Nachiketa held his hand and took him to the chamber of gods. As they entered the room, Omi found himself engulfed in the highest level of the consciousness. He was mesmerised by the serenity and the purity of the room. He kept walking, hypnotised by the ambience till he was standing right in front of the book with the golden pages.
"Is it the book of destiny you were talking about" Omi confirmed.
Nachiketa gave a childish smile.
"Who will write my destiny," Omi asked while looking at the empty pages
" None other than you; it is you who has always done it, we gods are just the facilitators" saying this Nachiketa vanished.