Chance and the randomness of life

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I was walking home tonight, pushing my bike for a change, because I had forgotten my lights, when I passed a man who was walking along the street singing a beautiful Indian song.

Hearing this music changed the atmosphere of the night and the moment took on a dream like quality. He wasn’t walking very fast, so I slowed down to a similar pace so that I could hear the singing for a while.

If I hadn’t forgotten my bike lights, I would have been speeding down a different road and I wouldn’t have heard the man’s song.

It has got me thinking about chance and the randomness of life.