Are we really in control of our destinies?
Tehran, 1969.
An Assyrian fortune teller, who is well-known for her accurate predictions, informs a young woman, Mahin, that she would soon meet a young man with blond hair and blue eyes and travel the world.
John, a British Engineer, is posted on a temporary assignment to Iran to estimate the costs of one of the Shah’s most prestigious construction projects. Following his arrival, he receives an unexpected invitation to the races where he catches sight of a breathtakingly beautiful young woman sitting with her friends. To his utter astonishment she appears to be pointing at him!
Stunned by her appearance, and bewildered by her attention, his heart is in his mouth.
What follows is a remarkable true story that asks and tentatively answers the question ''Are we really in control of our destinies?'' If truth is not only stranger but more compelling than fiction, why read romantic fiction rather than a true story of love, passion and uncontrollable desire, the foretelling of which was as certain as destiny itself?
