For “Ble AM” this week we meet the owner of the nickname “the entertainment industry’s hired boat” and the creator of many famous people, “Pong Kobol”. When the ghost godfather comes, there must be a scary story. Tell a very creepy story! An ancestral ghost came to greet and “Ble Pathumrat” once insulted the spirit house until he met with a ghost dragging him out of bed.
Today I’m so happy, I’ve wanted to meet Phi Pong for a long time.
Pong Kapol: I’m so happy. Actually, I’m someone who really likes Ble. I like him because Ble is cute. I feel like we’re destined to be together.
Everyone knows Phi Pong from The Shock in the ghost show. I wonder if he had any other career if he hadn’t gotten lucky that day?
Pong Kobol: I really can’t think of any. I’ve thought to myself that if I hadn’t come to do the ghost show today, what would that little kid named Pong do? At that time, I didn’t have any careers in mind.
Why did you believe in ghosts and then start a show?
Pong Kobol: I grew up in an era where there were still stories and beliefs. Some things that adults taught us at that time, whether they were true or not, if we didn’t sleep, ghosts would come and haunt us. There were a lot of these beliefs in that era. They were ingrained in the world of children at that time. We were afraid of ghosts. I still remember everything when I watched ghost dramas on Channel 7 and Channel 5. I was scared while watching. When I went up to the second floor of my house, if the lights were off, I didn’t dare go up.
I don’t know where it came from. Today, my child is like that too, even though I didn’t force or inject ghost stories into my child. So I thought that maybe when I was a child, I went to my grandparents’ house and received these messages. It ingrained in me, so I believed that there was an afterlife, spirits, and ghosts. I believed in this since I was a child, even before I started working with ghosts.
I believe in ghosts. There was one incident.
Berle Pathumrat: Now I’m 15 years old. I was very naughty, drinking alcohol, getting drunk and fighting. That day was a holiday, but we came to play at school, flirting with girls, and then drinking beer and getting drunk at the pavilion in front of the school. I was drunk and threw bottles here and there. The villagers looked at me. Then I turned around and saw a red spirit house. I walked over and peed at it. After that, I came back drunk and went back to sleep at home. My house is a two-story wooden house. I slept alone. My grandmother slept on the other side. At that moment, when I was about to sleep, I felt the word ghosts really exist. It means that I wriggled and couldn’t speak. But that day, I felt that I could move. But because I was drunk, I felt like something was grabbing my leg.
I couldn’t breathe. I saw an old man with a black face, wearing a white robe, practicing Dhamma, and gray hair walking over and staring at me and walking on and on like he was angry about something. I shouted, “What’s wrong?” My mother or grandmother came up and asked what happened to Beul, and I woke up with a start. Later that night, I started to feel better and went back to sleep around midnight or 1 a.m. This time, there was no sound or image, but he pulled my legs to the refrigerator. I felt like I was really being dragged. When I woke up, I wasn’t sleeping in the same place. I woke up right next to the refrigerator. I felt like I was half-asleep and half-awake. I believed him so much that I told him, and he told me to go and pray and ask for forgiveness. So I went and prayed to him, “Please forgive me if I did something bad while I was drunk.” And nothing happened to me again. So I felt that I believed him.
Pong Kapol’s haunting experience
Pong Kapol: Personally, I believe it. When school breaks, I go back to Chainat. My father’s family is from Chainat, and my mother’s family is from Ayutthaya. When school breaks, we go back to our grandparents’ family. I remember going to my grandfather’s family in Chainat, and the people in the provinces like to hang pictures of their deceased ancestors on the walls. When I was a child, I wondered why every picture had to look at me. And they were black and white, no color. Then one time, I remember going there, my grandfather had passed away.
And in the old days, people would put the body in the house, and then relatives would come and play cards, sit and drink, sit and eat. As I was a child, I got sleepy and fell asleep. Our house was raised off the ground, and I was sleeping opposite the stairs. Half asleep, half awake, I saw an old man walk towards me and come near me. And what I saw was that it was my grandfather. He had already passed away. How did he get here? I called out, “Grandfather, Grandfather!” Everyone was shocked. I told him that Grandfather had come. Grandfather came to see me, and he came in the clothes he had died in. Relatives crowded around me, asking what I had seen.
