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 |   Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts |
 "Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself." CHARLIE CHAPLIN  Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you. David Whyte        This is my supplementary blog in which I will post entries written for prompts. |
| Déjà vu: Do you believe it, and could you explain it if it were to happen to you? Have you heard or experienced any instances of it? ----- “Déjà vu” means “already seen” in French. People experiencing this feel an irresistible sense of familiarity with something, someone, or some situation that they have never encountered earlier. I am not sure if this is due to wishful thinking or bad memory or maybe it has some medical explanation. Some believe the person must have lived this in a past life or it is due to precognition, but I am not very sure about any of these explanations. To the best of my faulty memory, something like déjà vu happened to me twice. In my dinosaur time, in ninth grade, I used to really like a lit teacher. One of my aunts who herself was a Home-Ec teacher in a different school at a distant town took me to visit a friend of hers in another far-away town where I hadn’t been before. This woman we visited was also a Home-Ec teacher, and the minute we set foot inside her house, I felt I had been there before and I knew her from somewhere. What I didn’t know was/is how. During the conversation when she asked me which school I attended, we all found out that she was my lit teacher’s sister, but she didn’t resemble my teacher, at all. I must have sensed something for sure, and to this day, I can’t wrap my mind around it. The second one has to do with my daughter-in-law. The very first time I met her when my son brought her over, I felt I knew her and warmed up to her immediately. And I told her this and later to her mother, too. My son had other girlfriends earlier. I had felt nothing like that when I had met them. To this day, she feels as if she is my daughter. Once, my other son even accused me with stealing somebody else’s child. Lol! I don’t remember having any other déjà vu experiences like these two I mentioned above, but both of them can be explained in some logical way, I guess. I don't know for sure, though. There might be some way other than a past-life experience. Or just maybe? I wonder. |
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