Dua tiga hari ni tengah heboh pasal UiTM Lendu.. Apakah sebenarnya yang terjadi kat UiTM Lendu ni? Terdengan banyak cerita terutama di blog-blog dan twitter yang menerangkan kejadian-kejadian mistik yang berlaku di sana seperti barangan hilang, kes rasuk, histeria, kes penampakan hantu ulik mayang.. dan macam-macam lagi.. Jom baca kisah mengenai UiTM Lendu ni yang telah di post oleh pelajarnya di blognya, http://theruzannapages.wordpress.com.
It’s been so scary here in Lendu. Almost every night there would be a few stories of (1) items being stolen and (2) people kena rasuk (possession), and (3) pukau.
1. The stolen items part is creepy. First you’d be entering your room and you would think everything is fine. And then you’ll start to realise that one thing is missing. And then two things have gone missing, then you realise that almost everything valuable is missing from your room. And finally you’ll find a note saying this: “Nantikan ketibaan saya di kolej-kolej lain.”, which roughly translated means “Await my presence/arrival at the other colleges.”. (Oh by the way, here, we call dorms ‘Kolej/College’.) From what I’ve heard, four places have been attacked by this person so far. All with the same note.
2. The rasuk/possession is a different story. This one, I saw with my own eyes. Real crazy stuff. Rasuk/possession is when a thing enters your body, with the intention to hurt you and the people around you, and use your body to do various things. The word here is ‘possession’. The girl at my level started dancing, and laughing, and screaming and shouting, walking here and there, and it was going in and out of her body so it was like she was her one second and another person the next. When it was happening at the early stages, my roommates and I turned on the Yaasin on a speaker in our room and sat together. And then we heard it: something screaming outside our window, as if trying to block out the sound of the Yaasin.
When we paused the playback, it stopped screaming. When we turned it back on, it started screaming again. It was horrific. So we told our senior, who was at our level, handling the girl that kena rasuk. She then told us to just keep playing the Yaasin and ignore the sound, or leave the room and go to another room and stay there. We did the latter. When we went to the other room, and as we were just about to close our eyes to sleep, we heard a different sound: someone tapping at our window. Mind you, we’re on the third floor.
Then we heard another sound: tapping on the bed posts. By that time, the girl that kena rasuk was already okay, but the seniors were still at our level. So we told the same senior again what had happened, and she came in, along with 17 of the other seniors, who are the members of the Majlis Tertinggi Kolej. In the room, we sat in a circle, kept quiet, and listened. Then we heard it. We all just stayed in the room at the time, with no intention to leave, and we asked the seniors what happened the night before, or the other nights, and they told us that it’s only been our college, and one other boys’ college. And it’s quite bad. Bad to the point where the Polis Bantuan, who are the people who guard our campus, had to be involved in the search of the boy who that was possessed, because guess what? They can fly. Yup, they freakin’ jumped off the second floor of the college, and flew or something. This is what I heard by the way.
I didn’t see this happen. Anyway, as they were telling the story, a number of us could hear what was happening outside our window. Tapping, screaming, shouting, clapping.. you name it. And while one of the seniors was speaking, another senior was signalling towards the window, while the senior that was speaking just nodded as if to say, “Ignore it!” to her. She was describing to us what had happened in her room, and one thing that happened was that she heard claps but just one clap and at different intervals. She showed us the sound of the clap, and then the whole room felt two strong winds blowing at different directions, and bam, the door opened by itself, as if kicked by something outside. But there was nothing there. That was when we all read the Yaasin together, and decided that the entire room, all 20 of us, will not leave, because apparently the thing was around our level, waiting for us to come out.
And get this: it was dancing the same dance the girl did when she got possessed, right outside our window. Scary stuff right there. I think that night is just one of the nights that I’ll just keep thinking about for years to come. I mean this is insane. I was scared. And I’ve never been scared of such things. I’ll just have to keep thinking that Allah SWT is with me. He and His words from the Quran will protect me better than anything else. God is greater than anything else, anywhere, any time. He is with me. Last night, which was Thursday, night of Friday, from what I heard, almost every college kena kacau.
My college was the worst because here we were, reading the Yaasin, and then three people started screaming, as if in pain. It was the scariest. Even the colleges near us could hear the screaming, which is what my friend from one of the colleges said to me. Word got out really quickly so, an ustaz (I think) and some people from the Majlis Penggerak Masjid were present in our college when it happened. Some representatives of the Majlis Pewakilan Pelajar were there too.
Then I found out through Twitter that every college was holding a bacaan Yaasin, all at the same time. I don’t know if the people were lying about this, but that was what I had read. College lights were flickering and whatnot, and every college was cold all night long. And, from what I read on Twitter, a lot of people couldn’t sleep because of the sounds and the voices. But gosh, it was super creepy. I can still remember the sound of the scream. I don’t think I’ll be able to forget it.
3. The pukau part, is just really really frustrating. What these intruders will do is they will knock on your door (or sometimes they just barge in, if you don’t lock it) and they will shake your hand or tap your shoulder. By then you’re screwed.
They’ll start talking nonsense to you, and 10 minutes later you’ll realise that you have taken out RM700 from your bank account and given it to these intruders, for a bottle, of literally nothing. They move really quickly. Everybody’s just afraid of staying in their rooms by themselves now because if they forget to lock it, there’s a higher chance of kena pukau. And this pukau thing will only happen if there are any carnivals/bazaar/fairs in our campus, which happens pretty much every two weeks. Plenty people have been pukau-ed. It’s the worst.
I don’t know what’s going on anymore. It’s just been too much lately. At the start of the semester, everything was fine. And then a month later, creepy things start to happen. Hope we can all be safe during this troubling time. Just end this so we can all be in peace. Thing is, we don’t even know what we did that set off the anger in the spirits around Lendu. All the events this week were all Islamic-oriented. Perhaps it’s mad because of that, because two nights ago, there was a talk in which the ustaz explained the Al-Fatihah.
And he read it ever so beautifully. Just as he got to the third ayat, strong winds started blowing, and everything went havoc. The projector screen fell nearly hitting the ustaz’s head, backdrop nearly teared, the papers on the registration tables flew around… and man it was just creepy when the ustaz said “Ada benda tak nak saya teruskan bacaan saya ni.”. When he said that, another strong wind blew.
Ugh, I just.. this is freakin’ scary alright. What do we do about this other than pray for safety? I mean it’s all the spirits here combined. Usually it’s one or two just trying to mess with everyone’s head, but now it’s really just disturbing everyone on campus for no particular reason. It’s annoying, and creepy, frustrating. Scary too. Gosh, just end this. End this now.
Isu Uitm Lendu Di Twitter..
Dan kat bawah ni pulak sekeping gambar yang didakwa diambil di UiTM Lendu yang menampakkan susuk tubuh lembaga yang seolah-olah sedang menari Ulik Mayang..
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