Wiki says the definition of ESP as, "Extra sensory perception involves reception of information not gained through the recognized physical senses but sensed with the mind".Never mind.
Even during school days I got interested in things related to mind and beyond mind like ESP, Telepathy,Out of body experiences, Astral projection and so on.
My first experiment with Telepathy failed miserably though my school buddy was waiting in his home at the planned time to send/receive the signals. I forgot about this experiment and went to sleep. The experiment came back to my sense only when my friend asked about that the next day. "Did you think any thing at 8'o clock yesterday?" "What thinking and why 8'o clock?". We are still friends.
During college days, I started feeling I have some extra sense. (No, it is not non sense, as you just thought) One class mate, he had it as a habit to come to my room before the semester practical exams and ask me what experiment he would get. I used to connect the thumb,index and middle fingers and touch the space between the eye brows and say some experiment. (later came to know that space is called Ajna chakra in kundalini yoga) We were in the same batch.The next day, he used to show 'that' experiment and thank me.
No, don't assume I write the next year's diary in the current year itself. I didn't develop that sense to that grand manner.
Once I predicted the 7 actions that would be performed by a room mate after entering our room, returning from native. He performed those 7 actions perfectly as predicted to the surprise of another room mate who couldn't control his emotions and shouted when all of them came true. The 7 actions are as follows. telling to us "what guys studying,study.. study.",.keeping the suitcase in a particular corner (it was not its usual place), taking the mat from its place and spreading near us, going to the shelf, taking a poems book(sithar paadalgal),sitting on the mat, reading few lines from the book ( the exact lines were read, even to my surprise).
On another occasion, bought the Tamil magazine 'vikatan', on way to home from office. At home, took the book to read. Even before opening the book, took a paper and doodled a picture. To my shocking surprise, the page I opened in vikatan had the same picture. Madhan's QA page had a picture of a cave painting which had the same pattern as that of my doodle.
Once, I was narrating my ESP experiences in the terrace of a relative, who was listening to that without interest. I could sense that from his facial expressions. I started singing a song sung by Ilayaraja and stopped with first stanza. Suddenly a loud speaker from a near by temple, came live and played the same song. Now my relative's face had shock which he couldn't hide and my face had a cryptic smile.
The highlight of these experiences was when I saved myself from the impact of an accident. When I got a job in Chennai, I went to college to resign. I had to return to Chennai that evening. Had a feeling in the afternoon that the bus I would take to Chennai would meet with an accident. It was not a thought, it was a feeling or sense, so strong that I couldn't ignore it.I boarded the bus in Madurai, selected the middle row and aisle seat. Window seat is my passion from child hood. I avoided purposefully on that day. The bus stopped at Ulundurpet. I got down and had tea.
The bus started again and going in terrific speed. When I saw the windshield, the speed at which the trees were going back at the sides of windshield was alarming. I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Took a look around and found most of the fellow passengers asleep. I couldn't sleep. Started thinking a new film story. The idea was about the meeting of 7 look alike persons from different parts of the world.(Later Dasavatharam had 10 persons) An African,a white man,a sardarji etc. Wanted to have actor Nasser do the role who will suit any getup perfectly. My story building stopped when the bus hit the lorry parked in the left side of the road. Since I was awake, I formed an X with hands and blocked the front seat to avoid myself hitting it. The immediate thought I had was "Ninachenda..." in Tamil which means "I thought...'. I found persons sitting in the front seats, window seats and even last row had wounds because of the impact of the hit. For many years, I was avoiding the bus travel. Preferred to stand in train all the way if seat was not available.
That's all about my ESP experiences. And...I know... right now you are reading this line. :)