Doppelgangers / Islamic black magic version of Doppelgangers
When I was younger I always hear stories from my family and relatives that the Muslim men in my family lineage will all apparently inherit this doppelgangers thing. My great grandparents were Spanish, Afghans, sarawak mix (eurasians) and I guess back in the late 1800s in Asia these type of blackmagic were common? The doppelganger will have a name that is yours but spelt in reverse, if you're a nice person they will be evil, if you're hot tempered they will be calm. They're basically the opposite of you and they will only appear when your family is in grave danger. I was always a skeptic growing up so I never really believe in these.
So the story I was told by my dad is that when he was younger in the 50s, his family was poor as this was when the war just ended in Singapore. They didn't pay the rent on time so loan sharks came banging at the door with machete weapons. At the time my grandfather was at work so my dad and his family huddled in the living room to hide. Suddenly the entire family, my grandma included saw my grandfather calmly exit his bedroom and went out the front door to speak to those loan sharks. After a few minutes the men went away. My dad then watched his dad walked back in the bedroom without making any eye contact to anyone. My confused grandmother immediately follow right behind him as she knew he was supposed to be at work. The moment my grandfather turn the corner into the bedroom, he disappeared. He wasnt in the room! Later that day he came home and everybody questioned him about it but all he could say was he felt something wasn't right at work but that was just it.
So.. I never really believed that story... Until I met my own dad's doppelganger!
When I was 15 my dad used to go fishing from midnight to sunrise to unwind from an ugly divorce. He needed that quiet time by the sea. I was home alone with my brother on this particular night and he was in his bedroom while I was in the living room on my laptop. and at 2am the power tripped. The whole house was in darness save for the light illuminating from my laptop. I grumbled then dad came out or who j thought resembled 100% of my dad. He switch on the power and went back in the room. All I could think about was signing back in to MSN messenger to chat with my friends so i didn't think much about it. An hour later my brother came out his bedroom and asked me "did the power went out?" I said yes. He then asked me "who turn on the switch?" Because he knew I know nothing about the power main or which button to push. I said daddy turned it on. He was then like "but daddy go fishing." we were both just stunned. Checked the rooms and true enough no one was home. Called my dad and he said hes out somewhere far away and there's no way its him but he indeed felt something strange an hour ago when it happened.
Sometimes I keep questioning myself did I really saw my dad? Maybe it was just my imagination, maybe I got confused with a false memory as I'm so used to seeing him walk the same path to the door everyday. Maybe I got confused with seeing him walk there from a different night. But someone did turn on the power and it was neither me not my brother so I can't explain this one!
I have a few more stories that happened after this incident but this is getting too long so I'll cut it short. If you want to hear more let me know.
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