It is a word "fate". There is life, there is death, there is gathering and there is dispersion, and opportunities are all in one word. * * * It goes without saying that it is not a fate that couples, teachers and students, classmates, comrades-in-arms, neighbors, partners, even neighbors on the train, and even the crew and passengers of the whole train can come together. This is not fate. How can we meet by chance in the vast sea of people? If it's not fate, what is it?