When Venus and Jupiter connive

I can talk of a hundred and one stories about friendship. But this one’s entirely different…

I cannot tag the word “best” to it but this is somewhat “special and close” to my heart.  It’s something that could make me smile, leaving a trace of tears on the eyelids J

“It’s meant to happen. And we have to be there…”

It’s not us who made it all possible.  I rest not on each other’s laurels to bridge the gap.  Given our own free will, it wouldn’t have flourished.   No one likes each other to be friends, in the first place… anyway. But there’s “Someone” who would want us to be who we are now despite the many odds that hurdle the way of being friends….  “Someone” higher than us.  I can tell you, it’s not easy.  We’ve been into several unusual tests, almost making it totally broken, even to the extent of compromising and questioning individual sense of being and preference … only to bring us back together, standing at both ends of the road… curious at how it all happened… smiling silently and saying “we shouldn’t have tried the other way around… look it all messed up.”  

If there would still be more questions to be answered and situations that cannot be easily figured out, our hearts know and understand which has to be answered and which has already been answered even without asking and which should be kept unanswered because it’s not the mind capable of telling answers.  It’s meeting eye-to-eye and talking silently heart-to-heart.  The bond is platonic yet amazingly just platonic.  There’s just something that connects.. J

There’s always a time to sit down, discuss and confirm whatever it is that make each of one doubt the other.  It was not us who scheduled that time… I always treat it.. a magical moment… We tried to escape and decided to just leave it there only to put us in the same situation with renewed views.  The path towards discovering the friendship seemed like an amazing race, only to find out that we can just simply laugh it all out and cry our hearts out and understand one another without having to succeed on it.

One heartfelt conversation made all the walls disappeared leaving no traces at all that somewhere, somehow, a great wall has been built all along.   There’s an indirect means of telling “we’ve got to be friends, even we like it or not.  For some purpose, unknown to us, we have to be friends.”

Who would’ve thought it would bring us into this stage?  Why me?!  Why not?! 

Don’t try to analyze or understand this.  For at the time of writing, even the writer is smiling that these words came out.  It’s my heart sharing this story.  I don’t mind being understood or misunderstood.  I know myself very well… Thanks to that Astrology book and the many signs pointing me to the right answers and the many reasons why J

*wink!*