My next story is in search to find.
To find that someone, to spend some time with.
Sounds a bit scary, I have to say.
My mind is bringing me to a time when I was in university.
I studied social science or at least it was put in that box.
Government administration it is called in english.
It was this sociology class I followed where the professor said something.
Well, he said quite a lot.
Something he mentioned, opened up my ears.
He said, he could predict who we were going to get married to.
I was intrigued, perhaps just a little interested.
To keep that distance, for me to find my own answer.
Staying safe, not getting influenced by his words.
And so I listened, to what he had to say.
Where I was going to find my lover or where he was so sure I was going to meet him.
He talked for a little while.
I wasn’t really listening, because why should I.
I think I speak for a large crowd or at least the ones who never really listened to the teacher at school.
At least the words they were saying.
The professor mentioned again he could predict where we would find our partner for life, the one we were going to marry.
My attention fired up and I looked at the seats in front of me.
I don’t know why, however I did.
They were empty, at least a few.
I remember from another course of European politics about the story of the empty chair.
A message of importance, don’t know anymore what was the big deal.
The professor of Sociology continued his talk, while my mind had wandered off for a few seconds, perhaps some minutes.
I was actually a bit disappointed about what he said, about who we were going to marry.
It was so obvious, I almost felt bad about myself.
Words which stayed on my mind for all this time.
Where the way I felt made me remember that class.
It was already a long time ago, it could be these weren’t exactly his words.
However the meaning of it covers what he said.
“Your partner who you’ll marry is someone within a reach of one meter”.
This person should be in your surroundings, which is my interpretation.
How can it not be?
Then my mind wandered again.
Fast forward, I finished my class, passed the exam.
Now, I don’t think anymore so much what this professor once said.
Whatever this reach is where I would find that person I am going to get married to.
I believe it is more important to leave some things for the imaginary.
Just to keep it open and let things happen accordingly, without any interference.
It could be a look on his face, a meeting in time and space.
Where we feel comfortable and at ease.
So whoever you might be, I hope you are nice and kind.
And when that day comes, I would say something like.
“My name is Lakshmi”.