There were poltergeist activities in the flat in East London near the Bethnal Green Overground Station rail line. The spooky occurrence at the end of the year 1989 in December I was sleeping at a friend’s house in the building on the third floor in the flat of Three Colts Lane London E1 in Bethnal Green.
I was a guest at a friend's place named Kasan Ali because his family was away on holiday in Sylhet, Bangladesh, he had one empty room in the flat, therefore, he invited me for a night especially to watch the TV series Godzilla together because at that time I didn’t have a TV at home and I was newly moved into my first flat in Princelet Street London E1 where I had all the furniture except the TV.
After watching the TV programme and then talking about various things, it was very late at night, so I was tired and felt sleepy, ready to go to bed I took off my trousers and left them in the living room. My friend Ali asked me to give him all of my money.
When I asked why he said; Temporarily somebody living in the flat as a lodger who might take the money from the trousers pocket. I started to laugh at what he was saying about the money because at that time I had just become unemployed and it was for the first time in my life I was signing for the dole and I had only ten pounds in the back pocket of my Waxman trousers.
Ali said; Sorry to hear that you are unemployed but, in the past, you always had lots of money in your pocket. Then he said; Let me multi-lock the main door which is the key to multi-lock the lodger did not have and then he takes me to the room where I’m going to sleep.
It was a nice double bedroom with a double-sided window. I went to the bed straight away and covered myself fully with the duvet because of the cold in the room and then he switched the light off and then he said goodnight to me, closed the door and he left.
As soon as he left the room there was a sound like a very heavy storm like a typhoon around the room as well as the sound of a window opening hitting against the wall and then closing with the wind blowing like a cyclone loud again and again then the sound of the hurricane around the room which sounded very loud indeed as a violent hurricane.
A few minutes later the sound of a very heavy footstep in the room and then a pause for a few seconds later the next footstep in the passage which was intense scary noises of eeriness’ continuously for a long period then again, the sound of the storm, as well as the hurricane around the room closing and opening sound of the windows, keep slamming against the wall and creating typhoon in the room.
I was terrified inside out but, did not uncover myself from the duvet or dare to look into the room because I understood it was a haunted room and it was the poltergeist activities which is trying to scare me. I was concerned for the friend I thought I was not going to tell the story to him because it is his permanent flat and sometimes, he lives alone which may cause him anxiety and then I gradually fell asleep.
I wake up in the morning wearing the trouser in the living room when trying to fix the back pocket of the trouser the money is missing which make me anxious. Then my friend started to call me from his room saying; Did you come to my room? I said; No.
He said: How come I got the letter from Maizbhandari the Sufi order (where he is a disciple to Syed Shafiul Bashar Maizbhandari) then he went to the main door to check the multi-lock which was locked then he checked the lodger room he did not come home and then he comes to the living room to join me.
Now he's saying; It is the Macdonald man who brought the letter to me in the room because it is the letter from my Baba Maizbhandar of Chittagong, Bangladesh. I said to him; Could you kindly describe who is the Macdonald man? He gave an affectionate smile and said; it is my polygamy who likes to eat the McDonald's.
At that time, I started to say; What had happened to me last night in the room when he left and described the strange events to him. He said; Oh, he doesn't harm me anywhere sometimes he cleans the bath for me when I left unclean sometimes, I clean the bath for him when he left unclean, so we are related to each other like we got married to the same person.
Then I said to him; So, you are not scared of him anyway? He said; Look, like last night the lodger was not at home and it happens most of the time he stays in his friend's place where I live alone in the flat, I never feel disturbed by him although he slams the door loudly and steps heavily here and there.
I said; Your Mcdonald's man took my ten pounds which is my halal money he has to give it back. He said; For that reason, I asked you to give me your money. I said don’t worry just kidding I just said it as a joke for a laugh I did not mind at all because it was the first time I ever had experienced a ghost in London.
In his flat, there is a long passage from the main door ninety-degree left and then again ninety-degree left and then ninety-degree right in the middle of the passage by the left side wall there is a toilet which has a tiny window no people can gain access to it and then further ahead of the kitchen where we were talking.
As I was sitting on the worktop facing the passage just in front of me my friend was standing and we had a conversation about what happened that night also, I could see the passage very clearly as we were discussing the matter suddenly, we heard the sound of a toilet flushing.
I straightaway ran to the toilet to check who was flushing the toilet now, there was nobody else in the house apart from the two of us. I saw the flush chain moving side by side and the water pouring into the comet with the continuity of motion which shocked me again in the broad daylight.
Ali saying; Do not worry he is harmless all he likes is McDonald's because many times I found the bag of McDonald's in the bin or sometimes left it in the room. My lodger doesn't like McDonald's and neither I buy MacDonald's at home, now just two of us living in the flat who else can bring the McDonald's bags in the house apart from the Macdonald's man.
Later in the evening, our peers were gathered in my flat where we regularly practise music in the evening. I told everyone the story of what happened at Kasan Bhai's flat with the Macdonald man. After the narration of the story, one of the friends named Nazim Uddin said; You could ask the Macdonald man to give you music because he took ten pounds advance from your pocket although you pay twelve pounds for your Tabla lesson I believe in the phantom power remember the jenny in the lamp.
