The String of Fate As I am staring at this cream colored, velvety smooth piece of string, it reminded me of a particular day where my grandfather was talking about a famous Chinese legend “the string of fate”.
One fine morning, my grandfather and I were sitting on the patio with our warm coffee looking out at the magnificent view, much like a painting with rolls and rolls of ocean blue skies contrasting with the green luscious mountain scenery. I then asked my grandfather how he met my grandmother and, while he was reminiscing their wonderful meeting, he mentioned a famous myth in China about a string of fate. According to the legend, as we were born, an invisible string is tied around our little finger and the other person we are destined to meet. The thread may stretch or tangled but it will never be broken.
My grandparents were arranged to be married. They never saw each other until their wedding day – the norm for Chinese culture. According to my grandfather, as he lifted his new wife’s veil he was delighted to discover that she is one of the most beautiful women from their village. He said, “Your grandmother was one fine lady who had tan colored skin, long jet black hair, and when I stared into her brown eyes they were crystal clear, shiny and sparkly; it felt like I could see straight to her soul.” My grandparents have been happily married for more than 50 years. They have 5 children, 14 grandchildren and 4 great grandchildren. Some individuals believe in the