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23-yr-old engineer commits suicide. Reason: A crow sat on his head
Bangalore Mirror ^ | July 20, 2013 | HM Chaithanya Swamy

Posted on 07/23/2013 7:55:25 PM PDT by Kip Russell

Before taking the extreme step, he told his mother who, after consulting an astrologer, said that praying at a temple would help. But the youth was not convinced.

Anand V H was all of 23, and an engineering graduate to boot. But he was superstitious too — so superstitious that he ended his life on Thursday, all because a crow perched itself on his head -- twice -- the previous day. Anand committed suicide allegedly by consuming poison at his rented accommodation on 3rd Cross, 5th Main, Manjunath Nagar in Rajajinagar. The incident came to light Thursday morning after his older brother, who was in Gadag (420 km from Bangalore near Dharwad), got worried and came to check on him.

Preliminary investigations revealed that Anand got very upset after a crow sat on his head on Wednesday. He immediately called up his mother and narrated the entire incident to her, expressing fears that it augured ill — a belief among a section of Hindus. His mother tried to allay his fears and told him to visit the Hanumantharaya Swamy temple and light a lamp. Anand, however, was not convinced and went home and locked himself up before taking the drastic step.

“My brother had called my mother, Parvathi, and told her about the crow. He was very tense when he spoke. My mother rushed to an astrologer and on his advice told Anand to pray at the Hanumantharaya Swamy temple," V H Hampanna, elder brother of the victim, told Bangalore Mirror.

He went on to add that a few minutes later he called up Anand, but didn’t get any response. He presumed his younger sibling was resting as he used to wake up by 5.30 am to go to work and take a nap after returning from work around 4.45 pm.

Hampanna said he came to Bangalore on Thursday morning, and when Anand failed to open the door despite repeated knocking, he let himself in with his spare keys. “Once I opened the door, I found my brother lying on the floor with froth coming out of his mouth. I immediately rushed him to a private hospital where doctors declared him brought dead,” he said.

Colleagues told the police a visibly disturbed Anand had narrated the incident to them on reaching office on Wednesday morning. He had told them the first time the crow perched itself on his head, he took to his heels. But he had a second brush with the persistent crow, following which he again fled the spot. Later, he took the office bus.

Hampanna and Anand were living together in the rented house. Hampanna had gone to Gadag when Anand took the extreme step. Anand, who had completed his BE from a college in Gadag, had been a trainee engineer with HAL for the past seven months.

Hampanna, however, said they were awaiting the post-mortem report as no poison bottle was found in the house. “I am waiting for the post-mortem report, but even I think he took the extreme step due to the crow incident.”

Police said it was likely Anand consumed the poison elsewhere, and had then come home and locked himself in. His body was handed over to the family after post-mortem. A case of unnatural death was registered at Basaveshwaranagar police station, and investigation is on.

Crow Chronicles

With a clientele that includes VVIPs, astrologer Chandrashekhar Swami who made headlines after he matched the horoscopes of Abhishek Bachchan and Aishwarya Rai and gave his consent for the marriage offers an insight into the incident. He says people generally have a wrong belief about the crow because the bird is the vehicle of Lord Shani. “But there is a positive sign behind a crow sitting on anyone’s head. It means the crow has sensed danger ahead and is alerting the person. If something like this happens, one should conduct a puja and correct mistakes, if any,” said the swami, adding one should, in fact, thank the crow for sending out an advance warning.

Apart from this, it is believed that a crow lives for 1,000 years and, hence, it would have seen our ancestors. “They come in the form of a crow and alert us about problems. So, take corrective measures. Suicide is not the solution,” he added.

Astrologer Banu Prakash Sharma says according to astrology the soul of a person who ends his life unnaturally, is said to reside in the crow. “After death, such a soul will not have or find any place to settle down, so it enters the eggs of a crow,” says Sharma.

Hence, it is considered a bad omen if it enters a house or touches a human being. Sharma said crows never die a natural death. “That’s why the family members of a deceased offer curd rice to crows to ensure the soul of the dead person is at peace,” Sharma added.

TOPICS: Pets/Animals; Society; Weird Stuff
KEYWORDS: astrology; badjuju; crows; napl; suicide; superstition
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Astrology...idiotic no matter where it's practiced!
1 posted on 07/23/2013 7:55:25 PM PDT by Kip Russell
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To: Kip Russell

The Crow was right!

