B’SHERT – By @EvaMenovksy

By Eva Menovsky




Friday night I was on my way to Shabbat at Sam’s house. After having a tough week, missing my grandmother and my Jewish roots, Sam was kind enough to invite me to Shabbat at his mom’s house.

We left the pub earlier, and as we were standing on the platform waiting for the train. I looked around me, and I saw the most beautiful girl.

We weren’t even supposed to be on that platform, our tube got delayed so we had to take another one.

I was mesmerised by her energy, she seemed so at ease like she could handle the whole world. We had some eye contact, softly smiling as we looked at each other.

I stared at her while we got inside the tube.

Sam and Oliver walked further. And I stayed behind, to be closer to her.

As the train pulled up, I fell on top of a woman. The girl started laughing.

She was reading a book. And all I could think of, how can I ask anything about the book so I can talk to her?

How can I get in touch with this gorgeous girl?

I didn’t say a word to her, and I regretted it.

We got off the train, and I thought I would never see her again.

On Saturday night, I walk into Jay’s house. Jay was having a small house warming with all his friends from uni, his girlfriends’ friends and friends from his childhood.

I was in a particularly social mood and immediately started talking with people. After having conversations with a physicist about the play of Gd in the universe and how to define Gd in Jay’s room.

I walked into the living room to introduce myself to this girl. After introducing myself, I turn around to say hi to the girl next to her.

And there was the girl from the tube.

I recognised her.

She recognised me.

“I know you”

“I know you”

“You’re the girl from the tube,” she says.

“You’re the girl from the tube,” I scream.

“Omg, I fell in love with you yesterday when I saw you on the tube. I thought you were the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. And I wanted to talk to you so badly.” She replied.

In Yiddish we got a saying, beshert, which means destiny.

I don’t know whether to call it destiny or the law of attraction. But some things in life are destiny. When you wish for something and it happens to you. When you put a thought out in this world, it gives a reaction. When you can imagine how your life is going to go, you will attract those things. Some people are meant to be met. The universe was created by a spark, a big explosion of energy. Maybe we should define that spark as Gd. The magical element to life. We define it as humans do to familiarise themselves, with an actual body or presence. But maybe Gd is the universe itself and it sparks in everything we do.

The universe wanted me to meet her.

In a city of 9 million people, what are the chances?

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