Serendipity. Not the
most common of words. I only learnt it some 6-7 years ago when I was in
graduate school in the States. It was my social anthropology professor who used
it in class when he was telling the story of an anthropologist in history who
had made a random but all the same a very exciting discovery without even
having been looking for it. My professor, Prof. C., had to pause his story to
tell the class what the word meant as I believe almost everyone in the room, including
my American native English speaking class mates, looked questioning at him when
he had the described the anthropologist’s pleasant discovery as pure
serendipity, quite the serendipitous moment. I remembered that moment in class,
scribbling down the word in my notebook the way I guessed it should be spelled,
I think got it right (!), and rolled it over my tongue. I loved that word -
Serendipity.
Life - as it crosses my path. Stockholm Serendipity is a selection of thoughts I choose to write about. Moments which have stuck with me, topics I ponder and situations I muse about. The things I stumble upon. The serendipity in my life.