The foreseen concluded

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"George.. , its time for dinner", a soft voice called me from the back.


"Yes Mary, in a minute..", I said.
By then, she had come near me," Do you have a count of the times you went through those pages",she asked with a smile.
I smiled back, I closed my diary and got up . She was right,I have lost count of the times I have gone through those pages. I felt as if everything happened just some days back. Thirty years have gone since then. The turning point was of course that train incident, I could help the authorities to sketch down the faces of the culprits. The scorpion in their hands indicated that they were members of the terrorist outfit " Scorpion" working in many parts of US. The shop keeper of Gracy Stores, Trenton could identify one of the guys and within months the whole terrorist group was busted. My dreams could provide vital information to 2-3 cases after that and that opened the doors of FBI for me. I wondered how an engineering graduate in computer science got transformed into an officer of Anti terrorism and security cell in FBI. Everything seemed to be a dream, many things have changed in my life. I met Marie and she became my part, our two children have grown up and both of them are busy with their jobs in the silicon valley, one of them got married too.

Only one thing still remains unchanged. My psychiatrist Hary Hagen still believes or in fact pretends that my dreams are just hallucinations, he couldn't ever explain why I had these dreams and I am the only case in his career where he feels he has failed. I felt I needed to spent much more time with my family, so I thought I would better quit, I have taken voluntary retirement from FBI and leads a peaceful life now. My sister and her family are at our neighborhood, so that makes me feel more comfortable, I had felt extremely lonely when my parents bid good bye; but since then, it hasn't been that bad.
"Hey why don't you finish your food", Mary asked.
"Hmm I have taken more than enough", I told.
"Dave had rung up in the evening, seems Tessa's condition is very critical", Mary told me.
Tessa, my sister was hospitalized a week back. She had a serious heart attack and her stage continues to be critical. Dave, her husband was a soft hearted man and I knew how hard it would be for him.
"Lets get down from here tomorrow morning, I will drop you at the hospital and go to the airport, pick our sons and will be right there", I took my specs from the table.
"I am going to bed, good night..", I moved to my room. Mary had some work at the kitchen. I was very tired, I was in the hospital till afternoon and until then, Tessa was recovering, it was after that she fell back to the critical stage. I said my prayers and closed my eyes.

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Its drizzling and the soft sound of drops from the clouds filled the air. I can see a small gathering of people in black suit, I feel I am at a distance and can't identify them. As I got closer, I could see Mary and my two children, there was Dave and Tessa's children, all of them were weeping. I never felt Tessa was so sick to leave us, I had hopes she would still recover and be back in her feet, but... I could see the priest and the clerics.
The priest intones the antiphon: "I am the Resurrection and the Life", after which the coffin is lowered into the grave and the Canticle Benedictus is meanwhile recited Then the antiphon is repeated entire, the Pater Noster is said secretly, while the coffin is again sprinkled with holy water. I looked at the coffin and kept looking at it.
My psychiatrist was present, he said softly,"You must have foreseen this",
I looked at him and whispered in his ears,"Yes Doctor, I had seen this yesterday".
I was happy because for the first time he agreed that I have foreseen and not hallucinated.

Finally after one or two brief responses the prayer is said:
"Grant this mercy, O Lord, we beseech Thee, to Thy servant departed, that he may not receive in punishment the requital of his deeds who in desire did keep Thy will, and as the true faith here united him to the company of the faithful, so may Thy mercy unite him above to the choirs of angels. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen."

Then with the final petition:
"May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace", the little procession of cross-bearer, surpliced clerics, priest and others return to the sacristy reciting the De Profundis as they go.
My assumption was wrong, Tessa was at hospital, but I had a smile on my face, I have no complaints of what has happened. I remained there, looking at the engravings on the tomb. It read "George Stayen 1978-2034".
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