This happened when I was reading my book, The Secret, and took a break for some cleaning work in the backside of my house. My sister was describing the water apple, the local name is paneer Chamba fruit, that she has eaten from the tree at our church. Me and my mother had a conversation with her about the fruit free. It was not that exact tree we were talking about, but maybe a variety of the water apple trees. We both were talking about that fruit and then we moved on to other topics.

Within a couple of minutes, one of my cousins-in-law came to our house. She handed us the same water apple fruit she had picked up while she was coming over to see us. And it was that variety of the fruit that we had just been talking about. Even though there was a very rare chance of getting that particular type of fruit, I got the exact fruit I was thinking of within minutes, and that too from someone I never thought of.