STORIES

We are the carriage of our experiences, be it stories, problems, or trauma. Everybody around us has built a distinct way of sharing; some will share too much, and some will not even share that much. Yet, beyond psychology, humans have the ability to comprehend energy, negative or positive. I have observed this thing over the period that if you sit in the solitude of another person’s presence, you can always tell the energy. In the rigmarole of rewiring work-life balance, we overlook the balance somehow. Balance of living a simple yet uncomplicated life. In the pursuit of discovering the quality of life, we lost the peace of experiencing life.

I have always believed that stories are like a way of life. We live in one; we tell thousands and hundreds of stories; we long for hearing stories which relate to us, and some stories are unforgettable. In this world, the population of 8 billion people carries a gazillion stories inside them, some inspiring, some sad, and some of the happiest ones. I myself have millions of them. The stories that I have mainly come from travels, talking to people from different walks of life, sitting on a road talking to villagers, asking them for apples while trekking, and asking for water while going up in the mountains.

Growing up, I have realised the significance of communication, peace, experiences, kindness, and consideration. The more you understand, the more humble and kind you become, knowing that every person is going through something we know nothing about, yet they choose to be here in the present. We cannot change the past; the future is not in our hands. All we have is today. I have heard somewhere that a person lives in the past, worries about the future, and suffers in the present and posts Instagram stories on how we can seize the day, thinking about 'what ifs' and 'maybes'.

You will always find people talking about life, careers, their kids' lives, the future, their parents' lives, and what not. About how many of us talk about ourselves. I, myself, do not share things unless a person has spent at least a year or two with me. On the contrary, we learn everything from people around us, with us, and who left us. My own habits have made me realise that we are so invested in feeling bad that we often forget to look around and realise that waiting for the 'right time' will always cost us way more than the present. There might be a probability that time never comes or the person is never there.

It’s a generational thing that we have a habit of saving “good things” for later, don't we? Traditionally, the lack of resources made us believe in saving things for later, and we are carrying it till now. How tragic it is that our own race has made us believe in survival mode and is now curing it with social media. There are millions of quotes and Instagram reels, reposts, and stories that life is too short to spend in survival mode, saving good parts for later and living the bad days before. We have been taught that to achieve something, we need to struggle, but what if there is another way? People are so used to complications that we have forgotten to find simpler things.

Every person in this world is under the burden to prove to someone or something that they are worth the thing they are struggling for. However, it is a very pivotal thing to know that if you are born in the world of experiments, inventions, discoveries, and experiences, you are worth it, every ounce of benefit or good thing you can get out of that particular moment. Talking to someone gives you a perspective change you never knew you needed. Most importantly, it is important to build that willingness to listen, consider, and understand another human's struggles and hardships. Someone's bad time can be a change of perspective for another one. Another's good time can be a seed of inspiration for someone.

You never know how your stories or journey might help someone realise their own humanity or realise life within them. I think that we all have a purpose for having been born in this world. However, being kind and considerate should be everyone's purpose. In the spiral of this life, people have forgotten that they are human first, machine second, or they are not all machine unless you want them to believe.

How funny, but how amazing, is it that we are relying on AI to resolve our problems and comfort us? As a community, we failed to show empathy and kindness so that a machine could have enough power to comfort us and to tell us we are right, or you were right. Sadly, we suppress our experiences so much that we forget that AI will only validate your emotions to reassure you. It's never easy, living, thinking, and fearing, but everyone has the ability to get out of the spiral and create whole new stories and experiences for themselves. We are the product of our own environment; we still carry the trauma that people have imbibed upon us, and some of them are not even valid. At the heart of it all, we are not machines; we are shaped by our experiences and connected through stories. And maybe, our greatest purpose is to keep reminding each other of that 

truth.

Let there be experiences to tell, stories to share, and people who you share with not computers or AI. 

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