Mae Nak Phra Khanong |
A book I recently bought has revived
my interest in the ghosts and supernatural beings of the Far East.
Since my stay in Malaysia, I have tried to investigate the profound belief in their existence even among highly educated people, while in Italy the belief in ghosts is usually associated with a “magical thought” related to people with low school level, if not completely villager or “peasant”.
Instead in Malaysia, as in
Indonesia, the certainty of the existence of spirits is transversal, by age and
socio-cultural level.
To the point of almost convincing me
too.
Short story about it. My home,
inside the university, was near a lake, and in the evening I always made the
same journey, in the dark, crossing the lake on a small bridge. I suffered a
lot that year, walking a lot and taking hundreds of photographs. I was very,
very tired.
It can be said that I was bent over
with fatigue.
The ustadz of the university, an
expert in Islam, read my aura one afternoon and told me that I was always tired
because I returned every evening by the lake and that place was full of jins,
the spirits, who loved to follow me to the home. Among these was the ghost of
an old woman who had clung to my shoulders, in love with me, and she never left
me, and at night when I slept she sucked my blood.
I laughed out loud.
Then I went to Jakarta, Indonesia,
and was asked to do a traditional massage. The woman who did it to me was
making strange guttural sounds, forcing air out of her mouth. It was somewhat
comical.
But when she began to rub my back
she began to pronounce an Islamic formula to invoke Allah, and her guttural
sounds grew in intensity. I asked her what was going on and she replied that
she had found the ghost of an old woman who was hugging me and making me sick.
I rolled my eyes. How was this
possible? The masseuse and the ustadz did not know each other and were in two
different countries.
Anyway, she finally pulled it off me
between burps and aggressive massages.
When I returned to Malaysia I was
much less tired. And for a while, I avoided passing by the lake at night.
Let's call it a suggestion.
I knew one thing: almost all the
ghosts and spirits in those parts are female, as can be seen well in many
Asian horror films.
At the university, I met a student
who was writing a postgraduate thesis on this topic, on the sociological
motivation of the female predominance among ghosts and evil spirits.
I left before she finished it, but
we were both clear that the most profound motivation was to associate the women with
fear, in order to better control them. Since childhood people grow up, in
those places, as well as in Japan, Thailand, and the Philippines, with the
unconscious awareness that women are monstrous beings to be feared.
Man has wisdom – akal, they
say in Malaysia – woman nakal, lustful, desirous, corrupting, prey to
carnal instincts.
Woman is the devourer and man's duty
is to contain her dangerous nature.
It is not that this vision of women
is lacking in the West.
If the witches who went to the stake
in the Middle Ages are famous, it is worth remembering for their symbolic value
the Keres of Greek mythology, the female spirits of death, or the
goddesses who personified violent death, attracted by bloody deaths on the
battlefields. They had no power to kill but waited, thirsting for human blood,
to then feast on the dead. The Keres were dark beings with gnashing
teeth and claws daughters of Nyx (the Night) and as such sisters of beings such
as Moirai, who controlled the fate of souls, and Thanatos, the god of Death.
Some later authorities, such as Cicero, called them by a Latin name, Tenebrae
(“the Darkness”).
Keres |
In absolute terms, the figure to
which the ghost or the female malignant spirit is closest
in Asia is that of the vampire, in fact: she who sucks blood is almost always
male.
It is no coincidence that the book I
eagerly read is entitled: “Mae Nak – Vampire women and hungry spirits from the
Far East”, written by Alessandra Campoli for Exòrma Edizioni.
Mae Nak is perhaps the most famous
ghost, not only in Thailand where she lives.
Different spirits are described in
the book even if the greatest space is dedicated to the terrible Mae Nak, to
whom a temple in Bangkok is also dedicated, and dozens of horror films.
Like many such spirits, Mae Nak
shares a tragic history, a terrible existence that made her the source of
terror she is now.
It's a story that dates back to the
18th century.
Set during the reign of King
Mongkut, in a small forest village by the bank of the Phra Khanong River. This
was a time of warfare and the kingdom was under constant threat from enemy
tribes.
In that village lived the beautiful
Nak, who became the bride of her beloved Mak.
Theirs was a simple life, made up of
agriculture and immense mutual love. Until one day her husband's call to arms
came, just as his young wife was expecting their first child. He left,
promising that he would be back in time to see their baby born.
While Nak anxiously awaited her
husband's return, Mak was seriously wounded in the war and treated in a
monastery. As soon as he was able to walk, after months of convalescence, he
asked the monks to let him go to see his wife. The abbot of the monastery – who
was also a powerful exorcist – suggested that he not go and become a monk in
the monastery, but the man was willing to return and so he did.
He found his wife with their child
in her arms, waiting for him as she did every day on the river bank.
Thus the story seemed to end, in the
sign of love.
But the truth was another.
Nak's delivery was difficult and
both the mother and her baby died from complications of her birth. Also, as was
the belief in the village, when a woman died with her child in childbirth,
everyone was terrified, for they knew that they might return as malevolent and
vengeful spirits; therefore the necessary rituals were performed to avert the
unfortunate event: their mouths were closed with long needles so that their
hungry spirits did not return to feed on blood and their bodies were buried in
the forest, far from the village.
But all this was not enough to
prevent Nak from returning as a revenant, or those deceased but undead
creatures who, unaware of their death, or reluctant to enter the world of the
dead, remain attached to the world of the living, becoming haunting and
dangerous presences.
