State of Trust

“I’m walking fast through the traffic lights,
Busy streets and busy lives.
And all we know,
Is touch and go.”

-Taylor Swift

The beginning lines of “State of Grace” by Taylor Swift always get me. The intensity of these simple lines and the amount of sense they make gives me goosebumps sometimes. The entire song makes sense, but the opening lines; they’re one of the best lyrics ever.

The lines always make me wonder if that ho we’ve become. Selfish. Self indulgent. Is that how we are? We come, we see, we conquer, we use and then we let go. Is that how ‘life’ works now?

I’m too young to have a personal experience about this, but what I do have, is observation. People say that in today’s world, it is not safe to trust anyone. Even if this line is true, I can’t help but disagree.

The natural instinct of any person is to trust someone. It can’t be helped. Whenever we meet someone new, we observe and analyze. And based on that, we like or dislike them. We trust them or we don’t. But like I said, the natural instinct is to trust.

I am the kind of person who gets connected with everyone and everything emotionally in a matter of time. Trying to stop myself from loving and believing everyone I know is as good as asking a singer to stop singing. But not everyone is like me. I’ve been told I’m headstrong, but I don’t necessarily think so. I’ve seen people who are really headstrong and deal with life in a very practical and radical way.

How can you do something, and not involve your heart? If its an activity, you need your heart to function your body so that you can carry out the activity. Even then your heart is involved.

So the question is, how do you trust anyone? I think that to do anything in life, you need belief. If you do the anatomy of the word, you’ll see it has the word ‘lie’ in it.

So what is belief? Hope. Assumption that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and determination to shine in it. That is what belief is.

So what about when I said belief has the word ‘lie’ in it? Is believing something, lying to yourself?

Frankly, isn’t everything a ‘lie’ until it becomes reality?
Belief is to lure yourself to think well, to get good. People in today’s world need to have faith and belief that the person they’re dealing with is a good person. Someone who is worth they’re time and energy. What we get in return is ultimately what our subconscious and out heart expected.

No-one in this world is a rock. Everybody has needs, and everybody has a heart. Their way of approaching their needs may differ, but in the end, we all want one thing; happiness. And happiness is in togetherness. So trust people, but not blindly. Take help, not advantage.

Remember the times when doors were left open, when everyone was welcomed. When there was no filth and greediness, just faith and belief. Trust me, things aren’t that bad, but sometimes, our view is.

“This is the golden age of something good, and right and real.”


Memories, experiences, life, and all that funny business.

Life has a funny way of going around. One second you’re happy, the second; you’re not. One second you know you want to do something, and the next second, you’re not so sure.
Life has confusion, boredom, happiness and sadness among many other emotions that make this ‘roller coaster’ concoction. And without equal amounts of all these, this concoction would not be complete.
I was sitting in my balcony the other day, wondering, what is it that makes me happy? I mean there are many things that make me happy. If my dad brings my favorite chocolates, I’m happy. If the teacher of my least favorite subject is absent, I’m happy. If my friends do something to protect our friendship, I’m happy. If I watch my favorite movie, I’m happy. When I listen to music, you know the drill, I’m happy.
But what are the other things that make me happy? I tried to revive memories when I was 6 or 7. What made me happy then? Maybe toys, candy, ice-cream? But that’s looking at it from a helicopter angle. That’s what we assume makes all kids happy. What made ‘me’, me happy as an individual? Honestly, even after trying for a long time, I couldn’t put my finger on it.
My observations told me, I mean it’s not very original, but for the first time, I understood it. Life is a mosaic. It’s made up of tiny bits and pieces of memories, which were extremely important at a certain amount of time. Irrespective of whether they were happy memories, or sad, they were important. All these memories and experiences joined together is our life.
So, think about how you look at a mosaic. You see the main picture. It maybe a cat, or a chair, could be anything. But you look at it, and you know what it is. The main subject. You don’t go looking at each piece of paper or each different stroke of color it’s made up of, because it’s not possible for you to.
The very same way, when you look back at life, you see the whole thing. The main subject. The subject can be satisfied, happy or anything like that. But you can’t remember every single detail. It’s not possible. Those memories as individuals are so tiny, compared to all of them put together.
But we remember all the big memories. The things we did that left a mark on our brain, or heart, or both. I mean things like buying a new pair of jeans will make you happy right now, but when you look back on life; you won’t even remember that pair of jeans which were once your whole life. I’m not saying these little things don’t matter. In fact, without them, life would make no sense.
But what I really think is that we only live life once. And we should make the most of it. I like to think of living life this way: “Make memories, make mistakes, and do adventures to entertain yourself when you’re big, and old.”
I don’t know how much of this makes sense, but to answer the question, “What makes me happy?” its watching a puppy chase a ball, it’s to watch birds fly in the sky, it’s to watch stars twinkle at night. My happiness is in spending happy times with my family and friends. It’s in to laugh till I cry. My happiness is in all the big things and small things. How much of this will I remember when I’m old, who knows? But I do not want to regret anything. Or say that “Oh, I could’ve done that. It’s a shame I didn’t.”
So ladies and gentlemen, don’t live life in a rat race. Live it.
Do things. Have regrets. Make mistakes.
They say you have a choice to live or exist, I definitely choose to live.