There are two kinds of coincidences

There are two kinds of coincidences, the kind that happens to you once in your life and the kind that happens to you all the time. This morning I took the elevator on the other side of the corridor and so I met my old schoolmate’s mother who lives a few floors lower in the same building. For some odd reason, we came across in the block at different areas quite often even though I am not the type that goes out often. We use to say “hello” and exchange a few conversations each time we meet. Today, all in a sudden, she told me that she would be immigrating to Australia next month. I was a litte surprised but did not find it that much a shocking news. She has been visiting her son there for couple of times in the last 10 years and the procedure of immigration must have been launched long time ago. I could see all the happiness in her shinny eyes and sweet smile. Wish her all good to her new life on the other side of the world. And I realized that meeting a neighbor in such a context is a mingled coincidence that lies between the two extremes.