Akan datang. (Malay for "Coming soon".)

Coincidence or signs?

Do things happen because they just do?

Or does a greater consciousness exist beyond our mundane routines, an omniscient presence, the greater purpose that influences our individual purposes?

Are some people more atuned to the voice of this greater purpose, and therefore, more sensitive to the signs?

SF was pondering the strangeness of it all, how his name kept jumping out at her, from books to overheard telephone conversations to a friend's magazine brought back from Tokyo. And a short while later, she heard from another friend that he was back in town for a short holiday. She never did bump into him herself. A coincidence? A sign -- of what? Or had she "summoned" his name and finally his physical presence with the strength of her wanting? (Albeit not strong enough to summon him within sight.) Questions that go unanswered.

Sometimes, when life throws you too many coincidences, you can't help but wonder. If there is no greater purpose binding all that happens, and life is really a result of 6 billion human beings' individual whims and fancies, how and why do the pieces fit so well?

As you watch your life fall apart, do you stand and weep over the pieces? just walk away? pick up the pieces and then try to piece them together into the picture that you never saw before -- to unravel this intricate puzzle to reveal the greater purpose?

Perhaps, when we let ourselves believe that a greater purpose exists, it gives us hope (real or imagined), that what has happened was not a senseless accident or mere stroke of bad luck. It gives us hope that there is a meaning and purpose to it all, so that we can go on living.