Heading to the apartment, I was thinking what just happened. “I am very sure that I just met God,” I talked to myself excitingly, “yes, it was God. I discernibly felt the presence when the vigorous gust attacked my table. What’s more, I unmistakably heard someone calling my name and perceptibly felt someone touching my right cheek. It was God who brought my first reward from heaven with the cryptic gust. It was so strange; it was a matter of seconds. I have never experienced such a mystic gust in all my life. Yap, it was definitely God; it was beyond any doubt. I met Him the very first time in my life,” I nodded in high spirit. “I cannot believe in my own luck! I have just completed writing my first book for six hours and already received the first reward. What’s more, God himself has delivered it from the heaven. I love my life enormously. It is too much! What an auspicious beginning!” I yelled at the full moon beside myself. The particular passage from Old Testament cropped up in my mind out of the blue: The Lord said to Moses, “I have heard the murmurings of the people of Israel; say to them, ‘At twilight you shall eat flesh, and in the morning you shall be filled with bread; then you shall know that I am The Lord your God.’”
“It is heavenly manna!” I cried out with relish. “Thank God, I understand everything!” On my way to the apartment, I was constantly jumping in the air, clapping my feet, and yodeling at the top of my voice.