It was 6.15 in the evening,the sky have gone dark "looks like its going to rain soon,where is nirendra?-what took him so long"-asked my elder brother to me. "Ding dong" the sound of the door bell assure me that, my younger brother has returned.. "here he comes"-replied me to my elder brother.. "go get the door then,please"-my elder brother requesting me, i just replied it with 'hmm' then opened the door for my brother.." sorry im late bro,my bicycle tyre got puncture on the way,it hit nail or something-i dont know"-replied my youngest family member,my younger brother-nirendra. We are a family of five, my father,who is a policemen,my mother,a housewife.. my elder brother,who is also a policemen, me,a hotelier and my younger brother,nirendra is the youngest in the family..The reason why i am addressing only nirendra with name,is that-because he is the main character here in this story and the rest of us is only a supporting role,should i say..Back to the story again "nirendra,go and take bath- we are going out for dinner"-said my elder brother.. "but dad is not home yet,should'nt we wait for him" -asked nirendra .. "well,aa -before my elder brother managed to reply back,he was interupted by mom,who was coming from the laundry room-holding a towel "your dad did called just now,he told me that he is coming home late,got some work to do-now take this towel and go to bath."-said my mother.. " so where are we going to dine later bro"-i asked my elder brother. "Im done with chicken,i think we should go for seafood,what do you say"-asked my brother. "okay then"-i replied.. We went to seafood diner,which locates 15 minutes from home.. the restaurant is famous for every type of seafood dishes-prawn,salmon,shark fin..just name it,and they will prepare for you.. After eating dinner,we went back to home-i told my elder brother that i would like to play snooker/billiard.. he agree to follow me "nirendra,you're coming with us"-asked my elder brother.. "Im tired,i dont think i can make it-sorry bro"-my younger brother replied.. "okay then,stay with mom and dont forget to lock the door,we will be back soon"-my elder brother told nirendra- soon my elder brother and me drove away to the snooker/billiard centre.. expensive enough,it cost me nine dollar per hour-since it was me who gave the idea,then its will be me who's gonna fork out the money..damn.. After seven set,exactly three and a half hour- "thring! Thring! ...Thring! Thring! -my elder brother's phone rang.. "who might call you at this hour,shit man"- i slam the pool table with my palm.. my brother,ignoring my question and my action proceed to pick up the phone and he went to the other corner to speak..i was drinking mountain dew while waiting for him to return back.. then suddenly,he tapped on my shoulder and say "let's go home,nirendra is very sick".. we paid the bill then rushing back to home.. "maybe,he is allergic to seafood,what do you think bro?"-i asked my elder brother.. "im not sure,im not a doctor"-my brother replied jokingly.. We reach home and went straight to nirendra's room and saw mother sitting beside the bed with nirendra, resting a wet handkerchief on his forehead. "What happened mom"-asked my elder brother.. "Im dont know,he was sleeping in his room and i was at the sewing room,when suddenly i heard he scream".-replied my mother.. "he scream huh?i dont expect that from him"- i said jokingly.. my mother told my elder brother that nirendra was screaming histerically and shouting some chinese word which she could not understand,but she said that-it was chinese language.. upon hearing this,i was freaked out-cause i know my younger brother does not know to speak chinese.. To confirm the claim-i called one of my chinese friend to my home and told him what had happened.. .we waited for the incident to repeat again-after 40 minutes the screaming went on from nirendra's room..we rushed to his room and found he standing on his bed,holding a scissor on his right and then pointing the scissor to us and say "im here to take whats mine,and i will not leave until i have it,no matter who might stop me,im not going to leave without a good blood battle"-nirendra said in a chinese dialect,then pointing the scissor back to his throat and trying to rip off his own neck. "Oh god,your younger brother have been possesed by a evil spirit"-my chinese friend warned me and he also told me that this is the month of hungry ghost festival,at this time-the deceased person/soul/ghost will return to earth to receive offerings made by their own kin.. the offerings would consist of fruits,biscuit,cakes,candy and other sort of food..some person also offers to burn hell bank note,which is believe to be money to be used afterlife according to chinese customs. "What should we do next?-i asked my chinese friend.. " let's go and seek for sifu(spiritual master for chinese")-he told. We went to a small buddhist shrine near my chinese friend house,- we was greeted by a bald and shaolin looking type of monk upon our arrival.. we told him everything.. he said" dont worry,i will make some prayer for the lost soul and you will have to make some offerings and apologize to the angry spirit". Next morning,we came back to the shrine bringing the offering-some biscuit,cupcakes,candy,hell bank note and joss/incense stick for the prayer.. -the prayer went successful after one and a half hour..before leaving the shrine,the sifu told us that my younger brother accidentally step on the offering made by peoples on the street,when he was walking home previous day evening. To this day,whenever we asked nirendra,what happen that night,he will be silent,refusing to tell anything-from his eyes,the fear is clearly visible..whatever it is,it has changed nirendra completely..He does not come home late nowdays,he believes in ghost and he always be alert on the hungry ghost festival.. The final words-our ancestor would not give any warning without any reason,when they say respect the dead,they meant it..