I went to my first protest when I was 3 years old. And I don't remember it but I felt really cool thinking my parents were hippies when I was older enough to understand. But in reality my parents weren't hippies nor were they activists. When you come from a country when you were oppressed, freedom was a privilege and not a given, protesting was part of everyone's life.
I was brought into this world thinking that if you wanted something you had to work hard for it and nothing was a given. And often when I didn't get something it was because I was too lazy. And this is true I did not get what I want often due to my laziness. But sometime when I was a teen I believed that there are certain things I deserved. Not because I was awesome, even though I am awesome. I deserved certain things not because of who I am but what I am, human. I believed (and crazily still do) that everyone deserves to live in dignity, no one should ever feel less than or judged and everyone deserves love.
But like all idealistic teen, reality soon came and I realised this was not the case. Terms like dignity, feel less than or love were concept that were so foreign in most people's world. What is true dignity? And what is love and how often do we feel less than?
The truth is dignity and love are concepts that most people never feel or experience. We live in the world is constantly putting you down. And sometimes it too much we tell ourselves lies just to survive. The biggest lie is " I don't care what you think!" No, actually I do. I care very much of what you think and the older I get the more I understand that and the more it liberates me. I do care about what you think. If others were honest to themselves.
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