Man proposes God disposes

I have always believed that Life, in its enormity, is a series of if-else loops. Though the sequence of events involving any decision may be fuzzy, the decisions themselves are binary .....from which there’s rarely any looking back.

It all started with first impressions and oembarked n a thought process that opened a Pandora’s Box of questions.

There are times when we feel instantaneously at ease with people from the first.

Why?

Switch (practical/honest reason)

Case 1: We would have detected positive vibes from them (may or may not be on the basis of other modes of communication like e-mails/calls etc) in response to which a clean-cut mental image of them is built in our minds.

Case 2: Or it could be because we see something of ourselves in them…..or something which we wish to be ourselves.

Case 3: Or it could be because we do not sense any threat from them…..our insecurities, suspicions and hesitancy are allayed in their presence

Case 4: Or that there is an element of truth, frankness and honesty about them that’s very appealing, natural and can be related to easily.

Case 5: Or that they make us feel alive.....like none other.

Default: They like us as well :)!

I digress here to explain that this is a typical case statement in C, the output of which is a single choice. In reality, the answer could be all of them.

The spoke in the rotating wheel makes its prickly presence felt in the following ways – what if we realize that we have seen only what we wished to see? What if this positive image gets tarnished by some unsavoury incident? What if we realize that all that attention bestowed as been misunderstood at the most fundamental level? What if the very characteristics which appealed to us now seem phoney?

When I used the words “Give a chance...to yourself as well” with the fond hope that ABS would understand, little did I realize that how much our lives had meshed to maintain a semblance of shocking parallellism.

It’s all about chances. But then, when it’s been decreed that I do not even deserve one, where’s a second one let alone the first?