Just when you think you’ve seen some crazy things on your life, something out of the ordinary happens.

I never thought I would meet someone to talk about the deeper truths of life at a house party at 3 a.m.

When I first saw Aman (name changed) I didn’t pay too much attention to him. He looked like the typical model shodel types and didn’t really care to interact with him. Turned out he really was a model and actor. Oh well! I’ve been out of the loop for a while.

He turned out to be someone with whom I had an unknown soul connection.

We started talking over Goodday biscuits and a drink (it’s amazing how hungry you can get at 3 a.m. that you would eat anything). He shared some secrets about a book he’s writing about the simple facts of our existence that never change.

I won’t give you the niceties because I promised that I wouldn’t mention the details of his theory to anyone just yet. But our conversation led to an interesting twist when he suddenly said to me, “Whatever you do, never think of committing suicide…”

I was left gaping at him wondering why he had said that. What did he know about me? Was my life’s reality written on my face?

My soul mate committed suicide, he said…

My sister committed suicide, I interrupted…

We looked at each other in silence for a minute or so. Then I took his hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

Both the women we knew had something in common – they were beautiful, strong, outgoing, yet they had demons in their head which overpowered them eventually.

This was our connection, this hard reality, the simple fact that losing someone can make or break you – and it made both of us much stronger than we ever were.

My life never ceases to amaze me and I wonder how many people I walk by without knowing what my connection with them is. I think next time I will take more time to get to know someone, you never know what may come up.