I had always felt that the idea of believing in soul-mates is enchantingly dreamy and romantic on one hand and fraught with peril and suicidal on the other hand. If you can see what I'm trying to say here, you probably know what this piece is about. So paradoxical and full of contradictions and 'what ifs' is this particular belief that I think there are fewer emotional chasms that are so so frightfully difficult to get out of, once you have fallen in it; than this one - belief in the existence of soul-mates. That someone out there is made for you and fits you like the glass shoe fits Cinderella.
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The idea of believing in soul-mates is terrifying. It means that in a single lifetime, there is only one individual, one soul out there; who will be to you as syrup is to your breakfast pancakes!
That human being who can by his/her existence and mere thoughts/memories, brighten up your room, your day, your mind-scape and your life henceforth. So what is so terrifying about this seemingly harmless and endearingly charming belief...??
I think it is the possibility that out of the teeming millions on this planet, you have got only about, roughly 25 years to find this soul-mate of yours, if you want to spend the larger part of your life basking in bliss.
I think it is the possibility that out of the teeming millions on this planet, you have got only about, roughly 25 years to find this soul-mate of yours, if you want to spend the larger part of your life basking in bliss.
Well, to make things even more trying... Considering that your wandering bee of a heart has found its pot of honey; a.k.a - your soul-mate (seemingly so), what then? How can you be sure... be 100% sure? At such times one cannot help but feel - if only soul-mates came with flashing neon signs which would would say '.....'s soulmate' floating above their heads.
So how can you be sure...?
Maybe I can help here. You see, I think I can be bold and valiant enough to say that I have found the one for me... So let me take you down the memory lane for a little while to prove my point.
Do you remember the time, when as a kid you wanted to go play in the rain, in the grass, in the mud and the grown ups all refused to let you go because you would get dirty and probably a little itchy. But you knew in the bottom of your heart that it would feel great and that the itchiness would not matter as it would go away after a hot shower anyway!
I think finding your soul-mate is like that. You get that feeling at the bottom of your gut... It begins with a vague sense of familiarity... of second, third and fourth glances. And you know suddenly, that it is the feeling you used to get, when you wanted to go play in the rain... You knew it would be great even if everyone else told you otherwise.
Then comes the feeling of looking into a mirror and seeing a reflection of yourself with a few added things thrown in or replaced with other stuff/traits/characteristics and maybe both... yet the essence of it is the same. And in your mind a voice says 'hey... I know this person'. Be patient though... It might take the other party some time to realize that he/she is looking into a mirror too.
Yes, that is what I believe. You have to get down and get your hands and feet dirty, take off your ego, like kids take off their tee's in the rain and play it out honestly in the sport of a lifetime.
I have got to say... that if you have made it this far then it is very likely that you will be making it to the end of what will be a wondrous journey indeed.
'The Lovers' - by Lee Bogle
Now this is probably the cheesiest thing I have ever written but I have found this to be true. Look into those eyes... and if you see a part of yourself looking out of them, ...with familiar secrets, familiar hopes, a familiar past and the hint of a familiar feeling; then you know that you have found your needle in this haystack of a world... The one who mends the holes in your heart, evens out those frayed edges, stitches together the fabric of dreams and holds the seam of life together.