I think that strange, sometimes inexplicable things happen to many people. It's just that these people have no time to stop and think about them. And gradually any, even the strangest, case is forgotten, relegated to the far corners of memory by routine everyday affairs. And you try to remember. Surely in the piggy bank of your memory, like mine, there are several strange and inexplicable stories from the usual point of view. For example, here is one of my …
In February 2003, my father-in-law died. It cannot be said that this was a big surprise for everyone. He is a former military man, and after his retirement, as they say, he went crazy - for several years he drank bitter, gradually turning from a taut, disciplined officer into a person with a shattered psyche, aggressive and uncontrollable, with whom it was simply impossible to stay under one roof. If he took a drink, the mother-in-law immediately left the house. Anywhere: to one of your friends or relatives, if only away from your husband. This went on for years and, of course, could not last forever.
In one of these hard drinking, the mother-in-law, as usual, could not stand it, left the house in the evening to visit her friend. True, at that moment she was very restless in her soul, tormented by a premonition of something bad. When she returned home early in the morning and opened the door, she found her dead husband on the floor of the room. The doctor's conclusion was simple - the heart could not stand it.
The father-in-law was buried. As usual, at the commemoration many good words were said about the deceased. Frankly, everyone was very offended that vodka ruined such a strong and healthy man who had never been sick, one might say, in his entire life, never learned what a pill is.
On the eve of the ninth day after his death, the mother-in-law asked her friend to stay overnight to help with the commemoration. Moreover, all these days she was very restless. She was very worried that she was not next to her husband at the time of his death. In order to somehow dump this burden, somewhere after midnight, the mother-in-law decided to pray for the peace of the soul and ask the Lord for forgiveness.
And suddenly, at about a quarter to an hour, the doorbell rang sharply. The mother-in-law and her friend looked at each other in surprise:
- Who could it be?
The doorbell continued to ring insistently. The mother-in-law carefully looked through the peephole. Nobody! She felt creepy. The peephole on the door was stereoscopic, the entire site was clearly visible through it, and even the bell button itself fell into view. It was simply impossible to call without being noticed. But someone called!
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This went on for about fifteen minutes: the bell rattled, and there was no one in the peephole!
In the end, the frightened friends locked themselves in the bedroom and sat there until it all stopped. After the persistent invisible calmed down, the mother-in-law plucked up courage and went out onto the stairs. It turned out to be empty - quiet and peaceful on all five floors.
When the next day my mother-in-law told us this story in a trembling, low voice, we also felt uneasy. After all, we knew her as a woman completely not prone to fantasies, not hovering in the clouds. We believed her unconditionally!
Until now, celebrating the next anniversary of the death of my wife's father, we remember this story and wonder what it was: did my father-in-law's soul come to say goodbye before leaving this world forever, or is there some other, more rational explanation? What do you say to that?
Oleg POCHTAR, Alma-Ata