Wednesday, July 20, 2016

20/7/2016

I love meeting people. I love having conversations that go beyond 'today's weather is good'. I love listening to stories, especially those of choices and experiences.

Everyone has their own stories as well as different ways of writing it. It is kind of sad to admit but there are certainly times when we take this for granted. These days, most people tend to prematurely judge someone based on their physical appearance and the way they act in public. For instance, to the quiet girl who never fails to pick that same seat in the corner of your lecture hall, comments like 'oh, she's just an incredibly shy girl' are bound to be raised. I admit that I am guilty of it too. However, on a deeper note, who are we to judge when we don't even know what she has been through?

I am still very much mind-blown whenever someone tells me about something that has been on their mind or just about an experience that they have been put through. Plenty of thoughts could be running through their minds the very moment you guys are engaged in a certain conversation. Thoughts you can't read or sense unless they tell you about it. They might look like the happiest creature all the time, but who's to know that when night falls, all they do is listen to melancholic music and sob themselves to sleep.

If you asked me years ago what superpower I'd like to have, I would no doubt answer 'I want to read everyone's minds just so that life would never be confusing'. However, I don't want that anymore. The mystery of not knowing what is on the minds of other people and the confusion that it sometimes brings are things that make me yearn for more. I can't even describe this in words but it makes me immensely curious and excited whenever someone feels that they are ready to open up (yes i do realise that i am starting to sound like someone who's nothing but a busybody - someone who's forever excited in meddling with the private lives of others). But tbh, no. It's just nice to know of experiences vicariously and ponder upon them after; to figure out what I would have done if I were in their shoes.

Fast forward to years later, if I were given a superpower now, I would want to spread all the happiness in the world, and eradicate every single iota of sadness and sorrow in the lives of others. (ok this is probably not a very rational choice either since what are feelings if we don't have a spectrum?) But it just makes me so happy to know that people around me are happy - so yeah probs a selfish choice.

Call me a dreamer, or someone who is still living in her own bubble of hope. Call me silly for still holding on to such crazy thoughts. Trust me, it's not easy. I understand that by having such a mindset I get disappointed so much more when things don't go as planned or when I learn of new things in life that are so far from the ideal I have in mind. There were people in my journey of life who tried to shake me awake and every other possible way to pop that bubble. 

Someone used to ask:
'Why be an optimist? It's so much easier to be a pessimist so that when you get results you don't expect you will get happier. That happiness makes being a pessimist so much better than being an optimist and getting so disappointed when you don't get what you want.'

And my answer would be: 
'Look. Would you rather be happy for that short period of time and choose to be negative the rest of your time or would you rather be happy as much as you can and only be sad and disappointed when things really don't go as planned?'

Well, I don't know. Tell me what you think. For me, I would definitely choose the latter rather than the former because... (ok cliche line coming up, pls don't cringe) its all about the process, and not the product. I would so much rather be happy over the process rather than only for a short while at the end before venturing into something new.

P.S Whatever I am writing here is purely my two cents, I definitely don't intend to impose these thoughts on you or whatever. Just take it with a grain a salt :) 

xx