On hearing Nazim Bhai's words everyone laughs louder at the Macdonald man. When everybody left my flat around midnight, I ventilated the whole house at once as it was my own routine to keep the windows a bit open to the kitchen and living room for circular fresh air.
I went to sleep in the bedroom some minutes later I heard the hurricane sound coming through from my living room window which I left open earlier for the fresh air and then the sound stayed in the passage like the same hurricane sound as it was in my friend's place, but this time is not as violent as the way it was in the friend's room. I straight away understood what it is because of the same typhoon sound as in the friend's room prior that night.
The typhoon ventured around the passage in the front of my bedroom door which is continuously rotating but not entering the bedroom. I said in my mind indicating to the typhoon; Hey Macdonald man I do not need the ten pounds from you or your help to gain the music and you can have the ten pounds as a gift from me and please leave me alone.
Surprisingly after that, the typhoon immediately stopped and then I went to sleep. I recently visited the flat to see my friend at the end of January 2020 and I asked him about the Macdonald's man. He said that the Macdonald man still lives in the flat and keeps making the random sounds of footsteps and slamming the doors as usual but did not harm him or his family anywhere.
That is the spirit of a man who cannot leave this flat and get stuck there for a reason. My friend has been living there with his family for over thirty years, many of his children were born there and some of these children got married and had their own children there in that flat where the Macdonald man did not harm them or their family.
Once in 1995, I found a winning lottery ticket for ten pounds on the floor where we practised music. I then asked everyone who came to the flat to practise music or socialise if they had lost their lottery ticket no one claimed it.
At that time, I started to say; What had happened to me last night in the room when he left and described the strange events to him. He said; Oh, he doesn't harm me anywhere sometimes he cleans the bath for me when I left unclean sometimes, I clean the bath for him when he left unclean, so we are related to each other like we got married to the same person.
Then I said to him; So, you are not scared of him anyway? He said; Look, like last night the lodger was not at home and it happens most of the time he stays in his friend's place where I live alone in the flat, I never feel disturbed by him although he slams the door loudly and steps heavily here and there.
I said; Your Mcdonald's man took my ten pounds which is my halal money he has to give it back. He said; For that reason, I asked you to give me your money. I said don’t worry just kidding I just said it as a joke for a laugh I did not mind at all because it was the first time I ever had experienced a ghost in London.
In his flat, there is a long passage from the main door ninety-degree left and then again ninety-degree left and then ninety-degree right in the middle of the passage by the left side wall there is a toilet which has a tiny window no people can gain access to it and then further ahead of the kitchen where we were talking.
As I was sitting on the worktop facing the passage just in front of me my friend was standing and we had a conversation about what happened that night also, I could see the passage very clearly as we were discussing the matter suddenly, we heard the sound of a toilet flushing.
I straightaway ran to the toilet to check who was flushing the toilet now, there was nobody else in the house apart from the two of us. I saw the flush chain moving side by side and the water pouring into the comet with the continuity of motion which shocked me again in the broad daylight.
Ali saying; Do not worry he is harmless all he likes is McDonald's because many times I found the bag of McDonald's in the bin or sometimes left it in the room. My lodger doesn't like McDonald's and neither I buy MacDonald's at home, now just two of us living in the flat who else can bring the McDonald's bags in the house apart from the Macdonald's man.
Later in the evening, our peers were gathered in my flat where we regularly practise music in the evening. I told everyone the story of what happened at Kasan Bhai's flat with the Macdonald man. After the narration of the story, one of the friends named Nazim Uddin said; You could ask the Macdonald man to give you music because he took ten pounds advance from your pocket although you pay twelve pounds for your Tabla lesson I believe in the phantom power remember the jenny in the lamp.
On hearing Nazim Bhai's words everyone laughs louder at the Macdonald man. When everybody left my flat around midnight, I ventilated the whole house at once as it was my own routine to keep the windows a bit open to the kitchen and living room for circular fresh air.
I went to sleep in the bedroom some minutes later I heard the hurricane sound coming through from my living room window which I left open earlier for the fresh air and then the sound stayed in the passage like the same hurricane sound as it was in my friend's place, but this time is not as violent as the way it was in the friend's room. I straight away understood what it is because of the same typhoon sound as in the friend's room prior that night.
The typhoon ventured around the passage in the front of my bedroom door which is continuously rotating but not entering the bedroom. I said in my mind indicating to the typhoon; Hey Macdonald man I do not need the ten pounds from you or your help to gain the music and you can have the ten pounds as a gift from me and please leave me alone.
Surprisingly after that, the typhoon immediately stopped and then I went to sleep. I recently visited the flat to see my friend at the end of January 2020 and I asked him about the Macdonald's man. He said that the Macdonald man still lives in the flat and keeps making the random sounds of footsteps and slamming the doors as usual but did not harm him or his family anywhere.
That is the spirit of a man who cannot leave this flat and get stuck there for a reason. My friend has been living there with his family for over thirty years, many of his children were born there and some of these children got married and had their own children there in that flat where the Macdonald man did not harm them or their family.
Once in 1995, I found a winning lottery ticket for ten pounds on the floor where we practised music. I then asked everyone who came to the flat to practise music or socialise if they had lost their lottery ticket no one claimed it.
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