I woke up around 4:30 in the morning and my daily schedule started. After 20 minutes I bathed with herbs, went straight to the roof and do one hour of meditation. I woke up chubby, took him to the garden to play with him and pick up some leaves. As a tradition in witch world we have to brew some freshly boiled tea before for the preparation of sigils. After boiling the tea, I left chubby alone and went back to my room with tea in my hands. I sat on the floor and with the help of my mother diary I started drawing sigils by making use of my inner energy. I started reciting the spell.
May the energy of this world and heaven start flowing in my veins. I want the latent energy of the world creation within me to always make me walk on the right path.
"Drawing sigil is an art which shows your inner feelings. For drawing sigils you have to be true to yourself and others. You should not harness bad feelings for others. The quality of sigil reflect nothing but yourself", this was what written in my mom's diary. My sigil was beautifully drawn but still far away from my mom's drawing.
After that I drank the tea and left some for Vince in the teapot on the table. He was a late riser. When he woke up, I had already prepared breakfast for us and fed chubby. I dressed up myself for the school and started arranging the dining table while waiting for Vince.
The sound of his footsteps was becoming more and more evident. He came near the table drew the chair and started looking at the breakfast. He lugged the plate near his chest
and as always put some salad and pour some tea in the cup. His looked like a schoolgoing boy who rose up from the bed knowing that today is Sunday. He was in his navy blue trousers and white shirt. All his hair messed up as of he came straight to the table. I also started putting things in my plate. I put one toast sandwich with some salad and fruit yoghurt in a bowl. I started eating while my eyes down but I was getting feeling like Vince was watching me. Suddenly he called my name. I asked him what's the matter. He asked me if I was all prepared to go to school. I answered him showing some strange impression on my face.
Why he was asking?
Does he suddenly began wanted shed off the coldness between us?
Or may be he want to drop me to the school gate?
I started knitting such kinds of thought in my brain. And he said,
Today is Saturday
I opened my mouth in the O shape. I wanted to utter something but couldn't. I saw Vince smirking and he was looking so cute that I forgot all my embarrassment.
Was this the signal that my spring is coming?
After finishing my breakfast I went straight to my room. I started doing my research in the field of sorcery. As an Eclectic witch I had to study a good deal of witchcraft from various sources unlike other witches who had to master only one particular field. After consuming my 5 hours on research, I laid down for a nap. I woke up by chubby noise after 2 hours of nap. I carried chubby to my bed and lay down. Chubby likes lying on my stomach.
After that I went downstairs, Vince still hadn't came from work. So I reheated the morning herbal tea and drank it. I started preparing for dinner early as I had to wrote a debate. I prepared rice and thai curry with some butter scotch ice cream. I ate dinner early as to complete the schoolwork and made chubby ate his too. I reactivated the house protection spell, wrote a note for Vince to eat his portion and went straight upstairs.
"Ok so the topic is, destiny is created by our own hands and I have to prepare the negative side." I spoke to myself.
"So Chubby, will you help me?" I asked.
He woofed as if he was giving his consent. I hugged him and got my pen down on paper.
I collected my views on this topic and started writing. I thought about writing the introduction part in the last. I started directly with my main content of the debate.
From the ancient texts across the world, there are myths and legends that one person cannot escape his/her already written fate. Destiny controls the fate of every single thing in this universe whether you or me.
"I think I should remove the words whether you or me." I talked to myself and cut those words and again started writing.
Everything of this whole world happenings are already written. No matter how a person tries to avoid the idea or want to create destiny by his own hands or want to change but something which is bound to happen will happen no matter how much you want to change it by your efforts.
"I think I should add some examples. What should I add ...oh yes the epic example of Julius Caesar." I had a habit of talking to myself.
The assassination of Julius Caesar can prove my words. Spurrina the soothsayer in Roman times had predicted Caesar's death from various omens. Caesar knew that maybe that day was his last day and despite all the efforts of Calpurnia to stop him from going out he didn't stop by her plead and all her efforts were in vain. This classic example can verify my statement. History is full of with such examples. No one can change the destiny. It was predetermined course of events which will take place in its own predetermined time. No one can escape from this. What is bound to happen will happen, what person you are bound to meet will meet you and if your destiny wants you to entangled with someone which you least predicted, will be entangled with you.
But why at this thought I think of that grey eyed boy and my heart started throbbing fast. I dropped my pen. I wrapped up my work and cleared the desk area. Made chubby bed, put him in it and fell asleep on my bed.