Fate is a chain of random events and encounters. Or not random?
Don't we ourselves knit our destinies into knots and plexuses of relationships? What was an accident in the beginning became destiny. What could fly by, pass by, be a trifle, suddenly becomes an insurmountable obstacle. We ourselves are tireless workers who knit the fabric of our destiny. And life is happy to try, it only throws up situations, letting us make our choice. We choose, we knit, and then we look back and ask ourselves in surprise, why did this happen? And we endow our choice with mysterious signs. We never admit to ourselves that out of a thousand possibilities we chose one and called it the intricacies of fate!