2 posted on 07/23/2013 7:58:10 PM PDT by melsec (Once a Jolly Swagman camped by a Billabong.)
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To: Kip Russell; Revolting cat!; Slings and Arrows
I know how he feelz.

3 posted on 07/23/2013 7:58:25 PM PDT by a fool in paradise (America 2013 - STUCK ON STUPID)
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To: Kip Russell

Very Game of Thrones.

4 posted on 07/23/2013 8:00:38 PM PDT by Stentor
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To: a fool in paradise

that is a sacred black chicken

5 posted on 07/23/2013 8:01:04 PM PDT by bigheadfred (INFIDEL)
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To: Kip Russell

Is Johnny Depp OK?

6 posted on 07/23/2013 8:03:00 PM PDT by katana (Just my opinions)
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To: Kip Russell

No wonder I’m still on hold.

7 posted on 07/23/2013 8:03:20 PM PDT by Vince Ferrer
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To: All

And still the raven remains in my room
No matter how much I implore
No words can soothe him
No prayer remove him
And I must hear for evermore

8 posted on 07/23/2013 8:06:38 PM PDT by Klemper
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To: Kip Russell
Some people can not help obsessing over things that most of us would treat with a shrug of the shoulders. It is real to them, and it is tragic to the lengths they are driven.
9 posted on 07/23/2013 8:07:04 PM PDT by El Cid (Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house...)
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To: Kip Russell

Somehow, the fact that a flock of crows is referred to as a “murder” of crows seems to fit, here.

10 posted on 07/23/2013 8:07:57 PM PDT by jonascord (Hurrah for the Bonny Blue Flag that bears a Single Star!)
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To: Kip Russell

Natural Selection at work. Dip$it..

11 posted on 07/23/2013 8:08:15 PM PDT by b4its2late (A Liberal is a person who will give away everything he doesn't own.)
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To: Kip Russell

Quoth the Raven

12 posted on 07/23/2013 8:09:05 PM PDT by Hardraade ( (Obama: the bearded lady of Muslim Brotherhood))
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To: Kip Russell

The worst thing about having a crow sit on your head is all those crow flies.

13 posted on 07/23/2013 8:12:34 PM PDT by Misterioso (The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see.)
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To: Kip Russell

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.’

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,’

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,’ said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you’ - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!’
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!’
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,’ said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
‘Tis the wind and nothing more!’

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,’ I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.’

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.’
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.’

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,’ said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of “Never-nevermore.”’

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.’

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,’ I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Prophet!’ said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!’ I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!’
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.’

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!

— Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven

14 posted on 07/23/2013 8:13:01 PM PDT by EternalVigilance (Life. Liberty. Property. Marriage. Family. Sovereignty. Security. Borders. The Oath.)
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To: Kip Russell

What!? Sheryl Crow sat on his head? (Sorry, that’s the way I first read it.)

15 posted on 07/23/2013 8:14:02 PM PDT by windsorknot (>>>)
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To: Kip Russell

Hmmmm, must have been that same crow that crapped all over Disney’s Lone Ranger, bombing both Johnny Depp and the box office.

Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to DVD we go.

16 posted on 07/23/2013 8:14:17 PM PDT by DeFault User
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To: Kip Russell

Well let’s not be narrow minded here. The crow was obviously a messenger from the great beyond who chose this young man’s body to inhabit after the young man croaked. Or was it a frog?

17 posted on 07/23/2013 8:14:49 PM PDT by Veto! (Opinions freely expressed as advice)
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To: Kip Russell

Well, as a trained astrologer, I disagree. The crow thing had nothing to do with astrology - it had to do with a religious belief.
Astrology isn’t a religion - it’s mathematics - and FYI, it was used by Newton and all the serious scientists of that era.

18 posted on 07/23/2013 8:17:07 PM PDT by kabumpo (Kabumpo)
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To: Kip Russell

Mr. Crow, meet Mr. Remington...

19 posted on 07/23/2013 8:20:18 PM PDT by Hegemony Cricket (The emperor < still > has no pedigree.)
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To: Kip Russell

“...a crow sat on his head on Wednesday. He immediately called up his mother and narrated the entire incident to her, expressing fears that it augured ill...”

More ill than taking poison? The logic is hard to understand.

“I think I’m going to have a bad thing happen, the crow on my head is an omen, so I’ll take some really painful poison to escape the, I don’t know what, ill, that this crow thing might mean”

? Crisis of mental illness here.

20 posted on 07/23/2013 8:24:52 PM PDT by Beowulf9
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