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Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Does everybody's life have that one nemesis, in several different powerless forms, that outwits them?
Life is all about colorful experiences, and if you seriously believe you wouldn't know whom or what to swap lives with, if given an opportunity, then why regret anything that is already a part of your mixed bag?
But then, what about those gushes of blood that run to embarrased cheeks and make you quease your eyes as you wince at your own stupidity, in some of those isolated moments of unwilling self-introspection?
That no matter how good you are ...no matter how much of a grip you have on everything happening in and around your life... there is always that one pickpocket.. that one crush.. that one mystic.. that one salesman.. that one imposter-of-an-opportunity.. and so on..
All but forms of that one nemesis, that outwits you! Being trifle experiences in a life so big, and so all-important... they do manage to make you smack your head OH SO HARD at one of those later evenings in life!
Now, no matter how hard you try to run away from them or their memory... these are things that have already happened, and are mostly of the type that cannot be undone! You can hardly ever hunt down that clever-witted pickpocket and get your snatched item back... nor are you ever given a chance to wash the impression of, or time with, that crush out of your head... not that you're still sour from the picked pocket, or hurting under the washed away sand-castle of the crush.. those are feelings that never lasted... yet, that what got into your mind and your body at these surrendering moments, remains a mystery... is what returns to trouble you now and then..
Since, these occurences that outdid you, for all your wits and your experience, your grip and your being headstrong .... neither were powerful enough or just enough, if considered independently.. severed from their win over you ... nor are you foolish, or off-guard enough in general.... My hypothesis is this -
Like everyone has a soulmate, everyone has their nemesis, that god designed as an exclusive fit for them. While you do not happen to chance upon the soulmate so easily, nemesis is more easily attracted.. and when yours meets you, you'll be, more often than not, caught hanging off-guard!
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