London is a big city, right? of 7 million people. meaning, you rarely bump into somebody you know - although it's possible.

However, I met this random guy 7 random times in one month (last December) - in different situations - supermarket, tube, tube station - totally unpredictable situations. Because it's so rare, I told my friends about it and they found it very weird - everybody suggested that he was stalking me but it's impossible.


In March last year, my sister moved to London, and had just moved into her new house. On the way home with her friends on the bus one night, they started talking to this random Irish guy, and after a bit of conversation they realised that she had just moved into his old room - he had just moved out, and she was the person that moved into it.


So this March, I was with my sister's old housemate Sally, waiting with her for her train.I looked up and there was my 'appearing guy' again, walking towards me. I was surprised since I had almost forgotten about him. I told Sally who he was, and then her train came so I left the station. Ten minutes later I got a phone call from Sally. After talking with the guy, she found out that he was the same guy who my sister met last year on the bus!

I called my sister in Australia right away to tell her...she revealed that she had met him afterwards and kissed him, but had hoped she'd never meet him again, as she didn't like him! She never did, but of course I did, without knowing.

thanks for listening to my story, I promise you it's true. What do you guys think my reason for meeting that man was?

Edit: decided to make this shorter, it was waay too long!

Is it possible that he could be stalking you or your sister? Other than that it's probably just coincidence.

Hmm... it is a bit too surreal to be a coincidence, I think you need to seriously consider if he is stalking you, because that isn't a good thing!

I couldn't agree more Review Dude... stalking is a very serious problem?!?!

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Could be stalking lol and if it's not he may think you're stalking him

Could be one of those 'syncronised events' ( kinda fate thing) as well, it won't make sense till later, these never do

Thanks for your replies! It's not possible that he's stalking me , as he had no way to know that my sister and I were sisters, and many times we met he was there first or I wasn't planning on being there - there was no way of predicting where I'd be"

But my friend did mention synchronicity. It sounds interesting! q

Synchronicity it must be then!

i dont now lol maybe he is CIA lol what have you done
but i think that if he was stalking you he would have not wanted you to see him, the way you said it it sounded like he was jjust out in the open doing what he away does.

Are you good looking ?

Stalkers go for the good looking one's you see, I know this not because im actually your stalker or anyones stalker, but was stalked once before by a crazy bint.

I led her on a bit though, still didn't need to follow me everywhere for 6 months, I took extreme measures to combat this stalking menace.

Told her i decided to bat for the other side ;P

if you live in the same borough of London bumping into each other would happen often. I bet you see the same people everyday but because you dont know them by name, your brain doesnt log anything.

Why not next time you see ask him to join you and your mates for a drink and bring up the subject, chances are he is thinking the same thing as you.

Its a small world/

Have have mates you went to OZ, found themselves in a bar in a sleepy town that no one goes and saw old school friends.

and my cousin went to the Americas started talking to some guy. The bumped into each 7 months later in his local, strange thing it was his local too, they only lived a few doors from other

He didn't live in the same borough, but he lived a few stops away. The thing is, I have friends who live 5 minutes away from me, we use the same tube station, but I never meet them unexpectedly. This was probably a coincidence, but a very big one - the fact that he had lived in the same place as my sister too? it's just very weird. Could somebody please tell me more about synchronicity?

Serendipity.

This happened to me in the city where I used to live.
Now he's my husband.
No joke...And he wasn't stalking me, He'd already be in a place when I would walk in. I was worried this poor person would think I was stalking him.

It was a joke amongst my friends and I, looking back it was hysterically funny

Basically when a sersis of events happen that don't appear to be connected, but are. Often you only relise it when looking back and often these events have played some part in bringing an outcome or to a point. It's a little like fate or a jigsaw puzzel being completed in a random manner.

You could say it happens with people in the way you describe, you keep on meeting unintentially and find out you are connected in some way to the same people.

mmmhh... yes it's a small world and there are a lot of people in it - but sometimes things happen that just leave me baffled!! Amazing coincidences - BLOODY AMAZING!! Here's a story which my friend and I never tire of telling...

