Growing up in Guyana_Ghost Story from Uncle Forook
June 29, 2021
by Family KHAN
Our times together were full of laughs. One night on the night of Lilatul Qadr, the night everyone stays up to pray, we all went to New Amsterdam’s mosque. It was customary to dress in white. In the morning hours, just before sunrise, while still dark, Ishmeil decided to pretend he was a ghost. So he stooped down in the middle of the road and waited for someone to come along. A cyclist was the unfortunate person because he saw this white thing in the middle of the road, thought it was a ghost and turned and rode back as quickly as he could. There are so many pranks like this that we got up to together.