BEING CRAZY

BEING CRAZY
(BEING CRAZY IS AN ART OF LIVING)
DEAR READERS,

BONJOUR.

I have spoken to you about my insecurities or the things I am changing in myself, so I decided to speak about a thing I have loved about myself since the very first time I possessed it.This quality can be described in a single word , yet perceived in very versatile ways.This quality is 'CRAZINESS'.

{Some people out there feel it is bad that people use the word crazy so easily when it actually speaks about a person who is not mentally healthy. For those people out there you need to understand that the meaning of the word crazy has evolved and when usually spoken about does not refer to the more serious meaning of it but actually refers to the fun or lighter meaning of it.On that note let's continue with our topic!!!}

Not many people like to be called crazy.It is not particularly a word which people want to be associated with.As for me, I love it when people actually associate me with it. Me saying this makes me sound crazy, right?Let me enlighten you as to why certain people use the word crazy usually. Crazy is a word you use subconsciously to describe a person's action which is weird ,unusual or in general stupid.For example , I like to try weird food combinations so I tried to eat a dessert dipped in tomato sauce.This is the point where people around me will call me crazy.

Now that you know what exactly being crazy is , let me tell you a few situations where I have acted in a so called crazy manner.

I once along with my friend followed two girls around the market.Now, I know this is like a serious matter,but just to clarify I did not mean to murder them or to do any crime whatsoever.Why did I do

it ?Just to see how they will react.The worse part about the incident is that the girls never really noticed me.So, I think it is safe to say that the experiment was a fail.I was also called crazy once because I stopped a complete stranger to compliment them.

Some other instances have also taken place but I do not want to tell all of them simply because I am too lazy to type.(excuse me for that, but if you want to know more feel free to comment below)

The main question of this whole post is why do I love and embrace the word crazy so much? or why should one be so called crazy? or why does this narrator think that being crazy is on of the best things one can be?

The answer to these questions is simple.Being crazy gives you ton of various and fun experiences.These experiences really help you evolve as a person. It can be a great conversation starter as well.Just imagine ten years down the line, narrating these unusual experiences to a complete stranger.I can guarantee you that in that particular moment you will make someone's day by just making them smile at these "crazy" experiences.
Being crazy is something which also helps you accept and love yourself.One requires a lot of confidence to do these "crazy" things. If you are not confident these wonderful actions can make you a lonely person as everyone will try to avoid you.On the other hand if you learn to embrace these small experiences with a lot of love and little confidence ,people will actually respect and love you as a person.(This theory has worked for me).
I cannot find enough words to express how lovely being crazy is, it is definitely something one cannot experience through reading.
It is not necessary you do things that the society or people find crazy, to be honest being crazy is something you find stupid or something that might make you judge yourself.That is why being crazy helps you love yourself because after a point you stop judging yourself and you start enjoying the crazy actions.
So ,the long and short of the post is that being crazy helps you love yourself , become confident, have wonderful memories and also make others smile and laugh.Basically, being crazy helps you experience life.
With that thought in your mind , all that is left to be said is get out there and be crazy.
LOVE,
TRISIM :)

THE STORY

THE STORY WRITTEN BY THE UNKNOWN 

DEAR READERS,

WELCOME BACK!!

Today I wanted to share a story of an extremely shy and meek  nine year old girl. Her life was ordinary.She was weak. A type of girl with no self confidence. She was so scared of the world that she would not even order food at a restaurant. I do not remember much about her other than this. Once, while visiting a shopping center along with her elder sister and mother , a very strange instance took place. While walking through a corridor an old man stopped the trio. He said to her mother and sister,"She will become a leader." 

The mother and the sister were shocked at this. The little girl too was shocked.After a brief discussion the man left. After he left the trio could not help but laugh.None of them could actually imagine the submissive as a leader.A leader is a person who should believe in themselves first, before believing in others and guiding them ,also here was a girl who was laughing at the thought of her being a leader or anything other than shy and weak. How could she become a leader?

Seven years have passed now,the girl has transformed completely.Through the course of seven years she has become someone who is confident and has a strong personality. She has become a person who loves to learn from others, likes to put her opinions forward and grow together.
The girl mentioned in the story above is me. I am still in the process of completely believing in myself and trusting myself.I am still in the process of accepting my flaws and use them as an advantage.I am still in the process of becoming a leader.I still wonder who the old man was, how is he living right now, whether he is alive or dead. I wonder if I am on the path he saw me walking on,but one thing I am sure of is that I have not achieved the sight he had of me in his mind.
The main reason why I am sharing this story is that, I want everyone to take a deep breath and not worry about the future.Everything is going to happen at the right time, just going with the flow is the best option that you can choose. Well, a last thing I would say is that everything is written somewhere and it is written by someone who loves you,so just enjoy the journey of your life.
(P.S. I know its been a while since my last post ,so sorry )
Love,
TRISIM.