“Do you believe in coincidences? Or do you feel that concept of Maktub is true? Like.. for instance, do you think there’s a reason behind why we met here today?” I ask her curiously whilst trying to steal a glance of her from my visional periphery. She didn’t respond for quite a long time (or I guess she didn’t), during which her eyes were restless-yet-composed. As though they were looking for lost vocables in empty sea shells, on this abandoned shore.. Few moments later, she cleared her throat to speak..
The reason why our paths crossed here, is far less relevant than, where they take us from here.
I found myself just nodding thoughtfully. And we just sat there for what felt almost like an eternity. .
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