How does the small world keep travelling together ?
Because, everyone I meet somebody, there is someone/thing at a distance who/which is mutual between us
Is it some instinct or is someone directing a movie in real life, sitting somewhere in the sky, making this happen?
Especially when not just the mutual friends, but the topic of the discussion, interests go well hand in hand
Or is it the inner self matching to the interest of the other person
Or maybe there's another person in you, who has similar interests?
Interesting isn't it?
Thoughts after a train journey with Valsala Aunty!
