"Six degrees of separation is the theory that everyone and everything is six or fewer steps away, by way of introduction, from any other person in the world, so that a chain of "a friend of a friend" statements can be made to connect any two people in a maximum of six steps." |
Traveling is not always about exotic getaways, beautiful
sceneries and indulgence. It makes you question things. It opens up streams of
thoughts that have never been explored before.
But then there are times you just want to crawl up under the blanket and
sleep for a really long time to get away from the world outside you’re trying
to explore. Feeling alone in a big city full of strangers is not much fun.
Trying to cross cultural borders, but not quite getting through is frustrating.
Struggling to understand the cultural lingo, only to feel like a fool. Being cheated and conned by people you trusted
and thought were your “friends”. Traveling alone as a female, especially in the
not so developed parts of the world can be threatening and intimidating. There were
times I felt violated and disgusted. Trust
is betrayed and you become jaded with the superficiality that surrounds you. But
then I just do it all again. I still maintain a certain amount of trust and
optimism for strangers. I still put myself out there, sometimes in vulnerable
situations. I still take the risks you have to take just to have some fun. I’ll
do it all again - just to feel alive. Just to get lost wandering around soaking
up all the new sights, smells, and sounds of a new country. To get to know the
people – to connect with a seemingly strange and foreign culture. To find
people you share a random connection with in the weirdest places and
situations. To walk the streets and find
a total stranger to share a conversation, a cup of tea, or a meal with. And then
it suddenly hits you that the randomness of meeting these people is not so
random after all – that in some strange way, you were meant to meet. There are
no random coincidences, only meaningful coincidences. Synchronicity is a
strange and wonderful thing.
"Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events as meaningfully related, whereas they are unlikely to be causally related. The subject sees it as a meaningful coincidence, although the events need not be exactly simultaneous in time. The concept of synchronicity was first described by Carl Gustav Jung, a Swiss psychologist, in the 1920s."
Today I met an artist in Bangalore who grew up in
the same neighbourhood I used to grow up in.