Trusting a Stranger

Translated…

I feared, going to the dentist’s office, but, for the sake of my own health, I’d gone to get my teeth checked out once every six months.  And, because of this, every time around time to see the dentist, I’d become hesitant on which dentist I should go see, wanted to find me a dentist that can put my mind to ease.

It is, very hard, to find a good dentist, I’d once choked on the tube that was used to suck out the saliva, and had gotten my face elbowed by the dentist, because he’d used too much force in extracting my tooth too, or, one that accidentally clipped my lips.  Naturally, I’d also had a couple of great dentists, someone who had gently wiped away the water coming out of my mouth when he was cleaning my teeth, or someone who patiently showed me the correct ways to use floss.

Seeing a dentist made me realize, that there are many moments in life, which you’d had to put your lives in the hands of unknown strangers, like the first time at the dentist’s office, you’d had to blindly, believe that s/he is good, then, there would be the possibilities of the next times around.  In this city where people are constantly coming and going, there’s no way we can know everybody, and so, there would be times, that we must, give out our trusts to someone else unconditionally.  For instance, trusting, that the doctor can cure us, trusting that the delivery person will drop our things on time, trusting the school teachers to teach our children well, the politicians, to better this government, etc., etc., etc.…………

This trust we build up with strangers slowly becomes the connections in the cities, connected the people all over.  And so, if someone commented that this city lacked the passions of the connections, it wouldn’t be, necessarily correct.  After all, a lot of actions we do, are based off of trust, like how we trust, that people sharing the same trains or same bus will abide by the rules as we do.

From time to time, we’d, bump into those who don’t follow the rules, and, that, would take us, a very long time, to reestablish the trust we’d lost in people again.   But, I believe, that the wind will eventually blow over, and the dusts, settled, and this will go back to being a place of warmth, of trust again.

And so, this, is from a person’s observations, and, sometimes, you MUST place your trust in strangers, because there’s NO way you can know everybody everywhere, can you?  Of course N-O-T!

and no, still NOT my photograph…