the realisation that i was a cynic and/or a skeptic dawned on me a few years ago..and i must admit it made me feel strangely sorted and very 'cool'.. but now i find it to be an inconvenience in the least and an insurmountable roadblock in getting myself to really believe in anything.
But i do believe in signs.. or am atleast greatly amused and gladdened by them.. like how i'm rediscovering the beatles in a big way..and everything seems to be nodding its approval :)
like getting an abbey road cd.. realising the mug that i'd bought dinky was the album art ... randomly finding a feature on how the road's been immortalised by the Beatles and at any point in time tourists dot the zebra crossing trying to recreate that magic moment..
and then i hear an instrumental rendition of 'strawberry fields forever' after having hummed the song all day long, unprompted :P
i loooove these strange coincidences... they're like divine witticisms that can only be relevant to you at any given time:)