A Thousand Words

When my friends started to get Instagram accounts a few years back, I was quite hesitant. In fact, it was the same time my friends convinced me to get a Twitter account, and now, 12.1K tweets later, I think it’s safe to say I became quite obsessed. Thus the reason for my hesitation to get an Instagram. Anyways, back in October I finally gave in.

I have always loved taking pictures. When I would go on vacation, or even just simple outings I would always be sure to bring a camera -I would always have a camera in hand, happily snapping away at everything I saw. But when I got an Instagram account I realized that if I were to get it, I would definitely not post every single picture I took. If I were to get an Instagram account, I wanted my pictures to be meaningful: they had to represent my life, and the beauty I see in this world -because I think we all know how easy it is to slip into a spiral of negativity, and cloud our thoughts and make decisions based on all the bad things we see. Or simply turn into mindless zombies when going from point A to point B.









After a few months of taking pictures and realizing that there’s more to Instagram then their classic filters and then discovering a process of editing my photos, I became obsessed. I became obsessed not in the same way as Twitter, but obsessed with taking the best picture and finding that perfect shot every single day. Instead of becoming obsessed with taking Instagram pictures solely for an Instagram shot, I became obsessed with going out every day to look for new sites in my mundane routine. I looked for the new in the old, and began to notice angles and views that I would normally skim by without taking a second glance. I slowly became better at taking pictures and editing them, and I began to have so much fun taking 30 minutes out of my routine to go on a small “adventure” and see something new.

Now that summer is here, I have barely been home. Although I’m on a student budget, everyday I try to go out and experience something new and see how I can improve my photography while at the same time add a little more creativity and flare into my life.

This might sound corny or cheesy, but Instagram is what forced me, in a way, to work on my photography. It was what initially drove me to do better and get better. Now, I don’t even have to stop and think to maybe look up because maybe there’s something to see up there. Taking photos of the mundane and turning it into something exciting and beautiful is just so damn awesome. Your life instantly becomes much brighter when you start going out into the world and trying new things, and pushing yourself to improve. Like the other day, I went zip lining and I usually can barely look over a railing 1 story above the ground floor. I’m even thinking of going skydiving for my birthday. This feeling of pushing yourself to do better and to discover who you are is completely different to what you feel in school. In school, you feel like you have to obtain good grades otherwise you’ll end up jobless and alone. The only drive you have is fear and the secret and most-likely one-sided competition you have with your friends or school-mates. But when I go outside, looking for those shots and those moments I would not otherwise experience in my daily life; you feel accomplished and satisfied because you did something for yourself. Something which gives you joy and happiness.

All I’m trying to say is, find what makes you happy and accomplished -whatever that maybe be. Once you find that, work on it, and continue to do it. Because really, we all deserve happiness.

See you at my next posting,



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Red String of Fate

Years ago I came upon the story of the red string of fate. And lately I’ve been thinking about it. The idea of the red string of fate is that everyone has a red string tied to their ankle or their finger, and those who are destined to meet, or help in some way -their strings are tangled. Thus making it destiny for people to meet in some shape or form.

This got me thinking about strangers you see on the bus, the metro or people you see walking aimlessly through town or the people and things you see on an unexpected trip. Everyday you probably take the same route to and from school, or work. So, you might meet the same people throughout the day who coincidentally have a similar schedule to yours. You don’t know their names, background or where they came from. But you know that at 7 AM they will always get on the same train as you, come through the same doors and stand in the same spot. Then one day you might be late, or you’re forced to take a different route. Then you meet so many other people that you’ll probably never see again. And we all meet because either they also had to change their route or because you took a different route which happened to be theirs. Either way, something caused you to do something differently and by chance met all these different people -making this red string of fate the most beautiful idea to think about. And in my opinion it’s beautiful in two ways: the red string of fate causes you to believe that every single one of ours lives are mapped out from the beginning, or that the world is ruled by chance and a little luck (or bad luck, however you see the situation). And maybe if you look at this idea differently you might think that the world is a little bit of both. No matter if you think that this is because of a higher power or because it’s a chain reaction of events that affected your life and so many others. But either way it causes us all to be connected in some way, some how and some where. Just like in the TV series Touch.

That is why I think life is beautiful. We are all connected by a string or a chain of events. It brings up the idea of destiny, soul mates, best friends and the complexity of life.
And even if you don’t believe in destiny, or you don’t believe in science. When those two topics come together -G-d and the tools of science, they can create something bigger. They can create faith in a time of uncertainty. In a time of need.
In my eyes that’s the beauty of life. Lives that are unknowingly intertwined, events that are unexpected and the friends you make along the way.