EXTRA SENSORY POWERS OF OUR GIRL CHILD - beware

EXTRA SENSORY POWERS OF OUR GIRL CHILD - beware

HOW WOMEN COMMUNICATE - AT MENTAL LEVEL 



TELESPEAKINGLY

The story of our little girl must be told in a unique style so as to make the maximum impact that we seek to deliver to the male dominated world. We have chosen to tell her entire story through the extraordinary powers of mind reading, of this girl, of any one she wishes to target, influence or communicate with, at mental level regardless of the physical proximity.

PEBBLE - INITIALLY SHARP, LATTER SMOOTH

The name of our little special girl is Pebble.  Pebble is a sharp edged stone broken off by nature’s forces of expansion by heat and contraction by cold, plant growth, jack hammers or many times blasted by dynamite from its mother boulder, resting peacefully in the Rocky Mountains becomes a pebble finally, its sharp edges smooth grounded down. It travels a very tedious treacherous and lonely journey through the mountain sides, sharp water falls, crushing rapids, and force full pushes of the many rivulets finally ending up in the major rivers.

EXTRA SENSORY PERCEPTION    

At the tender age of five years Pebble understood a great many things about her parents, and she knew instinctively that they didn’t comprehend the how part of it, and many times refused to believe in her intelligence. But some day they would have to believe it and she was ready to wait.

Pebble’s mother Polka

Pebble’s father Paddy

Thinking of, thinking about, just thinking hard,

WIFE'S CONCERN FOR ANGRY ALCOHOLIC HUSBAND 

Polka was crying and so worried about her husband Paddy. Some of the things she was worried about were too grown up for Pebble to understand – vague things that had to do with security of Paddy’s self-image, feelings of guilt, anger, addiction to alcohol and the fear of what was to become of them. 

PEBBLES FEAR OF ABANDONMENT 

Pebble’s six year old friend Portia had told her that once her father had punched her mom right in the eye and knocked her down. Finally these two parents had gotten a divorce over the bad abusive habit of husband’s drinking. Now her friend was living with her mother and saw her daddy only on week ends like an outsider, stranger guest. 

APPREHENSION OF POSSIBLE DIVORCE

The greatest terror of Pebble ‘s life was Divorce, a word that always appeared in her mind as a sign painted in red letters which were covered with hissing poisonous snakes. In divorce your parents no longer lived together. They had a tug of war over you in a court. Pebble was not sure which kind of court, badminton court?? Or Tennis court?? Since both her parents had played badminton and tennis in the near by club she assumed it could be either, and you had to go with only one of them and you practically never saw the other one. Also the one you were with could remarry somebody new you didn’t even know if the urge came on them. This event could start a whole new ball game of abuse and hatred with the step parent.      

MENTAL COMMUNICATION - TOXIC THOUGHTS

Pebble had the power to sense this constant undercurrent in her parents mind screen. These thoughts of divorce hung over the kitchen tables like a cloud full of black rain, pregnant, ready to burst. They weren’t talking to each other then but thinking oh yes. Pebble had simply to concentrate to understand the pattern of energy flowing in their minds and their thoughts would crystallize instantly. She would let her mind fly out to her Paddy and pick up the thought of suicide, not knowing what it meant. 

PICTURESQUE MENTAL DRAMAS AT THE CLINIC

In one of those flashes that sometimes came, she got a complete thought from an old lady, one that floated above the confused, low pitched babble of emotions and colors that she usually got in crowded places. So instead she squeezed in between her parents on the small sofa they were sharing and watched all the multitudes of pregnant woman waiting, worrying and wearing out.

CAUGHT OFF GUARD

Pebble giggled and then Polar their family friend, said something mentally, (sure you want to fly this plane) to her very clearly. Pebble heard the unsaid syntax word by word. Pebble looked at the stranger a little startled. Then Polar winked at her graciously and returned to the conversation with Polka. Polka looked from Polar’s broad serge-clad back to her daughter. She had the oddest feeling that something had passed between them, something she could not quite follow. 

TELESPEAKING IS MENTAL LANGUAGE

You got a knack miss Pebble, said Mr. Polar. Of course I do. I call it Telespeaking. That is what my grandmother called it. She had it. We used to sit in the kitchen when I was even younger and have long talks without even opening our mouths.

PEEKING SECRETLY INTO THEIR PRIVATE THOUGHTS - NOT OK

Polar requested of Pebble to relate what your mom and dad are thinking right now. Most times if I want to but usually I don’t try. “Why not?” Well… she paused a moment, troubled. It would be like peeking into their bedroom and watching while they are doing the thing that makes babies. It would be dirty. They wouldn’t like me peeking at their thinking screen. They want to make a baby sister for me because mom had a sister when she was young and she died hit by a delivery truck when she chased a ball into the street.

PEBBLE CAN SEE THE FUTURE CLEARLY & EASILY 

I do understand things but my vocabulary is limited now. People feel things and I feel them to a limit. I have an invisible playmate. Her name is Polly. Sometimes when I try very hard to understand things, Polly comes to my rescue and shows me stuff which has not yet happened but will happen. She calls them nightmares. But scientists call it precognition. It all means seeing the future. Pebble had told her mother that the TV guide was under the bed when she was hunting for it frantically all over the house for many hours. On another day she also thought it would be better to wear her rubber gum boots to nursery school even though the sun was out… and later that day they walked home under her umbrella through pouring rain. How Pebble could pre-guess both these events was very troubling to Polka. Many times Polka would decide to have an unusual evening cup of tea, go out in the kitchen and find her favorite cup out with a tea bag in it. Pebble would just arrange all this like a normal routine as if reading her mom’s mind ahead of her thinking. Polka would remember that books were due at the library and automatically find them all neatly piled up on the hall table, her library card on top. If Paddy would take into his head to wax the family Honda, and find himself shocked to find Pebble already out there, listening to her favorite music on her MP3 player as she sat on the curb to watch the waxing operation.   

MEDICAL DIAGNOSIS - PSYCHOSIS

The medical doctor, Porter who had examined Pebble was ready with his diagnosis about her precarious mental condition. She is in a pretty good position to develop a full-fledged psychosis. Unhappy home life, a big imagination, the invisible friend who was so real to her, and power to predict was taking a heavy toll on her health. Instead of growing out of her childhood schizophrenia, she was growing into it with a strong probability to end up as an autistic.

HOW SHE KNOWS THE FUTURE EVENTS BEFOREHAND - BAFFLING 

Paddy had been talking on the phone arguing about some controversial patent last night. Next day Pebble casually mentions this topic to her mother Polka who was alarmed to hear this news. The question framed on her lips was one she and Paddy had asked Pebble a hundred times: How did you know that?  They were discussing her knowledge of things she had no way of knowing at all. And she did know, mom was convinced of that fact. 

CENTER OF ATTRACTION

Pebble meets a host of international females at the world conference on Empowering Women, where her mother is one of the key note speakers on the crucial topic of Poverty. Women from Puerto Rico, Portugal, Panama, Portland, Punjab, Pakistan, Peru, Polska, Poland, & others interact with great interest.  The devotion attached to the emotions is the root cause of all problems. Therefore we need to detach ourselves from emotional people and their emotional past happenings. With pebble around no one can have any sort of secrets. The tears that heal are also the tears that scald and scourge first. The moral of the story is that life drama will unfold no matter what: you know the future or you do not know it does not make any difference. Therefore act with CAUTION every moment. Think ten times of the consequences of your act.  

Rohit Khanna - IN-CHARGE always.