You could many
a times feel a presence nagging at the rear of your psyche couldn’t you? Many
of us term this as instinct, co-incidence, chance, luck, fate…so many names.
But this psyche was not one you would chance upon every other day. Honed by one
of the greatest psychics in the vicinity, co-incidence, instinct, luck, fate or
whatever other rubbish meant little here. Everything did have a reason, a valid
reason at that; if anything was without reason, it was just that the reason is
too subtle to be noticed. But does the dismissing of the sun diminish its
luminescence?
