“Coincidences are God’s way of remaining anonymous…”
- Albert Einstein
The other day I was busy saying I want to leave things on chance & luck now, I want to see who it brings ‘cuz I was done with all those frivolous premeditated “coincidences” which were staged by God but the last time I left things on chance, it still led me to my contrived fate… I was listening to music but I was not able to choose anything particular song cuz I was extremely depressed, I was crying… so it randomly started playing something & I realised that it was one of my fav songs as a kid/teen, I loved the beats, I was unable to recognise it though, so I went to see the name (as usual with tears in my eyes) it was Fergie’s London Bridge I thought it was completely innocuous and random… but two days later I was reading reviews for some Lebanese eatery (the one that I was raving about) and I came across my childhood friend’s review, I haven’t seen her in a long time, her Password was “Fergalicious” (I had to google the exact spelling) she wanted to create an Orkut account and she was convincing me to explore it with her, then we obviously resorted to Facebook, anyway I remember so many things but my memory is more of a curse than a blessing… I can say her number from the school days in a single breath and also her most “recent” number ie. the one which was active a decade ago or precisely 10 years back, I repeat all in one go, in a single breath… because she was my best friend, too bad I can’t write it here haha but you can challenge me and I’ll take both of them, they are at the tip of my tongue. I don’t remember 501’s brother’s number or his own no. because I never read it, never took it on my lips, I knew once it’s etched in my memory it’ll have an eternal shelf life…
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The Devil or whatever these “evil forces” are, they know that considering how I look, I’ll have no credibility and I won’t be able to convince anyone…
On 1st Jan, my mother accidentally broke my fav Oma Jewellery Box which I had taken from their Annual Sale, I had not even used it, it fell and it broke into several pieces, I was already sad due to some other issue… but I didn’t obviously blame her cuz it slipped out of her hand, then later that day, I was busy tossing my hair claw out of boredom and it fell on my iPhone’s glass screen, luckily nothing happened but I worded out,“This day is extremely accident prone” and the moment I said that, I reflected on those words cuz they reminded me of something which I’d written in my book, I had shared how a particular day was “accident prone” for all of us, that too consecutively for a few months, even back then something had slipped out of my hand and it was broken in the same manner, then my fam lost their umbrella outside, their Ola kept getting cancelled, they had a fight somewhere at the store and they’d said the same thing I said, “This day is very unlucky and accident prone”… I had accounted those things while writing about something else which had happened in the mid centuries (something extremely unfortunate) and it was associated with that particular number, the one which I said represents the Devil, number 13, and I had also added in my Article that the total sum is even more deadly (out of experience) we all had a very bad day on that “date” www.lilacnights.com/post/soulmates-decoded & https://www.lilacnights.com/post/exclusive-luridum-fabulae I realised that she had taken that particular number thrice before getting the jewellery box (she was trying to refer to some date) she shouldn’t have… anyway I got that box again, it was luckily available, I didn’t want to buy it but my mother got passive aggressive, I didn’t blame her or anything but she asked my father to get it… Anyway when I told her about that number later on (the world has seen such incidents in the past, I also gave her that previous example of when they had “a bad day”) she didn’t believe me and she was looking at me as though I’m mad which was very hurtful and offending… today I received a fortune cookie which reminded me of the gifts, then the next one had another word which indicated I should be giving them and the third one said something about “Making Decisions” I was just thinking about the same thing in the afternoon… precisely about making the “right decision” it’s directly linked to the book and whatever I’ve written in regards to why I had those bizarre coincidences from www.lilacnights.com/post/stupid-cupid and why I heard his dad’s name twice or saw that TV uncle twice, saw the father and son duo in the exact same fashion twice, saw him, that guy twice and why both the days were Fridays and why in fact I met him twice on the same date ie. 2nd Oct and 2nd April (they all revolve around him) If we want to change the sad ending then he will have to hear the story and the gifts are associated with that… cuz they were my “last wish” otherwise you’d think why, honesty if I would’ve been in ur place, I too would’ve said, “Why the gifts, that’s f*cking dumb” but I’ve had moments so uncanny and bizarre that it almost feels like I’m in a movie… no one’s gonna believe me though so it’s okay, I don’t want to argue, I don’t want to die with humiliation now… it’s not worth it, come what may, it’s gonna be bad and unfair to all of us (all those who are involved in that book’s story) but I did my best, I don’t want to give those gifts, most of the things have expired, I didn’t want to spoil his mood on his birthday which is exactly why I didn’t go there even in 2019, I don’t want to give them now… I wish I could consult someone regarding the book and this issue but I have no one who’s trustworthy and my mother does all these derisive eye rolls which is very offending, it breaks me down, she mocks me or thinks I’m crazy… this is exactly why I never warned anyone in the house about that angry spirit whom I had seen as soon as we moved in (we’ve shifted from there now) and then no one was able to avoid that tragic incident which followed (I’ve shared in “Gods and Legions” post)… similarly I had never even shared all those recurring dreams that I had as a kid and then something happened with my brother, it was very threatening and scary and had I told my mother about it, we would’ve been able to avoid that also but she never believes me and instead she starts mocking me, so to hell with the world, sorry.
Xoxo
Zara Sauleh
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