Growing up in a strict family, my mother always had this weird fixation on manners and being a proper girl, which of course, to my curt and candid self, was the exact opposite of what I wanted to be. One idea that was always enforced was what topics we are allowed to talk about with people, and as everyone knows, you never talk about politics or religion.

I understand that this is an unspoken rule because many people have varying views and talking about it could lead to conflict, but I think that these topics should be conversed about in a healthy way.

For example, our topic today; if you could talk to God, what would you say?

The obvious and corny answer would be to ask questions about life, death, the afterlife, or maybe why God lets good people get hurt, but we already have holy books to tell us that he has a plan for everyone. So, if I could talk to God, I’d request that he puts background music to life.

I know, I know, what a useless request, but I would really do it. I want to hear music during riveting moments in my life. I want to hear an orchestra booming whilst I rush late early in the morning, I want to hear an indie band blaring while I run through the dark streets with my friends late at night, and most of all, I want to hear my sadness. I wonder what songs the universe picks for the mentally cursed.

Imagine a life full of music! Ah, to be alive. It would probably feel better and emotions would be richer as if someone added butter to the recipe for life. I know that this will never happen because why would God want to talk to me?

So, I guess the takeaway of this should be that I hope you romanticize every bit of life because it is beautiful. Experience is the best gift the human race has ever been given. That and free will. So go fall in love with life and the mundanity of the every day.