Love Part 2 - Or What I call Soul Mate?

Soul mate. What does it mean? As per Wikipedia "A soulmate is a person with whom one has a feeling of deep or natural affinity. This may involve similarity, love, romance, platonic relationships, comfort, intimacy, sexuality, sexual activity, spirituality, compatibility and trust."

For me, those are random things or experiences that happened between you and that person with no explanation. You bumped into each other or meet randomly. And somehow you feel you are familiar with each other. And you wonder why? Why? I do not know until today. 

Let me tell you a story during my college days....

I met this man sort of in a dream over and over again. Before I met him in person.  I have randomly dreamt of him in a friendly way. Its as if I felt that I knew him already. But in reality not. So at that time, I kept wondering who might be this man be? Will I ever meet him in real life? 

The answer is 'Yes'. 

It was not that long that I met him in person after those random dreams. The first time we meet it feels like I knew him from long time ago. I did not even know his name. But there's something between us.  He was familiar I cannot pinned why. And so it was instant. We became companions in all ways at school. I did not even bother to ask his name. Until one of our colleague asked me who he is. That is when I asked his name. Crazy right? Why would I go with him without even knowing his name? But that was it. We have lots of crazy connections. Like when we have the same phone brand that has only existed in the US. Coincidence. And why he always bothers to accompany me during lunch, or even going home. Some of our colleagues even think we live nearby close to each other. But in reality we are towns away. I will always start a fight because I became bored at his face or his company. Even torture him. All the things I lost during that time, he seems to have found it. Or perhaps, returned to him. But still we are always together at school. 

He will always pay in regards to what I want. And he would always give as much as he can. And I will always torture him. When we quarrel a lot. I would dream that he is in an accident or dead. The following morning I would ask forgiveness or would accept his apology. 

There is that one moment is when we met unexpectedly in a church. Mind you this is unusual. Because for some other reason the church was empty. It was early morning. I am just there to wait for the store to open to buy some personal necessity. It was from this day that I saw him in front of the altar, praying. I kind of brush it off and wishing that he will not notice me. Since I am at the far back the altar. But he saw me anyway. We talked about nonsense things. We really have a way of talking that way. It was enjoyable and I was able to torture him again by making him accompany me to school. Though from this moment he went to another school.

Another moment is when he called me during one school event. That I was able to torture him again. By making him go to my school. That is where I made him wear his old school uniform and dared to go inside the campus. Which he did. In which he also joined one of our class, late. Then after that we go ate lunch together. 

We even meet lastly, few years back. In the big city. We are just happily talking and talking for hours. Its as if we are in another era/time. But more lightly. We are still friends.

I enjoyed his company in a platonic harmless way.