Crossing walls- Sci fi

Few days back I saw a series named ‘Fringe’ in which there was a scene where the criminals who were basically into robbery crossed a wall via manipulating the atoms of the wall.

Apparently they installed a machine which changed the frequency of oscillation of the atoms of the wall and made the robbers pass as the structure of the wall changed to semi solid and after sometime it was back to normal.

We know the concept of sublimation, where a substance transform directly to the gaseous state from solid and missing the liquid part. But is it possible to make the object have its status back to normal?

Our mind is a connection of neurons with infinite possibilities!! I am sure there might be some crazy scientist who would be doing such experiments.

Is it possible for humans to get so much advanced that we could have the ability to transform any material to any state and pass through??

Can this be used as spying technology in future years after 500-600years??

This will be a great things to save time as we will not require to open refrigerator door which might save 2-4 seconds of our life.

Is there a possibility that this type of technology has already been developed and used by the intilligence agencies?

Will James Bond will be able to cross through opaque solid objects at one go??? Is it possible that the things we call ghosts are the people passing from one dimension to another??

Will it be possible to change our DNA so that instead of changing the molecular structure of the object we could have so much power to do it ourselves??

House Near A Graveyard

I saw a dream when I was in third standard. I woke up in my dream and went to the dinning hall to fetch a glass of water. What I see is ghosts. I mean 2-3 were there with long messy hairs, red eyes and grey skin some sort of Ghosts in a B-Grade movie. I got really scared and woke up at that instant. It’s been almost 18 years but I remember every specific details.

After sometime my father got transferred from Itangar (Arunachal Pradesh) to Shillong (Meghalaya), India. As he was promoted for his work. Our whole family shifted to Shillong after few days.

My mother’s sister arranged a rented house for us as the government quaters were not very much upto the mark to stay. It was a good beautiful house. But the strange thing was that there was a graveyard near the gate of our house. It was on the other side of the road in a slightly hilly area with stairs going upwards and there was separation. At the left the graveyard was for Muslims, at the right it was for Christians and behind that there was a cremation section for Hindus.

From our balcony,the Church was visible named after St. Jones. I remember the bells at 6 am at the morning. And nearby there was a mosque and a shiv temple. Although those were not visible from our home but was at a walkable distance.

Picture taken from our balcony

I remember how my cousin’s made me scared πŸ˜‚. They were like ” now you stay nearby a graveyard and from the ‘peepholes’ of your door the graves of father and son was visible.(I do not remember their names now but I just remember that both their names started from ‘I’ ) and when you will open the tap there will be blood instead of water and all that bullshit” . To be frank I was a little scared but I shared room with my sister so it wasn’t much scary later.

One of the bathroom door latch from the outside was little losse and there was high intensity air blowing almost every day. As the area was full of ‘Pine’ trees you would hear the specific sound made by wind similar to a haunted movie and the door would start banging as it was loose. As a child it was little scary at first but I got used to it without much problem.

I more thing, there was a photograph of a model with boy cut hairs I guess it was one of free posters given with Garnier colour. My sister many times told me that the girl will come out of the poster. One fine day I was like remove the poster else I won’t take bath. And I cried about 4-5 minutes. My sister removed the picture thenπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚.

Apart from that there was no fear for any of us or our neighbors living at that locality. It was just a mindgame played by movies and serials to scare us. Or one more thing could be as there was Gods house nearby we never got scared. Kids used to play cricket at that particular location almost every day after college or school time. And frankly speaking it was one of the most beautiful location I have ever stayed.