My tryst with destiny…
posted October 1, 2008 - 4:59amI was on a house-hunting spree. Even after seeing about a dozen or so of all kinds I had not yet liked any of them. I was getting a bit tired and irritated at the agent and said to him, “ Don’t you have anything better to show? You haven t shown a single house that comes even close to what I am looking for. This seems to be a sheer waste of time.” I was beginning to get angry now. There really wasn’t much time on my hands, and I needed to finalize a house by tomorrow.
The agent, getting flustered, replied, “I am doing my best, madam. These are the type of houses you will get in the budget, which you have specified. However, I have just one last house on the list, and I am sure that you will like that. It’s not far from here.”
“Oh, alright then, lets speed it up, and this better be worth it.” I warned him. I was wondering if I had made a mistake in selecting this agent. Little did I know that this was going to be my tryst with destiny...
He took me to a place not very far from the last house and stopped in front of the gates of a small duplex type house. Suddenly, I had a strong creepy feeling that I had been here before- strange, because I had never been to this part of the town ever. Weird!
The agent was busy with a phone call he had just received, and so he handed me the keys and motioned for me to proceed. I took the keys and opened the front door to enter the house. Again I had the same eerie, creepy feeling giving me goose pimples all over and not just that, I knew this house intimately! I stood there at the entrance looking around the house as far as I could see.
Yes! Here was the sitting area and there, I was sure, the stairs would be leading to the bedroom and study on top. Further ahead from where I was standing, was the short corridor leading to what I knew would be the kitchen and a bedroom to the side. But, how did I know all this? “I have never been here before” - I reminded myself.
Outside it was beginning to get dark and the light inside the house was fading too. It was just after sunset. The agent was still outside busy on the phone. It was eerily very quiet inside the house and I was beginning to feel vaguely uneasy. Suddenly, a thought struck me that sent shivers down my spine- “Something bad happened here!”
I looked at the stairs again fearfully and this time saw a woman standing at the top. It was me. I was shocked and startled and my heart raced loudly. I wasn't really there, but some kind of an image that shimmered at the top, as if being projected from the depths of my mind and subconscious. What was happening? I was rooted to the spot, unable to move. What was I doing there?
At that moment, I saw a hand that appeared suddenly behind her and pushed her down the stairs. She screamed and crashed down the stairs bumping her head badly and landed heavily at the bottom – Dead. I gasped and stifled my own scream as I looked up and saw my husband standing at the top of the stairs…

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