You experience everything in Thailand (17)
In the series of stories that we post about something special, funny, curious, moving, strange or ordinary that readers in Thailand have experienced, today a "witty" story about brotherly love.
Aat van Rhee writes about his Thai father-in-law and we have taken over that anecdote with permission from the Facebook page Thailand Community
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This is the story of At Van Rhee
Brotherly love
A little anecdote from me, I call it brotherly love. I think about three months after our house was built and furnished, my father-in-law came to take a look. After three minutes his phone rang, he talked for a while and said to his daughter, I have to go home soon. I say to my wife: “Daddy will be gone soon”. “Yes, there is someone with an evil spirit in his body and he must drive it away.” Papa was actually a kind of fortune teller, a modoe. My wife asked if I wanted to see it and of course I wanted to experience it.
When we got there, three stout women were sitting outside and Dad was inside, holding a beaded necklace in one hand and a bunch of wicker twigs in the other. In front of him was a man in his thirties. Writhing like a snake and screaming like a hyena. Papa muttered unintelligible words and counted the beads in his hand. Suddenly he stopped and struck the man's body with the twigs. Unfortunately, it didn't help. Again the whole ritual. That didn't help either.
Then Daddy came out, took a few sips of water and went to the back of the house. The man was still writhing and screaming. Papa came running again, chewing he went back to the man. He muttered a few words and then I saw the ghost suddenly vanish after my father-in-law spat a mouthful of fresh, crushed red peppers right in his face.
The man walked out with his hands rubbing his eyes and was taken care of by his three sisters, they each paid dad a few hundred baht and were happy that the genie was back in the bottle, which the man drank too much of had.
Now that medicine is on its ass, after both The Lancet, not for the first time, and the NEJM retracted an article that clearly had political ulterior motives, I'm going to take a lesson from this pepper spout.
Haha, nice story.
And if they are "madam janet" style peppers, the poor man will be sober very soon!