Co-incidences
World is round anyday, but a solid proof for this being some of the co-incidences that occur in our lives. Be it meeting a friend unexpectedly at the same time ,same place or two people thinking about the same person or something similar at the same time(telepathy) or as silly as getting the same dish in our lunch boxes, they are always cherished in our memories. I put down some of those anecdotes here musing over them.
Here is the most incredible of them all! I have a childhood friend, Dhruthi who studied with me in the same school till we were in 7th standard. We were very close friends. We used to prepare for our kindergarten and primary class final exams with mock question papers! Both of our mothers used to write all the questions in our ‘Classworks’ and we would answer them all the day before the exam . We used to stay in either’s house and play from morning till night during holidays. It was a very melancholic moment for me when she had to leave for Dandeli (a forest area in North Karnataka) in 7th standard. For about an year or so we were in constant touch with our inland letters. Gradually the number of letters came down and eventually stopped. After some 4-5 years, I came to know they had shifted to Bangalore but somehow did not meet. It was the CET day after finishing the II PU(XII) exams. Like any other tensed aspirant, I was rushing into the examination hall. In this rush, I noticed a familiar face. It was very much like my childhood friend, Dhruthi’s. Even she was staring at me. It was almost 6 years since I saw her. So my memory had faded a little. But still, in that mad rush I dared to go to her and ask her if I had identified her right. Lo! She was indeed Dhruthi. We were studying in different colleges but were taking up the test at the same place, same room leaving hundreds of other colleges behind. A truly exhilarating coincidence! Her register number and mine differed by just 4. That’s not all. In the test, we had attempted the same number of questions too. We had a gala time at break between the tests and the air was a lot lighter. I also came to know that she had a neighbor who was my classmate and that girl and myself had scored the same marks in our II PU. Even today we are great friends and very much in touch with each other. Also, coincidences still happen. Few weeks back I met her in a shop which I never visited. Don’t know when the next...is.
This ‘syndrome’ must have been inherited from our mothers. Dhruthi’s mother and my mother had become good friends over the years. My mother had a friend who was close to her in her office. It was a pleasant surprise for my mother when she came to know that these two friends of hers were actually sisters. We became family friends. This coincidence extended to siblings too. Dhruthi’s sister’s best friend and I are neighbours. It was a nice to know this when we shifted to our present house.
Dhruthi also told me how she had met our classmate in primary school (in Bangalore) in her Work-Training at Hyderabad after 10 years. This guy who never spoke to girls and even resisted their presence around in school had come to her and reminded her that he was her classmate long ago.
Here are a few more dug up from my memory:
Many years ago, my mother had a neighbor who was a very irksome lady. My mother’s entire family avoided confrontation with this vociferous lady. My mother always tells me that, till today she could not find a more irritating person. Over the years my uncles moved to different metros. One of my uncles was in Hyderabad and was newly married. To their bad luck this lady’s daughter was their neighbor. Though she was happy to see old known faces, my uncle was not. Now this same lady has moved to Delhi and is the neighbor of my other uncle! We only hope she does not, someday, become our neighbor at Bangalore.
Few years back, we(my family) were regular viewers of a daily serial in Kannada. In particular, we always used to comment on a particular actor. It was a surprise for me to see him walking near our house one day and to know that he was staying in our locality. One day, our family was attending our community meet. And, it was surprising to find him here also and he was from our community.
There was a librarian in my PU College. In my 2 years in college, I had never spotted him anywhere else other than our college library. One day, I spotted him in a restaurant for there first time outside college. The next week itself, I met him in Dharmasthala, far off Bangalore!
I had a tailor duo, Rosy – Gombe, whose regular customer I was. Of them, Gombe was the co-sister of my Kindergarten teacher. The other, Rosy, had a son who was a year younger to me. She always used to ask me some tips to help her son crack XII exams as I had just then finished XII. She always used to complain that her son was always into Cricket and little into studies. A few days later, on TV news, I saw her speaking in an interview and came to know that she was Robin Uthappa’s mother! Uthappa had hit a ton on that day. I was thinking why she was worried about her son’s future when he was at the top of his career in Cricket. She was very dedicated to her work and never disclosed this fact to me or boasted about her son.
One of my far cousins, who was newly married, was on a visit to my house. I became great friends with his wife in a short span of an hour or so. In our conversation, I told her I worked for MindTree and she asked me if my office was in Global village. She later told me that her company used Global village cabs in other time-slots and she travels by global village cabs to her office; a pleasant co-incidence again.
My aunt who stays in Shimoga is a great fan of Kannada serials like any other ladies of her age. In particular, she never misses an episode of TN Seetharam’s serials. TN Seetharam is a famous serial director in Kannada and a household name. She is a very rare visitor to my house and when she had come home once, TN Seetharam had come for a function in front of our house. It was a pleasant experience for me to help her meet him and she was euphoric on meeting him.
Catching the cab in the morning is the biggest of all morning blues. I and my friend travel by the same cab. It once so happened that for the first time I had missed the cab as I was very late to the stop and had not informed my friend of this. On the same day my friend too had missed the cab and for the same reason. We met at the City Station and were shocked to see that both of us had missed the cab on the same day, that too for the first time.This friend had an ID number one less than mine and we shared a same cupboard key-number!
I end my anecdotes here though I can pick many more! Now its time to get some feedback with similar co-incidences…
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
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