chores. Now, who could have opened the door and the light? The helpers were all staying and sleeping at the quarter outside the house.

It would have been easier to conclude that my sister who died two months ago was making herself felt but my wife and I and also the helpers all didn’t believe in ghost. Furthermore, ghosts are supposed to be spirits, meaning no material parts and were incapable of opening doors and lights. But again who did the questionable acts?

Granting that ghosts are real why would my sister decide to let her be felt only two months after her death?

Was it because my gardener asked if he could have and use the perfumes and other toiletries that she left behind? Was it because the helpers sometimes, while watching the T.V. were using her well cared-for sofa set to the point of carelessly putting their feet over the low-legged table when inadvertently carried away by what they were watching? Or was it because the piano and the cabinet that she gave to her favorite nephew were still there?

It couldn’t be because I tried to rearrange everything inside the house to make it look more decent and welcoming than it never was when she was alive. It couldn’t be because I converted her room into a Biomat clinic and the adjacent terrace was opened to be used as waiting area. It couldn’t be all that because I knew she believed in my orderly taste. Well…

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