Time to predict nothing!! I am damn good at it.

These have been lovely three days to me. Had good time with friends, good food, and a lot of general discussions about life, love, relationships, insecurities and sacrifices. Plenty of people tried to show me mirror, and I have to accept, I looked very fresh, very healthy and really cheerful. Just now when I am not getting sleep for obvious reasons, and when i think about it deeply I can see that it has been a special day, as two amazing things happened. The first one was my mother called me up, to ask if I was feeling okay as she was not getting sleep and thought I was sick. The truth is I am not. If I remember correctly, this is the first time when she got it wrong. Frankly I had enough reasons to feel that way. So she got the cause right, but result wrong. The another thing happened little before that, and it was a proof of another amazing ability of mine, is to always foresee future, and before anything happens, something makes me take some strong decisions which I am very incapable of generally. The prediction of mine is so bang accurate that my friend was shocked to see it. I showed a letter to him, which I wrote some months back, without posting and with a date which was 11th May 2008 and when I replied to an important mail this evening, all wordings remained same except some particular references. Funny thing was I had to just add one more paragraph. Three days back when something told me, that a particular chapter of life is over, and its time to turnover pages, I had to be submissive to it. I have to accept its not easy. But I will not mind it, with all joy I will rather sing
Que Sera Sera and won't try to predict things, when they get so painfully right!! A true Brahmin!

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.