What intrigues you about a person you have just met?
Is it the way they look?
The way they speak?
What they say?
How they think?
How they make you feel?
How similar/different they are to/from you?
A combination of all these boils down to plain ol’ chemistry… doesn’t it?🙂 But besides that aren’t there times when you meet someone and you just feel like you know this person? Its happened to me quite a few times, mostly the people concerned have become lifelong friends and one or two others have really crossed swords with me – either ways they’re unforgettable. They’ve been there with me through the exciting and the depressive – making sure I’m learning as I move on.
So what is that instinctive feeling that guides us from general to particular i.e., through crowds towards friends? Is it some kind of deja vu or are we simply playing along to paths of destiny / kismet? I dunno the answer but every time it happens, I sit back and enjoy the magical reality of life. Such moments are like beautiful translucent bubbles bringing you something special as they drift in your direction. Lets catch them!🙂
“. . .sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?”
“Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.”
P.S.: Apologies for being so hopeless about writing the blog… i’ve been reading those personal notes urging me to write here… am an utterly lazy pea who needs to be pushed from the pod and so thank you for doing that. Warmth.