Recently while traveling to a place which was fairly far flung from my imagination, strangest of thought struck me. There I was, looking at the beautiful landscape, enjoying the winter sun, breathing in fresh air, and for a moment I wondered, “How did I land here?”. This place was never a part of any plan, I did not even know it was there. But there I was, in a place that was not part of a plan but somehow connected by random dots of people, events, conversations somehow made me feel all of it to be a story and slightly unreal. It was one of those really light moments when you smile for a long time not knowing why you are smiling.

The randomness of being in that place made me think of “Destiny”.

Destiny, supposedly the one thing that no one escapes, it has the sound of certainty, it comes with an element of acceptance – acceptance of all the bad that happens to you (we are not necessarily thinking when the good is happening and saying, “Why me”?. Destiny comes with the weight or heaviness of a “forever”. People often take Destiny to be their destination, the end point, the point where everything comes to a halt, the point from where life will almost, always be the same. And most importantly Destiny is something that we all believe is completely out of our control.

But being in a beautiful place, a place I never imagined, or thought I will see, or the people I will meet, I thought that maybe destiny is not the end point, it is not a forever, instead it felt like a potent combination of my thoughts, my imagination, my passions, my impulses, my irrationalities, my idealism, my desires.

I thought while our destiny may lead us to places we never thought we would land, our imagination, our thoughts, our escapes, is what takes us to our destinies. Our paths cross places, people, we stop, we smile, we walk away to more thoughts, more imagination, more escapes and some other destiny.

Destiny, is nothing but a continuous series of magical moments.