Fate. The term had crossed her mind for a brief second when she first laid eyes on him tonight in the crowd of unknown faces across the street. She’d never believed in fate before today, always brushing it off as romantic bullshit that people conveniently used to explain statistical anomalies they couldn’t understand otherwise. But today anomalies that had spreaded its infinte branches with every small to minuscule decisions, every tiny to big steps with each breath she took, have brought her to this spot under this old street light to make her feel alive again.
What could it be? Except it being the karma that has conspired with the time to bring them in one streamline.
Written by: Twahidul
Fate | Twahidul | Kunal | www.pandulipi.net | Emotional | Story | English