Many a times, I sit and am baffled by how God draws destiny on the canvas. I don't know why some people saunters into my life. More often, they disrupt the little equilibrium in me, and sometimes have me hanging on some sort of displaced pendulum, swivelling between expectancy and disappointment.
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Slinging the strap of my bag between its handles helped me to be a little more poise when I carry it. I no longer get disturbed by the feeling that I have something dangling off me, and I feel neater. It was simple, and doing it seems so natural now, but I remembered I had not alway thought of doing so even though the swinging strap has always been a bother. (blame my dim wit.)
As I did so again today, I suddenly became conscious of my action, and thought of that someone whom I had observed and learnt this little manner from.. And I am thankful we've met (even though probably just for a small reason as such).
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