To

Zeus,

Father of Gods,

God of Sky and Thunder,

Mount Olympus.

Greece.

Dear Father,

I begin my epistle with a sedate and somber plea that after reading this, you would assist me in my task of justifying the 'sotto - voce' mysterious death of your son, Alexander, which took place nearly 2500 years ago. Nobody till the time being, has ever given it a thought that the one whose death gave rise to the Hellenistic civilization, new culture, literature, and politics, should at least effectuate a relatively decent cause for his death. I am no Plutarch or Dryden or Aristotle himself to be an epistemologist of Greek lore or legend, but being a simple witted greek mythomaniac, I would create a new path en route to the factors that occasioned his death. A prophecy that foretold the gruesome conspiracy to end the life of the greatest king of the earth.

All I want from you is a little aid, a little enlightenment, a little fortitude, and caliber to complete my work. Hope you will provide me countenance and tutelage to undertake the long tedious journey of the past.

Yours Sincerely

Saheli