I looked at the sky one more time. It was still cloudy. The sun had been playing hide and seek since morning. It rained heavily the night before and we woke up to a misty morning. I hurriedly took breakfast. I was still going through the day's programme, like I had done countless times, during the night. I rehearsed events and ran my mind through various scenarios. My eyes kept watch over the sky.
I was deep in thought when the persistent naysayer came up with her negative energy again. "Mr. Atemi, what if the chief guest fails to turn up? What will you do?", I looked at her, shook my head and said; "I am sure he will come. I spoke to him late last night," I lied. Actually, I had tried calling him several times in vain. My calls went unanswered. At other times, the line was unavailable. I texted him in despair to remind him of the event he was to officially launch. By midmorning, he hadn't responded to either my calls or texts. But I refused to panic.