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The universe tells you nothing.
But when I first laid my eyes upon her left shoulder,
and saw a tiny, black mole
all this logic was gone.

Artwork by Shubhshree Mathur

There are no signs from the universe.
Nothing that will help you make the toughest decisions of your life.
Nothing that you can rely on to choose the right thing.
Because ultimately, you are the one who decides whether a tiny rock or a wilted flower is ‘a sign from the universe’.

There are no signs from the universe that will tell you whether you should skip the day
or which outfit would work for a Saturday night
or whether you should carry your umbrella today.
And there are no signs that could possibly tell you that you’ve met ‘the one’.
The one that you should spend your life with and bicker over ice-cream flavours and sing love songs off tune and visit places that are just right for instagram.

The universe tells you nothing.
But when I first laid my eyes upon her left shoulder,
and saw a tiny, black mole
all this logic was gone.

Because in that moment, I truly hoped
that the universe was giving me a sign – a sign shaped like a miniscule puddle – that she’s the one,
she’s the one who makes the universe break it’s own rules.

About the guest author

Sayuri

A small flower of Lilly, lover of languages. Advocate of sustainable and safe menstruation, co-founder of 'The Project Amara'. Fond of all the artistic things; flowers, poetry, stars, books and of course, her.
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