No random act

Recently, I was required to do an annotated bibliography of the research project that I am involved in. The first person that came across my mind was Ms Crain, my English and American History teacher back when I was in the US for an exchange program. I am extremely grateful for her teaching me how to do an annotated bibliography from scratch, and did not mind my ignorance at all. I was so overwhelmed with emotions (I have no idea why) that I decided to send her an email telling about what I am up to now. I hope she has not changed her email address yet. Oh well, I will find out when (or if) she replies. Fingers crossed!

Also, I am grateful for those working in the international postal service. The mails that I sent out a couple of weeks ago have all arrived at their respective destinations! A shoutout to my host families and coordinator for being awesome!

All in all, I am grateful for these (not so) random strangers whose lives crossed paths with mine and added colours to it.

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The Blue Man smiled. "No, Edward. You are here so I can teach you something. All the people you meet here have one thing to teach you."
Eddie was skeptical. His fists stayed clenched. "What?" he said.
"That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind."

"I still don't understand," Eddie whispered. "What good came from your death?"
"You lived," the Blue Man answered.
"But we barely knew each other. I might as well have been a stranger."
The Blue Man put his arms on Eddie's shoulders. Eddie felt that warm, melting sensation.
"Strangers," the Blue Man said, "are just family you have yet to come to know."

The Five People You Meet in Heaven is probably my favourite book of all time.