Kismet [kiz-met] fate; destiny. Here is a short story of Kismet. On the night of June 29, 2019, two people unknowingly were about to meet. The woman was out celebrating an upcoming birthday. The man went out on the town with his friend just like any other Saturday night. The place was a local hang out, known for good music and drinks. Although he had been there many times before, she had not been in a while. For the both of them the spot they met was the third place they visited that night. He remembers seeing her walk in, strutting with confidence, full of joy and laughter. He thought to himself "I like her style." Her and her companions had just ordered a round of drinks to continue the celebration, and like the true gentleman he is he offered to buy the round. With help from his good friend putting in a good word telling her to give him a change, she decided to do just that. Conversation ensued and they could not stop starring into each other's eyes. Before nights end a kiss was stolen. The night was over, but the story had just begun.