It's perhaps the world's first novel as someone witnessing the flight hi-jack attacks upon the twin towers of the World Trade Center in New York on September 11, 2001. It's the retrospective of an Indian girl, Volga Narain, who born and bought up in US. As the result of the WTC disaster, She was losing entire domain of her love and dreams. Although she was an ordinary girl, she interpreted things extra ordinarily. She thought about the things that science can't be explained ever. She surprised about the transcendence of ideology to make man suicide bomber. And she puzzled before the authentic riddle like moaning of mongrel before a death imminent. Magical formation of dew on grass in dawns. Metamorphosis of today's bread as tomorrow's muscle.. Will the universe for ever, how will be the rest of it, otherwise..? She contemplated Soul.. Meditation.. Transmigration of soul and re-incarnations... She found that the answered ones are amazingly lesser than the unanswered ones. That's why the monks becoming dumb after their life long introspection. Monk says he know nothing. That's the eternal truth.. Anybody knows nothing about the actual cause. Finally she realizing that the Soul is the whole.. Soul is the cause of this universe.. If there is no soul, there is no universe for anybody. That means universe is the creation of soul-alias-my universe makes my soul.. And yet she was alike......