RETROSPECT: Against Destiny

destiny n. a predetermined course of events

It was like it was meant to be. But as Fate willed it, it really wasn't. Everything was just an illusion. An illusion that I believed to be true.

For many months, I wanted to ask God why things had to happen the way they did and why he had to come into my life at that point.Why not sooner, when things were less complicated?
No, he had to fall into my life at that exact moment when everything seemed perfect and made me realize that it really wasn't.

Then, I said it was destiny.

What was I thinking?

Now, looking back into the past year, and reminisced about the time we spent together, only one thing slipped into my mind.

I was so stupid.

I blinded myself into believing that I was destined for him when "everything" was telling me otherwise. In reality, I was working against destiny.

I should've spotted the signs.

Delayed FX trips, unwelcoming friends, hyperacidity, erratic class schedules and a closed monastery.

Noah's babbling, one might say.

Maybe I am.

But now, looking back, cutting me off and ignoring me was probably the best thing that ever happened to me.

Why? One may ask.

Because I believe in karma and what goes around comes around.

I never treated him bad -- on the contrary, I believe I treated him well, but what did I get in return?

It's okay. I believe that somehow, all these will be returned to him, if it hasn't been already.