Some years ago now I shared a flat with a student and subsequently became friends with her sister. My friend is a 'believer' and I am a 'sceptic'( or rather a sceptical sort of believer!) and we often talked until the early hours of the morning despite our differing beliefs.
At the time I was employed in mental health working on a community arts projet; I recognised the signs of depression in my friend and was able to offer a little advice and support. What I couldn't help her with was the desolation she was feeling following the break up of a relationship; she had lost as she phrased it her 'soul mate'.
After a while I suggested counselling as I felt pretty helpless and it was painful for myself to see her in such distress; my friend agreed and was herself begining to feel that she was a burden to me - all of which was placing a strain on our friendship.
Anyhow, our contact with each other over the next year was intermittent , and then I moved away to study for my Masters degree - this being in the city my friend had returned from following the break up. Initially I shared rented accommodation and on the advice of my friend moved to the area of the city where she had previously lived - Ideal place on a student budget and as the Housing in the area was 'Low demand' I placed my name on the Housing register.
My friend stayed over from time to time and we did the pub/ club thing. Her health improved and she began to talk of moving back to the city - looking for 'closure' and 'coming home' as she put it. One night we went along to see a band at a pub where she used to hang out, and she met her ex lovers best mate. He informed her that ...... had died the previous year. I quietly asked where he was buried and was informed that he had been cremated, so my friend could not even go to his graveside.
Naturally my friend was devastated and she returned home to her parents the next morning; on our way out of the city my friend asked me to pull over and so we got off the bike and sat on the roadside verge. My friend had decided that she wanted to see the place where they had lived for the last time. She gave the directions and we headed off. When we got there my friend stood in the street looking up at the flats; they were the uniformly designed tenement flats of the 1940s and so I asked which one had been theirs. 'That one' she replied and pointed, 'third block along and top floor'. We sat back on a wall and she told this funny story about returning home from the pub one night and entering the wrong block - after fumbling around with the lock for a while the door flew open and this guy came at her with a base ball bat!! From then on she counted the blocks before entering!
Anyhow, my friend returned to her parents and began placing her life back together. She wanted even more to return to the city and we arranged for her to share with me once I had got my own place sorted. Six months passed and I received an offer of accommodation; I phoned the Housing office for the details and to arrange a viewing appointment - I had been offered a flat in the same street where my friend had lived.
I skipped a tutorial for that afternoon and headed on down there to meet the housing officer at the property. When I arrived she was waiting outside a block of flats chatting on her mobile - I stood in the street and counted the blocks - several times! (for which I got a pretty weird look!); it was the third block! "Oh God" she said as we entered the block; "I hate stairs and this one's on the top floor".
Name the cliche... any would have been applicable; I didn't take in what was being spoken to me; bathroom here ... kitchen there ... back at the housing office I had to make a concentrated effort to spell my name correctly on the acceptance form!
I called my friend on my return home, first asking her the number of the flat where she had lived to make absolutely sure - then I gave her the news that I had just taken the tenancy on the flat. After the "oh my god" and every other expletives **** etc, my friend came to the conclusion that it was a sign, destiny and all that.
Anyhow, fast forward a few weeks and the flat is furnished/decorated and had the flat warming party; I gave the keys of my new home to my friend and went to stay with my girl friend for a few days - this was an opportunity for closure to really take place!
Now when we are with friends and the story is told, my friend will tell of a 'presence' in the flat with her for those few days; I will give a wry smile and roll my eyes - and in return receive a poke in the ribs and get called a rude name!
As I see it my friend had come full circle and a healing process had taken place - it baffles me I have to admit - these things do happen but it is good to hear of 'strange coincidences' from other people -if only for the reality check!

That IS a weird story! Nice!

Did anyone else read the Celestine Prophecies?
A friend gave it to me, many years ago. It has some good, useful life info, but is written as a fictional adventure, so it isn't boring.
I enjoyed it. One of the many things it talks about how we meet people for a reason, and how these encounters are not by accident, or simple coincidence. It makes sense to me, because I have experienced some things with people, and was able to be more aware of why things happen when they seemed so wierd.

I haven't, the only heavy duty reading I do these days is psych....but this sounds an interesting read.