Ubin

Ubin islanders have ghost stories to tell. They tell stories how they got themselves lost at places they have been many times before. There is supposedly a ghost who cause people to walk in circles for hours.

Campers at Noordin Beach have claimed to have seen a screaming banshee dressed in white. Sounds very much like white herons flapping about at night. But then again one spirit medium says it was an unavenged ghost.

I haven’t met any ghosts or spirits yet. Perhaps they have accepted me in their midst and decided not to frighten me. On the other hand the vibes are so strong that I don’t think I would dare ever camp or explore alone in the dark. Carrying several flashlights is reassuring. You know its time to run when all flashlights fail at the same time.

The closest encounter I experienced when my friend did not respond to us when we are just metres away in broad daylight. A minute later we were puzzled when he asked us how we ‘came here’. The lost sensation he felt was so eerie that he swore he met a ghost and will never go back there again. The puzzling event is even more mysterious when it was collaborated by another Ubin villager who related the same experience.

Once during a durian hunt, a friend of mine found himself covered with fetid odors that he is convinced that the entrails holding Pontianak might be following him. He made prayers for protection, rang temple bell in the middle of the night and slept clutching a large knife.

The stories should not stop one from exploring Ubin. Like wildlife, the spirits hide themselves when there visitors around. Its at the magic hour from 8pm to 10pm when ley lines opens up when one felt or see spirits in certain mysterious parts of Ubin.

This is a hut used by the dreaded Kempetai police during the Japanese occupation. SPI mediums claimed they saw spirits cowering in fear. The islanders were sad to see it demolished by land office.