Tarik smiled, " I was just joking about the birthmark". He could sense an anger, a resentment towards God when she spoke about the future. Her body language was little less confident then before like she had some kind of struggle going inside her mind. Tarik squeezed her soft hand in his hands.<br/><br/>He looked again at her hand, all the lines were so cleart cut, not jumbled like his own. "You have natural leadership abilities, it all depends on how you use them. There is going to be a turbulent time in your future. It all depends what kind of decisions you make at that point of time. And I was not joking about that greatness thing, you will someday have that 'he told me so' moment". There was a twinkle in his eye.<br/><br/>Tarik came back to her second question, "I spent lot of my childhood around weird mystics, never went to school you know. I was kind of home schooled or you can say barely schooled at all. Streets were my school", he joked. "I wish I could now go to school, i missed that whole experience".