Yesterday, while coming back from lunch, a number of students tried to shove pamphlets into my hands. Even though I very politely said “No, thankyou”, they kept insisting that I should take one. For the simple reason that they were so rude, I didn't take a pamphlet, but I did get a quick look at them.

When I got home, I went through my snail-mail: something from the bank, and a strange envelope. I opened the envelope to find a single piece of paper, folded in half. Upon unfolding it, I realised that it was one of the pamphlets that I had refused earlier.

I feel a little like Harry Potter. It is obvious that I was meant to receive this pamphlet. Is it some kind of message? Should I be watching out for a giant guy on a flying motorbike? Should I keep a closer eye on my cats?