Coincidences are mostly pleasant. At other times, they can be seriosuly baffling and yes, extremely unfunny, while you try to make sense of the subtle signs that life seems to offer in the form of these coincidences.
Like my relationships with pisceans, for example. Especially with piscean women.
A long time back, a frequent exchange of hastened glances between me and a certain pretty face in the neighbourhood manifested into my first crush.
And it only occurred to me some days back. She is a piscean.
It didn’t end at that.
Sometime last year, I started to experience what I thought were feelings of undying love for a woman, who by the way, wouldn’t have cared much about me. Really. Her sentimentality, typical of her sunsign, took its toll on me and I was left an emotional wreck.
And you guessed it right. She too, was a piscean.
Back then, I didn’t look at it that way because it’s too irrational for my liking. But then, it kept happening over and over and over.
Later that year, I happened to befriend a substantial number of pisceans. Why was I, a cancerian, surrounded by all the pisceans in the first place, can be vaguely explained by the way of understanding the concept of water signs. I quote from a webpage
Those graced by Water love to take their sense of the world and translate it into the artistic. They desire aesthetic beauty — and for everyone to be happy as a result of that beauty. [...] Water Signs feel most fulfilled when they are helping others, and they do so in an enchanting, considerate and even romantic way.
Pisceans and cancerians both, are water signs. And people belonging to water signs are known to have an affinity towards the arts. Hence I was in a place full of people who have a flair for expressing themselves in a creative manner. That explains why my batch was full of Pisceans and Cancerians.
Coming back to the point.
Two women on campus, whom I befriended happened to develop deep feelings for me. No, you don’t get points for guessing that both of them were pisceans.
My roomie too, turned out to be a a fish. So is a very close female friend of mine.
In retrospect, another very old friend of mine is a fish.
So is my dad.
*shudders*
Are these mere coincidences? Surely not. There has got to be some meaning of it all.
But wait. The story doesn’t stop there.
I joined my workplace, last week, along with a handful of others. One of them is a cute looking female. I happened to learn from a common friend that she too, is a piscean.
One afternoon, as we sat in the office cafe, eating our lunch, she broke the ice. Went straight for the throat, too.
“What’s your sunsign?”, she asked with a smile that would floor charging gorillas.
“Don’t worry about mine”, I said.
“I know you’re a piscean!”, I grinned.
She eyes me like a pisces when I’m weak. I’ve been locked inside your heartshaped box for a week [...]