I watched Paris, Je T'aime the other day and one of the stories stuck in my head. It’s a simple, a very short scene when a man meets a stranger and he simply can’t resist the temptation to talk to the guy. He theorised that he is his soul mate and they should talk. He tried to talk but there was no reply from the stranger as he can’t speak French. Then he left his phone number. I guess it has no sexual, or specifically, homosexual connotation in the meeting. It sounds honest and true.
Sometimes, I do feel that way. Sometimes, I need to talk to a stranger, a girl or a boy because it feels like it; it feels important to talk to him or her. Not out of love or lust, but an honest exchange of words or feelings. May be the souls are interacting and we, the physical bodies can sense it and we feel the urge to physically interact to these people.
We are very practical in making friends; we have school friends, university friends and workplace friends. Aren’t they all practical friends? Friendship that we made because we shared the same space at the same time but finally managed to find simple soul in each other.
How about friends who are not made out of these deprivation of space?
The friends who are soulfully connected, the friends that you meet somewhere in the swiftest time and suddenly know that you ought to talk to him or her and be friends.
I might be awfully romantic and unrealistic in making these outrageous suggestions but I do feel that it might happen one time or another. It ought to and I know there are soul mates brewing anywhere in the world
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