Much is coming forth. Sevgilim and I traveled from Gorakpur to Mumbai in a sleeping car. Upon arriving in the CST Station, in Mumbai, and trying to find a hotel room for a couple of nights’ stay, to see the city, as I was gazing out the rickshaw in the early morning hours, my eyes beheld a ghostly figure. It was a dead man with long white hair and beard, lying in a state of rigor mortis. Legs straight, arms bent at the elbows, the right across his chest, the left across his stomach, and fingers cringed but not fully closed.
After much searching, we found a decent room and booked it for two nights. After checking in, we had a shower, got some rest and went about to markets, walked around and checked departure buses. The first night we stayed, we went to the Taj Hotel, had some coffee, tea and dessert in the coffee shop then went back toward the hotel for dinner. The next morning, we went to the Metro Cinema and saw a Bollywood and a Hollywood movie, got our bus tickets and would not stay that night and the next day. So, we boarded the bus, traveled to Goa and upon arrival, the next morning, we found there had been bombings and shootings in Mumbai at the CST Station, the Taj Hotel, where we ate and the Metro Cinema, where we watched a movie.
It was even at the beginning that the omen was before me and just now a military helicopter flew overhead. Let’s see what this brings…