What if what wasn’t meant to be was actually meant to be.
An anomaly. A chance. A difficult choice. A close save. An (un)avoidable accident…
There comes a time when we are asked to make a choice, a choice that is very crucial that could decide, probably our future per say. It’s either a or b, unless there’s c and d. How hard can it be, right? We solve this complication say from experience, from the past, taking help of people who might have had the similar question, a similarly experienced person, likewise. So, with the future at stake and a mind full of determination and heart full of hope, we pick the most favorable one. We are happy with the decision, we already are plotting our next steps, making notes, updating calendars, getting ourselves ready for the curtains to rise up. But then at the very last moment, someone raises a doubt, a simple question that swirls back us into dilemma. We are stuck in a tornado torn between choice(s) while also struggling to breath. We finally see a next best alternative. We are pretty sure that if the first one didn’t pan out, this definitely would. But we had made up our mind, the first one. Even it means that we are going down, we will take it, risk it, and stand with our choice, because no matter what, no matter the consequences, we feel content with the choices we thus made and we know we are confident and strong enough to brave it. The rest is a sweet journey, we had always thought it would be.
What if what was meant to be wasn’t actually meant to be.
Wait, what is this? Isn’t it the same?
Let me ask you something, is it the same climbing up as it is climbing down? Let’s take a minute to sink in.
You are having a bad day, a terrible day actually. Nothing has gone according to how it should have. Out of no where, you feel a swift breeze of fresh air and you see her. (Please note that ‘You” is a guy, so lets say ‘you’ are the guy here. If you aren’t for real, then wear those guy’s Nike shoes, just for a minute. What? They fit? Didn’t you find your midnight Prince Cinderella? You’re welcome! ) You know her, she knows you and you talk to her for a brief amount of time. You feel that someone, something, perhaps that breeze is taking away the wary thoughts. You no longer feel the agony that was eating you up inside. You realize it a moment later. You try to understand the science behind it, no, not because you are science student and believe that there is always a scientific explanation to everything, but just out of curiosity, because those few moments were actually the time the gravity actually worked and the timidness was absorbed. (No, don’t do it, don’t bring physics into this. This is biology and chemistry, just stick to it.) You feel that sort of connection, you really really feel that this person is the one. So, you dare and one thing leads to another, perhaps the similarities, or the choices, or the nature, and you complete each other’s sentences. But, (Yes, I am sorry but there is a but) one fine day the similarities are the differences, the choices are the frowns, the sentences are abuses and… (you get the gist, its’s a fucking nightmare). And you sit with a glass in hand, the ice melting in your heat of the damp atmosphere, and you question everything, the decisions you made, the choices, the promises, the compromises, what not. But (yes, another but, because I am a Disney fan)… but you make up, apologize, smile at each other. May be it never happens again. But, (this but because I am Game of Thrones fan too, sorry) what if it does.
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Yes, before you point out the obvious, there is always a way, a choice that would have an happy ending, but I want you to ponder over the slightest of the slightest dilemma called
“What if?”
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I am participating in #NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month) and this is Day #8 post.
28 responses to “What if.”
What if it was meant to be and it couldn’t be?
Just messing around with my questions! Great post by the way.
Aren’t all lost love stories and marriages the result of what was meant to be but couldn’t be.
Thank you very much.
I don’t know about that. Still in search of my answer.
Oh, you will get the answer. Perhaps soon. But I hope you don’t ever come to this question.
Also, It’s not like I have had the pleasure/heartbreak myself. It is just an analysis of people around me.
So, have you found the one?
That’s kind of a tricky question.
I don’t know if he is the one and honestly I also do not know “If it’s meant to be?”
What’s your case?
Oh, that’s nice. At least you have someone
Wait, you are together, right. I guess, you will know if he is the one. I think there are certain signs, or something like that. If you feel happy with him, look forward in anticipation for him, want to spend time with him, etc etc : usual Signs.
But let me ask you something : Where do you see yourself in five or ten years from now, like what you expect the person beside you to be. Do you see yourself happy with that person (him)?
I think I should stop interrogating you now.
Me? Reminds me of a song by Akon: Lonely – ” I am so lonely, I’ve no body “.
My situation is more complicated than what you have asked.
And honestly 5 years? I do not know what am I going to do tomorrow let alone 5 years from now.
Well, the song is lovely, I think you’ll find the person too, it just depends on the time.
Aren’t all situations like these complicated?
Yes, 5 years. Because that’s what they ask in interviews, don’t they?
Well, me neither.
But I believe, when brought to the situation where one has to decide, a minimum of 5 years ahead is arbitrary requirement, don’t you think. I am not an expert, but it is just my opinion. But I guess in cases such as these, I think people do think about the future right? I am novice, so educate me if I’m wrong. Unless of course people want to live in the moment. Or whatever that have fun or something like that.
I think my train has left the station, the ship has sunk, the flight was lost midair. No hope.
Hope is the essence. You cannot loose hope, please.
And I of all am the worst at giving suggestions and educating someone. I am just as novice as you might say.
I agree. Thank you, but something tells me, this thing called hope is quite a distant dream.
May be you can speak from experience.
Experience?
LOL
Life plays humor with me always but it’s just that this tiny word sends some positivity otherwise everything would just monotonous and sad.
If you have seen, felt or going through, it is an experience, is it not?
Well, I am rocking the latter boat apparently.
I am glad that you find the strength in them, and see the brighter side of things. 🙂
I hope you do too. 🙂
Why, thank you.
I don’t know how you find that positivity, wish I did too, somehow.
Well, there are times when I am as low as the biggest pessimist.
Of course. We need to fall to rise back up.
Too philosophical?
But I do believe that you may be low, but that might be temporary and you get back on track in no time.
I try to.
Or else I keep sulking and that I cannot let happen. I do not like the ‘sulky me’. 😀
And you do.
See, you said it yourself.
You can’t stay being sulky.
Yes I did 🙂
And that is all that matters, imo.
Though the content was great too, but your way of narration – it swept me off the ground. I loved it. I honestly did.
The sentences in bracket made me chuckle. They kind of gave life to your writing. 😀
Thank you very much, Aditi.
Means a lot.
My pleasure!
😀
I find your style of writing very entertaining 🙂 …and a great post!
Thank You. 😀
That’s a great write up 🙂 loved the references in between!
Why, thank you.