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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I may never know what exactly happened, but I think I know the why of it Tadhana…Fate…Destiny…Kismet… Put it in so many words, but it all boils down to that. Tadhana… shivers down my spine, tears prickling my eyes, as I hear once more the story, the destiny of two souls one stormy day in July… She was being stupid, crashing into the waves that day just for the thrill of it He was being pensive, reflecting on how those waves just somehow seemed to soothe him People slowly left the shores as dark clouds loomed in the horizon save for these two souls... She wasn’t even supposed to be there, just a spur of the moment thing, forgetting her other worries she loved storms, she loved the beach combine them and for her it was bliss… He went there for closure, the 10th year of his brother’s death trying to accept that he did all he could he loved him, he loved the beach but guilt drowned him… The rains then came down in sheets, winds whipping, storm waves crashing she was almost at shore though, when the undertow pulled her back He thought he was imagining things, his brother’s ghost perhaps? When he saw her again, and fear was tossed like jetsam Was she the answer he was seeking for? His redemption in another form? Was this the reason why he was here now? Her only hope for salvation? Rushing out to sea, adrenaline rushing through his veins Faith and Fate working together, he swam towards her and as they reached the shore the winds dropped to a whisper, the waves went back tickling sand, the raindrops trickled into drizzles She was breathing, thank God He lay beside her, exhausted She could only thank him with a smile well, a smile that could match the Sun and she took his hand... and put it over her heart It was not so much that their hands fit perfectly, but there was something else... mole on her right ring finger perfectly aligning mole on his left ring finger Tadhana. Shivers down my spine, tears prickling my eyes, as I hear once more the story, the destiny of two souls one stormy day in July… and of why I am here. ** tadhana is a Tagalog word, it can be translated as fate/destiny/kismet July 25, 2010
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