I couldn't write about 'Happiness' and not mention this story. Being a great believer in destiny this tale is a proof of those who do not believe in serendipity.
"I was in Ronda, Spain recently. Yesterday morning I randomly crossed a guy while trekking. We exchanged smiles".
Great.
Today, he checked-in in the same hotel where I was. We again exchanged smiles.
Fantastic.
We had breakfast together. Shared our travel plans. Had a blast ! Later when he learned that I am learning spanish and I'm an Indian, he asked, "Are you Harsh Shah?"
My jaws dropped. I almost fainted wondering and trying to recollect from my short term memory, "Have I spoken to him before? Have I met him before? How does he know my name?"
I was astounded.
He said, "We have a common friend Anjor Deshpande". (Obviously me)
I said, "So you are the guy from Quebec, Canada?"
He said, "Yes, it is me ! We have exchanged some messaged in the past on for practicing Spanish"
It took us a good amount of time to realize if it was real. We laughed astonishingly seeing each other. Then a moment of silence. We laughed again.
So when a Canadian meets an Indian in some random town of Spain, without any agenda, just pure coincidence; that's the beauty of travelling.
Conclusion- Don't think much. Just pack your bags and start wandering. Travel in itself has beautiful surprises waiting for you"
"I was in Ronda, Spain recently. Yesterday morning I randomly crossed a guy while trekking. We exchanged smiles".
Great.
Today, he checked-in in the same hotel where I was. We again exchanged smiles.
Fantastic.
We had breakfast together. Shared our travel plans. Had a blast ! Later when he learned that I am learning spanish and I'm an Indian, he asked, "Are you Harsh Shah?"
My jaws dropped. I almost fainted wondering and trying to recollect from my short term memory, "Have I spoken to him before? Have I met him before? How does he know my name?"
I was astounded.
He said, "We have a common friend Anjor Deshpande". (Obviously me)
I said, "So you are the guy from Quebec, Canada?"
He said, "Yes, it is me ! We have exchanged some messaged in the past on for practicing Spanish"
It took us a good amount of time to realize if it was real. We laughed astonishingly seeing each other. Then a moment of silence. We laughed again.
So when a Canadian meets an Indian in some random town of Spain, without any agenda, just pure coincidence; that's the beauty of travelling.
Conclusion- Don't think much. Just pack your bags and start wandering. Travel in itself has beautiful surprises waiting for you"
It all began when I met Harsh, a good friend of mine after a long time at an art festival in the city. This young adult had been learning Spanish for the past 6 months and was expressing his urge to learn more and explore more of Spanish culture. That is when it struck me to get him in contact with my Quebecian friend, Jeremie. Soon, these two got in contact via a social networking site and started chatting in Spanish. Little did they know they would end up meeting in a small town in Spain!
Many a times I wonder, if I had never given Harsh my friend's contact would this have ever happened? What if Harsh hadn't decided to go bag packing to Spain? What if at the art festival I hadn't ever asked Harsh about Spanish classes?
Both , Jeremie and Harsh have told me how beautiful Ronda is and why it will remain a long lasting memory for them. I have never been to Ronda but it will always hold a special place in my heart too.
To end this article I would like to quote an anonymous author,
"Travel. As far as you can, as long as you can. It is a labyrinthe fortuitous journey"
Many a times I wonder, if I had never given Harsh my friend's contact would this have ever happened? What if Harsh hadn't decided to go bag packing to Spain? What if at the art festival I hadn't ever asked Harsh about Spanish classes?
Both , Jeremie and Harsh have told me how beautiful Ronda is and why it will remain a long lasting memory for them. I have never been to Ronda but it will always hold a special place in my heart too.
To end this article I would like to quote an anonymous author,
"Travel. As far as you can, as long as you can. It is a labyrinthe fortuitous journey"
