Watching two love birds in the subway car this morning, a phrase I once came across came floating in my mind. It was a phrase that has since become a very important guiding principle in my life. It was a simple one which said, a man without a story is the same as a dead man. I admired their closeness and wondered about the story of their meeting. Was it one of sparks flying left, right, up and down or was it one that occurred several times before they both realized they liked each other? Could it been one that happened as a result of a reunion after a long time apart? My point is that behind the smiles, giggles and light headedness, there lay a story and from the expression on their faces, I could tell, it was a story waiting to be told.
A couple of scenarios ran through my mind and one that was prominent was that where they possibly could have met at the local supermarket. She may have been making an effort to select the best avocado for her guacamole and he may have been searching for a just ripe enough fruit to use in making his shake in the morning after his routine jog. He probably noticed her staring at the fruits and he knew that was his chance to strike a conversation. She gave him a smile when their eyes met and the simple smile made it easy for him to start a conversation and soon they realized that time had flown by and yet it felt as though none of them wanted to say goodbye.
Could he possibly have invited her for coffee right after or would that have been too forward? Did he ask for her number or would that have sounded similar to lines used by stalkers? She probably saw herself enveloped in his strong embrace whilst he must have seen her lying fragile against his frame in the weeks to come. The smile he saw was one he had imagined seeing at his front porch many years to come and the glow in his eyes is one she had seen in many of her day dreams. He had no bouquet in his hands, or a chilled bottle of wine on the table, but still, she felt as though she knew him. Two souls smiled deep into one another’s hearts and not one of the curious on-lookers mattered. Yes, the story may sound like a typical Hollywood cliché, and would probably play in the head of a hopeless romantic in the likes of me!
The point is that I do not know the real story behind such chemistry nevertheless and I couldn’t help but wonder; isn’t that what we all long for? Men and women in the modern times have turned to dating services hoping for someone to do the job of matching their souls to someone who hopefully will be the one. Some go the distance and hope to meet a lonely soul on the same journey as they are and even though they may succeed even if for a while, they would certainly do it all over again? Some may loose hope of meeting their soul mates and wonder ,what if like the old days when people met at local parties or village dance their soul mate is right next to them in aisle at the supermarket, on the next subway car or just arrived a sec too late to catch the bus that they are on? The sentences of “what ifs” crowd their minds as they hope for their story to be told, and for those who do not despair or settle, indeed a great story is often told- their story!
For those souls out there searching for and still believe in love, open your hearts for your avocado story may just be lying in wait. Take time to smile back when handsome/beautiful stranger smiles at you at the supermarket for it may be just the beginning of something beautiful. Indeed, it may take effort to keep the flame alive, but isn’t it nice to know that you are not alone. Yes, your story, our story and their story is yet to be told! 
