Fatum

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Jonathan: So are you gonna meet your boyfriend now or what?
Sara: No, I think he's out probably doing what you're doing.
Jonathan: Getting a crush on somebody else's girlfriend? No, I'm sorry, I just meant I had a really nice time. You know, maybe you should give me your phone number. Just in case.
Sara: In case of what?
Jonathan: In case of life. I just had a really great time and for all we know I wouldn't be able to find you again.
Sara: Well, if we're meant to meet again, we'll meet again. it's just not the right time now.
Jonathan: Maybe we're supposed to meet on British time and we're five hours too early.

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Dean: Jonathan Trager, prominent television producer for ESPN, died last night from complications of losing his soul mate and his fiancee. He was 35 years old. Soft-spoken and obsessive, Trager never looked the part of a hopeless romantic. But, in the final days of his life, he revealed an unknown side of his psyche. This hidden quasi-Jungian persona surfaced during the Agatha Christie-like pursuit of his long reputed soul mate, a woman whom he only spent a few precious hours with. Sadly, the protracted search ended late Saturday night in complete and utter failure. Yet even in certain defeat, the courageous Trager secretly clung to the belief that life is not merely a series of meaningless accidents or coincidences. Uh-uh. But rather, its a tapestry of events that culminate in an exquisite, sublime plan. Asked about the loss of his dear friend, Dean Kansky, the Pulitzer Prize-winning author and executive editor of the New York Times, described Jonathan as a changed man in the last days of his life. "Things were clearer for him," Kansky noted. Ultimately Jonathan concluded that if we are to live life in harmony with the universe, we must all possess a powerful faith in what the ancients used to call "fatum", what we currently refer to as destiny.

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Dean: You know the Greeks didn't write obituaries. They only asked one question after a man died: "Did he have passion?".

Sara: You don't have to understand. You just have to have faith.
Jonathan: Faith in what?
Sara: Destiny
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Jonathan: Maybe the absence of signs is a sign.


Serendipity- *the lucky tendency to find interesting or valuable things by chance*





whey u feel...

with your skin...

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iz lichnog zhivota,prepiske,smsa:

"znash, ti i ja se kreccemo paralelno jedan pored drugog. gledamo se, svako iz svog voza."
"a jel mozhesh jednom u zhivotu, samo jedan jedini put da za*ebesh sve vagone, vozove, koloseke i da mi pruzhish ruku i dozvolish mi da te grlim do kraja putovanja?"
"ne mogu...pisak se vecc chuo i voz je krenuo."


-- posle ovoga zauvek ccu da imam strah od vozova.

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proshla baka sa kolachima....

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"Zaspala je...
...
Čula su naelektrisala vrhove prstiju kojima sam joj doticao kožu i pratio besprekornu liniju glatkih ramena tragajući uzalud za malom, najmanjom greškom. Mirisala je na Indiju, na breskvu, na izvor, biseri su virili tek odškrinute školjke njenih usana, osetio sam u bradi laki drhtaj, jeku jedne davne groznice, za koju sam mislio da umire kada te obuzme, i da se više ne može vratiti ako je jednom preboliš.
Da, želo sam je. Još kako sam je želeo...
Dodirnuo sam joj mali prst na nozi, bezuspešno pokušavao da nadlanicom uklonim beleg iz detinjstva sa njenog levog kolena, udubio se u čudni raspored sićušnih mladeža na tilu vitkih leđa...

I trgao se. Uplašen...

Koliko na njoj ima tajnih mesta koje bih želeo da poljubim?

Ali, ne sad. Jednom. Možda......
Lepo sanjaj, mali mišu... Ko zna da li ćeš mi ikad više biti tako blizu? Možda ću se kajati, možda ću jednom morati da se napijem svaki put kad se setim ove noći...
Neka...
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Laku noć, njene pospane oči..."

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