Preface

The journey of this book started as a simple memoir composed of some personal life stories and experiences that led to a rabbit hole full of complex items and ideas as if a person dug his or her backyard to make dirt bed for plants and found a piece of ancient ruins and ultimately an entire city buried underneath. Thus something very light became heavy and dense with substance like the smokes and dusts that created the earth and the mountains and the oceans that make us wonder and inquisitive.

I started to write this book in 2011 and finished it in 2013 and self published it in 2013. In 2011 as the writing of this book started and as it progressed with time strange phenomena and coincidences started to take place around me; these strange incidents and coincidences could not be explained in a simple and conventional way even though those were not all metaphysical extra sensory experience; some of those involved objects and visible activities. The frequency of these incidents and coincidences made me become aware of the presence of some unseen beings and I started to research if other people had such experiences and I found that many other people had such experiences and some people described them as paranormal activities. So I started to research more about this; and more I researched about this more of these incidents and coincidences started to take place around me, involving me. Then I tried to find out why it was happening with me and around me particularly. Eventually I found out that it was something about the book I was writing, the book that you are about to read. But I did not understand what it was about the book that could draw such attention because it was a very simple book that had ordinary stories of my personal life and my professions. Then I started to receive indirect messages from unknown sources that the book must be edited and that was before I published it; and it was very strange; because first I wrote it on notebook papers! Who knew what I was writing? This messaging from unknown sources went on even after I published the book and it continued till today. At the beginning I could not gather what to edit in this book. Then I followed the clues and foot prints that they had been leaving and I realized that I would have to excise quite a bit of the book if I had considered what they wanted me to edit but particularly and precisely the eye was on a poem; a poem that was written about the 9/11 attack event named “The tears of 9/11.” I understood that these people did not want American people to read this poem. Strangely something existed in this poem that they wanted to hide from the world. But stranger than that was that I myself did not know what secret was hidden in this poem. All I Knew was that whatever was hidden in this poem must be crucial for American people since these unseen beings were extremely aggressive about it and remained persistent to remove it. As time passed I realized that they also wanted me to change the name of the book and edit another poem in the book. Then like all roads lead to Rome all their demands led to 9/11. I realized that they had some connections to the 9/11 attack and they were afraid to be exposed. Who are these unseen beings? What secret they are afraid of? What are their ties to 9/11 attack? What is the secret in the name of this book? This seemed to me very strange!

But how can we trace foot prints of some beings that are invisible? It is impossible and difficult to know the unseen with certainty but we can certainly trace their foot prints that confirm their existence; the way we trace wind as wind leaves its foot prints; we don’t see wind we see leaves moving we feel cool; we don’t see wind we see funnels of dust and debris and whatever it pick up and it leave its marks and foot prints in the destructions it cause and we call it tornados.

There was a time when mankind did not know that such a thing called atom existed; atoms were unseen. But it did not end there; inside unseen atoms were electrons, protons neutrons; but that was not the end of it; there were even smaller particles in electrons and protons and neutrons called quarks and leptons and there were particles and antiparticles in these quarks and leptons that had been individually indentified and labeled by the scientists; the quarks were top, bottom, up, down, strange, charm; the leptons were such as the electron and the electron neutrino; the muon and the muon neutrino; tau……..thus the world of the unseen atoms has been revealed. So, it is possible that there are some things even smaller than sub atomic particles that we have not yet discovered; and so it is possible that there are living beings that we cannot see because it requires special tools to see them and we have not discovered it yet. Because of the hidden mysteries that existed in this book which I did not know at the beginning and because of the interference of these unseen beings it got out of my control and the book started an indefinite journey and more editions needed to accommodate new information that attributed to 9/11. This first edition was the beginning of a very long journey.

In this edition to be read are: True stories.

True stories, because that was what came in my mind to write about and in this memoir of mine I wrote true stories belonged to a time frame that was recent at that time. I wrote selectively about some incidents of my life from that recent past and also from the distant past exactly where and how they happened and I mentioned parts of the exact conversations that took place. In that time frame I worked as a nurse and I wrote about the nursing homes and the hospitals in Cleveland and Columbus, Ohio, where I worked and I wrote about the patients at the hospitals, about the residents at the nursing homes; the colleagues I worked with that were nurses and nurses’ aides and others from other departments. I also worked as a staffing coordinator of a staffing agency; I wrote about that experience. I wrote about some of my relationships and my thoughts and feelings; I wrote about how lost I was spiritually; how far away I was from the truth and on the brink of being destroyed; and how I reversed gear to travel to the truth and my journey to the unseen world. In that time frame I got to know many people including my patients at the hospitals and the residents at the nursing homes and their families. They were from all walks of life. They were people in different shapes and colors and of different race and ethnicity; they were wonderful people with open arms and open minds. My interactions with them enriched my experience as it unveiled multi facets of the society. I am grateful for my family and all the people that existed in my life and all those that stepped into my life at any given time. No meeting was meaningless. Thank you. Sincerely yours.

Heeya sharmin