Trust- A rusty endangered word

“Do you trust me?” “Yeah baby, I love you so much. How can you even ask this question? I have complete faith and believe upon you. You are the gem of my life. I would rather prefer to die before I think this sort of a moronic question.” “Baby, listen I would be late today. So can’t come to meet you. You know this office work, just pisses of my mind.” “We had already decided about today, right? How can you suddenly say a No? Why do I feel something smoky?” “Baby, my girlfriends called me today. And did you remember, Steve? He is just so excited to see me today. So can you just plan out the supper with your friends tonight?” “Steve? Who is he? Why the hell is he excited? Did you say we are in a relationship? Look, I have complete faith upon you but why Steve? Answer me! And don’t dare to drop my call.”

Well, you must be thinking who are these people talking? Don’t you realize it is the story of none other than us, if not us than probably our friends or somebody whom we know or have heard about. Another point, those people who are just into their relationships, might not agree with me as you would ‘prefer to die before addressing your trust as rust.’ And when I say this I am not being patriarchal that men are the sufferers. Women too have suffered and often are being taken ‘granted’ by men. Don’t ask me to quote the percentages for who suffered the most. I believe psychological surveys are not accurate enough nor do I have a lie detector.

Coming back to the central topic, I want the readers to think, why the word ‘trust’ has started to ‘rust’? Sadly, we can’t even say that when iron and oxygen reacts in the presence of water or moisture in the air, trust starts rusting. If both of them were human beings we could have thought blaming them but sadly inanimate objects don’t resort to the ‘blame-game theory’. 

Do priorities change with the changing times? Are emotions so temporal that even a breeze can blow away your house? Is a single bad instance sufficient to forget the 100 good memories? Do promises also come with ‘conditions applied’ labels? Can’t imperfect things exist in this earth? Why craving for the best? If you have something good can’t that be made ‘the best’? Why lie if you have committed a mistake? Why not truth and a promise to not repeat it? Why raise your voice and speak, when a smile can even sort out the problem? I tell you; those 14 muscles of your cheeks are enough to do the trick.

Relationships are always based on trust since time immemorial. It is the founding stone for any kinship. ‘I promise you’ has a value, isn’t it? Interestingly, ‘I love you’, ‘I trust you’, I have complete faith in you’, ‘I can’t live without you’ are mere decorative situation based emotional sentences mostly spoken to enchant the other person. Trust somehow rusts because of these confusions.  As in Tracy said, “Ron, what I said was true and correct. But, things have changed now. Now, the truth is I don’t have faith. You are a changed man.” Now let me analyse what Tracy actually meant. Her feelings are for Ron. But not for the present Ron, it was for the person a year back. Sadly, Ron is a living entity. And when somebody promises about anything, aren’t ‘changes’ also to be taken into consideration? In fact my inanimate one year old Teddy Bear has also become dusty which needs cleaning.  You might be thinking, I am favoring Ron but let me tell another thing. He said, “Baby, you are the only girl in my life. I need nothing but just you.” The paradoxical statement of Ron’s mind after six months was, “Baby, you are the only girl who keeps fighting with me. I need my time and space.”  Whom would you categorize as right and wrong?

I call trust an ‘endangered’ word because it is fading away. I know the theory of ‘unconditional’ isn’t always possible but why speak merely to comfort? Why controlled behavior mechanism everywhere? Are we so scared of ourselves to get exposed or our minds have become dirtier? Our home or our friends are not the corporate office staff members to whom we need to afraid of or fear about the way and mechanics of our etiquette.

I love to watch that young girl jumping in the puddle of water forgetting everything and enjoying the sensation. Somebody asks me to do it and my first response, “Oh! I am a grown up man. What would the people around me think?”  Grievously, we live a very bewildered and panic stricken life worrying about too many factors resulting in complicating our own self. If you trust, love or hate somebody do it worthily. My trust or love can’t be based on the opinion of what the other person feels. If your mother said once ‘Get out of the house, you good for nothing creature’, would you go away? Would you hold grudge in your heart?

Trust can actually never rust. If trust has rusted, it means it was never trust. If you break gold into pieces, it is still gold. Elements are pure substances. Similarly trust holds purity. So the next time, you say, “I trust you” hopefully you would think once and not get swayed down by unnecessary infatuation.

“You see, you close your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see; you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too--even when you’re in the dark. Even when you are falling.”