"We live on a flying rock,

surrounded by seven other flying rocks,

that go around the same giant fireball,

and somehow

never crash into each other.

And out of all eight rocks,

only ours can sustain an atmosphere

that breathes life

into the lungs of majestic lionesses,

vibrant birds and butterflies

and eight billion human beings.

And you want me to believe

that we met each other

and fell in love

purely by accident,

and there is

no such thing as luck

or soulmates

or miracles?"

-Nikita Gill