When Psychic Thoughts Come True … A Life Story of Susmitha
It was a Friday afternoon at the office, and the week was slowly winding down.
I noticed Susmitha, one of my staff members, making her way toward me. With her soft-spoken nature and ever-present smile, her arrival brought a sense of serenity and positivity to the room.
“Hello, Sir,” Susmitha greeted me gently as she approached my desk.
I welcomed her warmly and gestured for her to take a seat in front of me. Curious about her visit, I inquired about her job and asked if she needed any assistance.
“Certainly, Sir. I do require your advice, but it’s not related to work. It’s more of a personal matter,” Susmitha replied, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension.
“Please, go ahead. I’m here to help,” I encouraged her, assuring her that she could trust me.
With a slight hesitation, she began, “Sir, please don’t laugh at me. My problem is quite unique compared to others.”
I reassured her, promising that I would never ridicule her and that she could confide in me without any fear of judgment.
“Well,” she continued, her voice growing softer, “I’ve been experiencing something peculiar. Thoughts that cross my mind seem to manifest in reality soon after. It’s become quite unsettling, and I’m starting to fear my own thoughts. Why is this happening to me?”
As Susmitha spoke, her usual cheerful countenance gave way to a more serious expression. I fell silent for a moment, allowing her words to sink in. This was indeed a perplexing situation, one that I had never encountered before.
My mind wandered in search of an answer, contemplating the vast reservoir of knowledge I had accumulated over the years. I had delved into countless psychology books and magazines, but this particular problem was new to me.
Suddenly, an answer flashed into my mind. It seemed like the best response to her unusual dilemma.
“It is purely coincidence,” I said, trying to alleviate her concerns. “You remember the only things that have happened. Suppose a hundred thoughts crossed your mind, but only one thought became a reality. Then you worry about that incident, forgetting the other ninety-nine thoughts that never came true. It’s a psychological game of the mind. There’s no need to worry. It can happen to anybody.”
I advised her with a reassuring smile, hoping to ease her worries. However, her next response surprised me and, to some extent, even shocked me.
“I can understand that point. But in my case, all one hundred thoughts become reality. That’s the scary thing. My nights are sleepless. What should I do?” Susmitha said, her face growing gloomy.
I became speechless for a minute, looking silently at her face. She shifted her gaze from me and stared out the window.
I was in a confused state. Could it be true? How is it possible? My rational mind started searching for the best answer.
“Could you share a few more experiences with me?” I inquired, hoping to gain more insight into her situation.
“One week before, I saw a man on the street who lives near my area. A thought came into my mind: he will die soon. The next day, I heard that he died in an accident,” Susmitha said. Her voice filled with sadness as she looked at me.
“Have you had any more thoughts like that?” I became more curious, wanting to understand the extent of her experiences.
“Yes, Sir. That thought was about you. I was so afraid to share it with you. I thought you would get angry with me,” she confessed, her eyes welling up with tears.
My surprise grew as I listened to her. Thoughts about my own future? This was getting more personal and unnerving.
“You can share whatever thought you have with me. I will never be angry with you,” I assured her, hoping to provide some comfort in her distress.
Susmitha hesitated for a moment, collecting herself before continuing.
“I had a thought that you would close this business soon and move to a distant place. It has been haunting me for several days now. I don’t know what to do, sir. I really wish my thoughts were wrong, but my previous experiences make me doubt.”- She started crying.
I reached out and handed her a tissue, urging her to take her time. As she wiped away her tears, I tried my best to offer her reassurance.
“Don’t be silly, Susmitha. I’ve been running this business successfully for a long time, and everything is going well. There’s nothing to worry about. These thoughts are baseless, nothing more.”
Though I spoke those words with conviction, doubts began to creep into my own mind. How could such random thoughts come true? What was the rational explanation behind it all? I had always been skeptical of predictions and people claiming to foresee the future. It seemed like a charade to deceive others.
But Susmitha’s words lingered in my mind. No employee would risk their job by sharing such things, knowing it could backfire. Why would she confide in me if she didn’t believe it to be true? These questions troubled me deeply that night, robbing me of a peaceful sleep.
I resolved to prove Susmitha wrong, to find a logical explanation that would put her doubts to rest.
My business was thriving, cash flow was stable, and I even had plans to expand with new branches in different cities. With over a hundred staff members, everything was on the right track. I couldn’t let these unfounded fears disrupt my confidence.
But fate had a different plan. Two months later, the business climate changed abruptly. Nearby businesses collapsed, cash flow dwindled, and I found myself facing substantial losses. I tried everything within my power to salvage the situation, but each attempt met with failure.
Eventually, I had no choice but to close down my dream business, which had flourished for twelve years.
Devastated and disillusioned, I left the place without saying goodbye to Susmitha. She had been right, and I had no answers for her.
As the years passed, I often wondered about her fate. Had she found the answers she sought? How did some people possess this inexplicable ability?
Since then, I have dedicated my time to unraveling this mystery. I’ve delved deep into the workings of the human mind, seeking answers about its complexity and untapped potential. While I still don’t believe in predictions or fortune-tellers, I can’t deny the power of the mind and its influence on our reality.
Perhaps one day, I will find the answers I seek and write a book about this extraordinary phenomenon. Until then, I continue my quest to understand the mysteries of the human mind and the unexplained occurrences that perplex us all.
And as for Susmitha, wherever she may be now, I hope she found the answers she looked for. Perhaps her experiences hold the key to unlocking the secrets of the mind’s extraordinary potential. The human mind is really a miracle.
