Sagar Vashisht

"Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing direction. You change direction, but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why?

Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. The storm is you. Something inside you. So all you can do is give in to it, step inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it step by step. There's no Sun there, no Moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverised bones.

But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what the storm's all about."

/Kafka on the shore/