Songs of Innocence
Found this really nice quote that echoes nothing but honesty:
When I was 5 years old, mum always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up.
I wrote “happy”.
They told me I didn’t understand the assignment.
I told them they didn’t understand life.
How true. Looking at the photo above of an adorable child (which happens to be me) smiling like there’s no worry in the world, you might think her perception of life is the most ideal.
Perhaps it was. Would this little girl know that one day her heart will break? That she will get hurt? That there are people in this world who are envious, evil and manipulative? That her hair, skin, eye sight will not be as perfect as it was on that fine day she stood happily with an umbrella on a car?
Of course she didn’t. She didn’t know that one day she would lose people who love her dearly, in a natural and inevitable way. That one day, she will not be under a sheltered umbrella despite being protected all her life. First by her family who guarded her with their lives and then by a loving boyfriend that makes it his mission to make sure nothing happens to her.
But at that moment, nothing seems to matter to her. Her attention is only spared to posing prettily and smiling unknowingly the prettiest smile there ever was. There’s no words to describe this photo really. There’s an innocence so profound that it goes straight to your soul. The happiness that exudes from her smile is genuine. Nothing fake, nothing sarcastic or smile. Such is the sincerity of a child.
Even today when she’s all grown up, she has not given up on happiness. She only wants to be happy, and that is all that matters.
Happiness is such a simple concept yet it is also the hardest to achieve. Happiness cannot be bought with riches or popularity. It can only be attained when deep inside, you are self-contented and self-satisfied.
I wish I can go through everyday with such a genuine, heartwarming smile without snide and sarcastic thoughts in my head. I wish I have that simple innocence that trusts everyone and have that carefree feeling , without fear of tripping and failing.
I really miss being a child, and perhaps to some extent, I never really grew up. Of course I can’t show my child-like qualities at work or with the family (when I am supposed to be the eldest). But with FP, all walls of insecurity and self-defence is broken and I become my true self. I feel carefree, child-like and playful. The strong bond between FP and I breaks barriers and I feel free to be who I am.
Because he makes me feel safe and loved.
Just like that little girl, on a car, under an umbrella – many, many years ago.