Chance & Mystery – the Mystery Woman

At some point of time or another, I am sure it has happened with all of us. There is that certain random number that pops up wherever you go – hotel room, airline terminals, street addresses — it’s haunting presence cannot be escaped. Or you are driving around merrily in your car, absently humming a certain song and you switch on the radio and bang! There is that exact song now playing in the radio, and a sudden chill prickles your spine. Sheer co-incidence, you tell yourself. Or is it, really?

Why am I talking about co-incidences & chance encounters, etc. you ask? Well, a friend of mine recently went through a really tough time; more of a personal crisis in her life. She was looking out for signs of something positive, anything that would help her, or offer her a ray of hope or some sort of “light”, so to speak. One fine evening as she decided to go out for some coffee, she met a woman at this regular coffee shop who began talking to her and she actually started speaking about the various trials & tribulations of life with this friend of mine.

The woman spoke about gratitude, courage and at the end of it all, it was more of a monologue of life. She (my friend) clearly remembers what she said to her, “Everybody in this world, each one of us goes through tough times in life. All you need to do is think positive, be positive and fill your life with positive people.” With these words uttered, this particular woman just got up and left. The amazing part is, my friend had not shared a single word about her own difficulties or about her own life to this woman, yet, this woman made sure she felt positive.

Chance? Or mystery maybe? Perhaps one. Maybe both. It was just a chance encounter, an unlikely meeting of two people at a coffee shop that happened quite some-time ago. Was it meant to be? Was it a sheer coincidence? I would never know; and neither would she (my friend).

But the more interesting thing is that this encounter actually provided the positivity that this friend of mine needed in her life to move ahead, and pick herself up. On subsequent occasions, she went back to this coffee shop, sat there for hours hoping to meet this woman again. But, she never showed up. To this day, she remains the “mystery woman”.

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