Shirin Other 15051

One of the experiences happened 45 years ago in Iran. The lady who had the experience is now 77 years old. This is what she told me about it:

“ I was spring cleaning my house with the help of a maid. My husband was about to come home from his work some 20 miles away and for no reason I went towards the window and looked in the garden. I saw my husband driving home, as he drove near a junction, I saw a man with a grey coat. The coat was very worn specially round the collar. The man jumped in front of my husband’s car trying to quickly cross the road. My husband swerved his car to avoid hitting the man. There was a blue Hillman Hunter car behind my husband’s car.

At this moment unfortunately I lost the picture as I had a tap on my shoulder, it was the maid who asked me why I was staring at the garden and looking so apprehensive?. I was about to tell her what I saw but at this time my husband walked through the front door looking absolutely shattered. He said “ I hate driving to and back from work on this crazy route. Never again, I am doing it”. I asked “ is the man alive?”. My husband looked astounded. He said “what man are talking about?”. I gave the description of the man who had jumped in front of his car. My husband was speechless and quietly asked me but who informed you about it so quickly and so much details ?. I said “no one, I saw it”. My husband informed me that unfortunately the blue car behind, hit the man and killed him and that he had to give statement to the police”. Those days there were no mobile phones or any means of communication for this lady to be given any details of the accident.

Here is another experience:

In my sleep, I saw a middle aged, slim built man looking distressed. He was begging for help. I asked him what it was that I could do for him? He said “please, call me on this number to tell you”. I am quite forgetful with phone numbers but when I woke up in the morning, I told my daughter about my dream and asked her advice. My daughter said, mum do you remember the number? And surprisingly I did remember. My daughter said, mum lets ring this number I am really curious. I rang the number but a female voice answered the phone and I thought I must have had the number wrong and got embarrassed and put phone down. After another persuasion from my daughter I rang the number for the second time and the same female voice answered. I apologised and asked “do you know a gentleman with this description?. I gave the description of the man”. The female voice said “ Oh yes that is my father, let me call him”. A few minutes later a man answered, “ Hi, what can I do for you?”. I said “ you were in my dream last night looking very distressed and asking for my help. You then gave me your number to ring”. The man went quiet and eventually said “ Yes I need help with writing a poem for the Remembrance Day of my beloved daughter who had come from America to visit me in Tehran and sadly had a car crash and died. I am a poet but I can’t find the words to show my deepest sorrow for the loss of my daughter”. Shirin who is a writer and the man arranged for a meeting and Shirin helped the man to write the poem. The man has now emigrated to America but still in touch with Shirin and has told everyone about the experience.