One of my dear friends wrote recently on his Facebook status: “Destiny has a tendency to cross paths, but never unite them.” This thought is an honest observation of life´s happenings. Honest, but grim. It feels bitter and hopeless somehow. Nevertheless, it was a creation of a great mind in my opinion only in its 21st year of existence. But it got me thinking.
Destiny has always played a great role in our society. It justifies one´s actions or gives reasons to abandon others. It works as a painkiller by offering the object to blame for one´s non-action, wrong-action or epic grand success and a happy forever-after. It makes us feel we have a purpose, a calling, a reason; moreover it makes us believe that somehow, if not yet, we will find our own. Some time, some day. That is all good and safe, but the problem arises when it becomes personified as a master that leads our life, even if only from one checkpoint to another leaving the paths in between for us to choose.
Destiny has always played a great role in our society. It justifies one´s actions or gives reasons to abandon others. It works as a painkiller by offering the object to blame for one´s non-action, wrong-action or epic grand success and a happy forever-after. It makes us feel we have a purpose, a calling, a reason; moreover it makes us believe that somehow, if not yet, we will find our own. Some time, some day. That is all good and safe, but the problem arises when it becomes personified as a master that leads our life, even if only from one checkpoint to another leaving the paths in between for us to choose.
