Rather depressing to be reminded of this on a day like today. The 15th day of the first month according to the Lunar calendar is generally known as 대보름 or the Great Full Moon day to the Koreans. It is to be celebrated more with a agricultural background in the old days, while the Chinese call it 元宵節, the Oriental Valentine’s Day, a day of meeting for the ones destined to be together. It is believed that when a person is born, he/she will have his/her fourth or ring finger tied to with a red thread. And the deity in charge of love and marriage will bring together any two persons with the same thread, such may then be the origin of a 운명kind of love. If only the thread is visible and we can identify each other at first glance. Then we would not be tempted by the heart which often misleads us with its careless flutter or a beat missed. Now how are we to recognise each other and avoid being hurt by a mistaken identity? One may name such as a beautiful misunderstanding, yet when the scar remains and the heart continues to bleed, what’s beautiful in the beginning that ended as ceaseless pain is only a nightmare one wishes it would come to pass…am I holding on to one end of the red thread that finds no keeper?