They are usually vampiric creatures
trapped in a limbo between life and death, and the pain they feel is the source
of their dark and violent nature.
Not surprisingly, in Thailand, the
most feared spirits are the phi tai hong, or spirits who died by violent
death. Not yet ready to die, the trauma of violent death makes them terribly
hungry for existence, which is satisfied by feeding on the lifeblood – very
often the blood – of those they meet.
Among them, the most dangerous and
violent is phi tai hong tong klom: the spirits of women who died during
pregnancy or in giving birth to the newborn, who dies with the mother.
In this case, the angry and vengeful
spirit is not only that of the mother but also that of the newborn, and both go
in search of her lost husband, in a fascinating and frightening mixture of
love-seeking and vengeance.
This is the spirit of Nek, who
envelops her husband in a spell making him believe that everything is as
before, their home (actually destroyed), their love, and herself still beautiful.
Beyond the domestic walls, however,
her spirit continues to kill all those in the village she believes guilty of
her death and anyone who tries to warn Mak of the curse.
It will be by chance that the man
will know the truly monstrous nature of his wife and will flee taking refuge in
the Buddhist temple of Wet Mahabut.
In short, the fate of the village
will be saved by a Buddhist monk who will be able to close the spirit of Nek in
an amphora and throw it into the river.
It was only by digging up the bodies
that Nak would find peace, with the monk's promise that in the next life she
could live in peace with her beloved husband and their son.
There are many film versions of this
story: it is a classic of Asian horror.
At the heart is always this vengeful
and hungry female spirit.
Sometimes it goes beyond the usual
portrait of a woman with white robes, very long hair and nails, and a face like
a mask, which in the West was made famous by the series “The Ring”, an American
remake of the classic Japanese horror film directed by Hideo Nakata from 1998,
based on the novel by Koji Suzuki.
Horrible is phi krasue,
perhaps the most disturbing of them, a flying woman's head with her dangling
internal organs hanging below her neck, which she infects with her saliva as
she travels from body to body.
In Malaysia she is known as penanggalan,
populating ancient Malay tales and legends. As in the witches of the Middle
Ages, she too was originally a witch who, to escape her lynching, fell off
cutting off her head which instead of rolling began to fly.
In this case, her fate is even more
obscure than the Thai version, because her nourishment is puerperal blood,
sucking the double lifeblood of the pregnant woman and her fetus like a
vampire.
Thus it was a tradition in Malaysia
to surround the house of a pregnant woman with pointed stakes so as to entangle
the flying innards of the spirit.
In the Philippines, it becomes manananggal,
which also has a long proboscis to enter the pregnant woman and feed on the unborn child's heart.
In this case, the spirit can become a
beautiful woman to deceive humans.
Of these spirits, a trait emerges
that is very important and is linked to my initial speech, namely that of the
symbolic power behind these myths.
As Campoli writes well in the book:
“Avidly sucking the precious liquid,
penanggalan becomes the emblem of that bond that exists between the
apparition of the monstrous and the blood of childbirth which, a reason for
impurity and bearer of an intrinsic destructive power and fatal influences, is,
like menstrual blood, the undisputed object of ancestral taboos.” (p. 50)
Manananggal |
And here the discourse becomes anthropological
rather than mere folklore linked to spirits and ghosts.
The legend establishes the
collective stigma for female impurity, its danger, and does so by telling of
flying heads and vengeful spirits.
But I want to focus on the spirits
of Malaysia and Indonesia.
I will do that in the next part.
However, I leave you with a short
list of the spirits that inhabit those places to make you understand the
richness of popular tradition.
Bajang: The spirit of a stillborn child in the form
of a civet (musang).
Bota: A type of evil spirit, usually a giant.
Hantu galah: a ghost with long thin arms and
legs like bamboo canes.
Hantu kopek: a female ghost with big breasts
who attracts men who cheat on their wives.
Hantu kum-kum: the ghost of an old woman who
sucks the blood of virgin girls to regain her youth.
Hantu lilin: a wandering spirit who carries a
lighted torch or candle at night.
Hantu Pemburu: the ghostly hunter whose head
always looks up with a sprout growing from his neck
Hantu punjut: a ghost who catches children
wandering in the forest late at night
Hantu tinggi: lit. “tall ghost”, a type of giant
who flees at the sight of a naked body
Jembalang: a demon or evil spirit that
usually brings disease.
Lang suir: the mother of a pontianak.
She is able to take the form of an owl with long claws and attacks pregnant
women out of jealousy.
Mambang: animistic spirits of various natural
phenomena.
Orang minyak: a cursed man covered in black oil
who rapes women at night, made famous by a 1958 film by the famous actor and
singer P. Ramlee.
Pelesit: a type of grasshopper that predates the
arrival of the polong.
Penanggal: a flying head with its disembodied
gastric sac dangling below and sucking the blood of newborns.
Penunggu: tutelary spirits of particular places such as
caves, forests, and mountains.
Pocong: a ghost wrapped in a white burial shroud
Polong: a female-like spirit the size of a thumb.
Puaka: nature spirit of a place usually said to
reside in abandoned buildings
Raksaksa: man-eating humanoid demons often able to
change appearance at will.
Toyol: the spirit of a stillborn child, appears as a
naked baby.
TO BE CONTINUED...
So interesting.. Waiting for the continuation.
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DeleteAs for me, all those are distraction for human to test their confidence and faith in God.
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DeleteInteresting. Waiting for next part
ReplyDeleteInteresting. I heard all about the ghost since my childhood but, for me its just tahyul.
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