Hello, my name is Arjun, and this is my life's narrative. In the United Arab Emirates, I work for an international company as a technical lead. However, my experience has not been typical at all. I often feel like I'm different people. I'm quiet and serene most of the time. At other times, though, I'm a very conventional and devout person who lives by rituals. I also occasionally talk about topics I do not understand nothing about, am futuristic and forward-thinking, or even hear voices. I occasionally lose my temper inexplicably.
Even though I don't really believe in God, I frequently find myself spending hours in meditation and creating elaborate tantric drawings that appear to originate from a place beyond my comprehension. When I'm by myself, I converse with an unidentified presence and blindly obey its instructions. I'm not sure why, but something or someone in my life is supporting me. I'm not sure if it's God or the Devil, but I do know that I'm not in this alone.
My software development team and I normally have a morning meeting to start the day. We talk about our activities from yesterday and today. Even though I don't always grasp the requirements that business analysts and project managers communicate, I manage to solve the most complicated difficulties that are frequently presented to me. This is a common occurrence with practically all tasks. Something takes control when I sit down to work and leads me to accomplishment.
I started out as a software developer, advanced to senior software developer, became a software lead, and am currently the technical lead for several different projects. Every promotion seemed to work like magic. When I speak with management, they seem to be completely in agreement with me, as though I possess some kind of secret persuasive ability. My communication with this unseen presence gets stronger every day. It helps me navigate the challenges of both my personal and professional lives.
Feeling overpowered by the obstacles of the day, I made the decision to meditate one evening. I closed my eyes in search of calm as the walls were shadowed by the weak light from my work lamp. A reassuring and guiding familiar presence enveloped me as my thoughts wandered. Behind my eyelids, images of tantric symbols danced, and a voice, unidentifiable as male or female, spoke in my ear.
It said, "Trust the path." "You are never alone."
I experienced fresh clarity when I opened my eyes. I grabbed my pen and started sketching, creating beautiful, flowing designs on the page. Even though the patterns were completely new to me, they had a very familiar feel to them. I had serenity and a sense of connectedness while I worked.
Feeling overpowered by the obstacles of the day, I made the decision to meditate one evening. Shadows were created by my desk lamp's weak light.
At work the following day, a very difficult issue arose. The team was having trouble coming up with a solution because of the unclear specifications. The voice came back to me while I sat at my desk, directing my thoughts and actions. I typed frantically, my fingers working more quickly and accurately than I had ever imagined. The problem was handled in a matter of hours, and the elegant and practical solution worked.
My coworkers gave me a bewildered and amazed expression. One questioned, "How did you do that?"
The months went by, and my reputation increased. The management trusted my judgement without question and relied on me to make important decisions. I was still being guided by my enigmatic companion, and our relationship was getting closer every day. I started to accept the contrasts in my life—the peace and the tumult, the old and the new, the believer and the doubter.
After a very productive project, I came home one evening to find an enigmatic gift on my porch. There was a handwritten message inside that said, "The answers you seek lie in the ancient temple of Gauripur." There was a map next to it with the temple highlighted in red. I was intrigued and a little nervous, so I looked into it.
I reserved a trip to India for the following morning. I felt a heightened sensation of an invisible presence leading me on my way to Gauripur. I arrived at the temple to find it empty and eerily quiet, but for the sound of the wind rustling through the old stones. I could feel a trembling, almost supernatural energy beneath my feet as I moved through the temple.
I discovered an ancient, worn statue deep within the temple. A faint humming sound filled the air as I got closer, increasing louder and more intense. I sensed a connection with the statue as the vibrations seemed to match my heartbeat and gave me the impression that it was alive and aware of me. The buzzing became into a voice and started to reverberate in my head.
It said, "You are chosen." "Embrace your destiny."
I experienced a surge of energy and realised what was going on. I had been led all along by this magical power, this old presence. It was about accepting the unknown and having faith in the road that was set out for me, not about being a believer or a sceptic.
I came back to the UAE with a fresh sense of direction. But the mystery grew more complex. Strange events started to happen. On my desk sat documents that I had never seen before, explaining cutting-edge algorithms and futuristic technologies. Already outstanding, my work was getting close to being magical.
One evening as I was working late, my computer screen went blank and the lights fluctuated. Something said, "You are not alone." Never put your trust in anyone." I looked around, startled, but there was no one in the office. Unknown number buzzed on my phone. I hesitantly replied.
A garbled voice said, "Arjun, you're being watched." They are aware of your skills. Watch who you put your trust in."
I had more questions than answers after the call's sudden finish. Who was observing me? And why?
Determined to know the truth, I started quietly looking into my supervisors and coworkers. Through my investigation, I was able to learn about a covert organisation within the corporation that was studying both antiquated and cutting-edge technology. They knew I could do things, and they were utilising me as a pawn in their larger plan.
I went up against the executive leader one evening. "Why are you doing this?" I insisted.
He grinned. "Arjun, you are exceptional. You are extremely valuable because of your link to the ancient forces. We can discover secrets that will transform the planet with your assistance."
I chose to act independently because I felt deceived. I came up with a plan to reveal the secret society and their evil plans with the help of my invisible friend. I knew that was the correct thing to do, even if it was a risky move.
Finally, the day of reckoning came. Equipped with proof, I showcased my conclusions to the board of the organisation. Members of the secret society watched in dismay as their schemes fell apart in front of them. The conspirators were apprehended once the authorities were notified.
I had a feeling of release when the dust fell. The voyage was far from ended, even if my strange friend had helped me through another ordeal. It was still there, a steady companion in my life, watching over and defending me.
And so, as I negotiate life's intricacies and the invisible forces that mould my fate, my story goes on, full of mystery and intrigue. The whispering shadows are a boon and a bane, but every obstacle I overcome makes me stronger and more perceptive to the mysteries of the cosmos.