Maybe it is really fated.
There is something peculiar about this entity called Fate. Fate has a bad habit of poking fun at people. Some people are destined to meet after a period of several years. Others will never cross path again. This could be the evil doing of the Fate.
I have never been a believer in the existence of Fate. After thousands of years of evolution, do we, humans of higher intelligence, have such low self- esteem? Esteem so low that we cannot believe we can control things that happen to us? Fate -> the last possible answer to all things that happened to us?
I was a firm believer that we decide our own paths. We decide how things around us turn out and what happens to us: what we eat, what we wear, what CDs we buy and who we love. And because of this, I have a certain level of confidence in myself. This confidence can be felt through the way I speak, the way I carry myself and the way I do things. For a period of time, I was infallible -> things go only my way.
But the truth is, when problems occur, people turn to the supernatural after all avenues of mortal help has been exhausted. When things unexplainable happen, people turn and blame it on Fate.
But the question is does Fate exist? If it exists, who created it? Who decides what happens? Can one change Fate?
These questions never did occur to me before. I was too confident in myself. But these questions surfaced when a 6 years relationship ended abruptly. The reasons given still baffle and puzzle me. You do not end a 6 year relationship just to pursue another with a person who has disappeared for 8 years. You do not decide to end it just with a snap of the finger when all things are going smoothly. You do not refuse to try to salvage the pieces, not to mention talk about it, with the other half. You just DO NOT decide to stop a relationship just by flipping the switch.
Why did it happen? How did it end up in this stage?
I couldn't get an answer, thus like many others, I turned to Fate. I had to find Fate before I can ask him for an answer. But he eluded me for 2 weeks. After teasing me for 6 years, he refuses to come before me and testify for his actions.
In this age and time, humans have depended heavily on cause and action -> logic. There is still a part of me that refuse to give in to the fact that it happened just because it was meant to be. There must be a reason for all these! I won’t back down but there’s nothing much I can do either. The fact is, it has ended.
The only thing I can do now is to continue to hunt for Fate for a reason.
Why do I write this?
I do not intend to seek sympathy neither do I want wish to broadcast to the whole world that I’m out of love -> nothing glorious about it.
Look beside you before you go to sleep every night.
Look at the person whose hands you are holding.
Look deep inside your heart.
When was the last time you said “I Love You” with all your heart? Or given the other half a note/gift wrapped box for no reason? Or even give a close tight hug filled with all the warmth of your heart?
It is cliché but true: You know not what you have lost till you lose it. Trust me; you don’t want to go there.
If you have read this far, then you probably been in love before. Don’t you think you should be doing something special for him/her tonight? Everything makes a difference, no matter how small. A phone call straight after reading this just to say “I miss you”. A small box of chocolate wrapped in a ribbon. A kiss on the forehead. A tight hug. Everything makes a difference.
Look into his/her face and immerse yourself. Now do you remember why you fall in love with him/her in the first place?
How did you 2 get together in the first place?
Maybe it is really fated.