SOUL MATES

Why do we wait and wait and then make all the wrong choices? Are we waiting for a fairy tale to actually start or are we at the end of the road where there is no ‘happily-ever-after’? We try to be cool and think it is worth the wait. And that we will find the special ‘some one’ soon. But we actually realize we were waiting for a sign as bright as a car headlight glaring at us in the dark! We get lonely and then tears can’t wait any longer. The tears too can’t wait and come running down the sides of our face.

Time is running out now. The tears have dried too, but could we really lose what we could never have? Are some things meant to be, like the song of the Lark or the beat of a broken heart? Are we ever going to see a sign as blinding as the morning sun or an arrow that says, here is where you turn? How do you know if someone belongs to you, when all you can do is wait…wait till we see a sign or wait till we are hit by a bus of love.

And then some where in a beautiful cover paged book, on a dog-eared page, I see the words ‘soul-mates’ written. Soul mates! Hmmm…I wonder if there is such a thing as Soul mates! I mean I believe in the soul and I believe in mate. But a soul mate? Who would we considered a soul mate?

Tall, dark and handsome are some of the categories that women may believe in, and beautiful, smart with long legs is what the men may want. But how does anyone qualify to be a soul mate?

Remember the last time you looked at someone you loved and had butterflies in your stomach? Does that count as one of the points of being a soul mate? Or the time when you went on and on about a silly topic and couldn’t stop giggling about it? Or the times when you sat together in comfortable silence, knowing that you didn’t need words to tell each other how much you care? Yes, some where in the pits of my gut I feel that all of these things help in figuring out who your soul mate is.

Then what happens to the TDH kinds and the long legged beauties? Don’t they have a place in being the ‘soul-mate’? We all are attracted to someone or the other all of the time. But the levels of attraction differ from person to person. You can say that attraction to the opposite sex is inversely proportionate to the ‘soul-mate’ factors we just discussed.

These days we use the word so loosely, like calling someone ‘honey’. If we find someone who shares the same interests and likes & dislikes, that is it, they are our long lost soul mates. If you believe (in a theory I read and almost believe) that a soul is cut into pieces when it travels from one world to another, then also believe that, that piece(s) of our soul is born somewhere else for us (hopefully in the opposite sex please!). And that when we come across them, they say (don’t exactly know who), we would be whole again. If this is true then the following is also true, that there is more than one soul mate for us (I can see the smiles coming back now!).

I thought I had found my soul mate when I fell in love with someone who felt, touched, loved, and even had the presence of something like an angel (a little exaggerated). I held him one day and never wanted to let go, because somewhere deep in my heart and soul I left I was some where, some what complete. “You complete me” said Tom Cruise in Jerry McGuire. And that is what I thought I felt that day when I was holding the love of my life, my ‘soul-mate’.

When the relation ended, I never thought other wise. I always will believe that that man in my life was a soul mate after all. And after that, in yet another beautiful cover paged book, on a dog-eared page, I find solace when I read that we can have more than one soul mate in our lifetime. That’s great news. Yipeee! I want to jump up and down in excitement. But then how do we know? How do we know if he/she is the one? Do we ever know?

I don’t think we can ever know. We need to take the leap, sink in the ocean of love for a while and then know if the person you are with is a life jacket or a heavy stone around your neck. But the fear of leaping off the cliff of sanity often stops us abruptly. How do we know? Do we have to spend yet another eternity waiting for our other soul mate to come by, crying our tears in the rain, or disappearing into the darkness of our heart? No. We don’t have to spend our time, eyes swollen red from crying, head splitting up into bits, waiting to find out if we have finally found our soul mate! No. We just need to take the leap. The leap of faith. The leap that takes you into a world of love. So I say, what is the harm? Yes we would get bruised. But what are a few bruises compared to finding your soul in your mate?