偶然 • 必然

偶然 • 必然

有时候,我们的人生轨道会与别人交错,只是不自知。
无论是意外或是天意,我们都无力改变。

巴黎,一名女士正出门购物,却发现忘了外套,于是回家去取。

她拿起外套时,电话铃响起,她接起电话聊了一会。

与此同时,黛西正为一场巴黎歌剧院的演出彩排。

不久,女子聊完,挂了电话,下楼去招出租车。

另一边,一名出租车司机刚刚送完一位客人,便停了车去买杯咖啡,而黛西还在继续排练。

那位放下客人然后买咖啡的司机,正巧接了要去购物的那位女士;而这位女士,因为一番延误错过了之前的车。

车子中途停了一下,因为有人上班迟到而横穿马路;这男子那天比平时晚起了五分钟,因为他忘了定闹钟。

当这名没定闹钟而迟到的男子横穿马路时,黛西已经排练结束,开始洗澡。

当黛西淋浴时,出租车停在一家精品店外,等候女士去取包裹,可是包裹还没备好,因为负责打包它的那个女店员在前一天晚上与她的男朋友分手,太过伤心而忘了打包。

包裹打好之后,女子回到车上,出租车又被一辆货车挡住了去路。

同一时间,黛西正在换衣服。

货车开走之后,出租车才从新上路,而黛西是最后一个才换好了衣服,她又等了一会断了鞋带的朋友。

出租车在交通灯等待时,黛西和她的朋友从剧院后门走了出来。

如果这之间,有一点点不一样,
如果黛西朋友的鞋带没断,
如果那货车早一点开走,
如果包裹早早备好,因为男孩没有和女店员分手,
如果上班迟到的男子定了闹钟,和平时一样起床,
如果司机没有停下来买咖啡,
如果出门购物的女子带上了外套,上了之前的出租车…
那么,黛西和她朋友,就会平平安安地穿过马路,那出租车也只是和她们擦身而过。

但是,生活没有如果,只有一连串互相交错的意外,无人能控制。

那辆出租车没有和她们擦身而过,而就在黛西准备穿过马路时,司机分了一下神,车子撞倒了黛西。因而她的腿,被撞断了五段,如果治疗得当,假以时日,她或许还能从新走路。

但不可能再跳舞了。

Sometimes we’re on a collision course and we just don’t know it.
Whether it’s by accident or by design, there’s not a thing we can do about it.

A woman in Paris was on her way to go shopping, but she had forgotten her coat, went back to get it.

When she had gotten her coat, the phone had rung, so she had stopped to answer it and talked for a couple of minutes.

While the woman was on the phone, Daisy was rehearsing for a performance at the Paris Opera House.

And while she was rehearsing, the woman, off the phone now, had gone outside to get a taxi.

Now, a taxi driver had dropped off a fare earlier, and had stopped to get a cup of coffee, and all the while, Daisy was rehearsing.

And this cab driver, who dropped off the earlier fare and had stopped to get the cup of coffee, he picked up the lady who was going shopping and had missed getting the earlier cab.

The taxi had to stop for a man crossing the street, who had left for work five minutes later than he normally did because he forgot to set his alarm.

While that man, late for work, was crossing the street, Daisy had finished rehearsing and was taking a shower.

And while Daisy was showering, the taxi was waiting outside a boutique for the woman to pick up a package which hadn’t been wrapped yet, because the girl who was supposed to wrap it had broken up with her boyfriend the night before and forgot.

When the package was wrapped, the woman, who was back in the cab, was blocked by a delivery truck.

All the while, Daisy was getting dressed.

The delivery truck pulled away, and the taxi was able to move while Daisy, the last to be dressed, waited for one of her friends who had broken a shoelace.

While the taxi was stopped, waiting for a traffic light, Daisy and her friend came out the back of the theater.

And if only one thing had happened differently,
if that shoelace hadn’t broken,
or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier,
or that package had been wrapped and ready because the girl hadn’t broken up with her boyfriend,
or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier,
or that taxi driver hadn’t stopped for a cup of coffee,
or that woman had remembered her coat and got into an earlier cab,
Daisy and her friend would have crossed the street and the taxi would have driven by.

But, life being what it is, a series of intersecting lives and incidents out of anyone’s control.

That taxi did not go by, and that driver was momentarily distracted. And that taxi hit Daisy. And her leg was crushed. And her leg had been broken in five places, with therapy and time, she might walk again.

But she’d never dance.

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