Your whole life depends on the way you have been brought up. If your mother is the morality master, then be ready for a world that’s moved ahead of the Ram era. My mother always taught me to be morally correct. To be sacrificing, kind, polite, and what not. She conditioned me such that I believed life is worth living only if you live it morally. Like if I had two apples with me and had to share it with someone then give the bigger apple to the other. Every time I did something which was high scoring on the morality chart my mother would be delighted. She would reward me with a smile, a gift or an encouraging word. Innocent that most of us are as kids, I took on to belief that life always rewards you for being good. Ha. I was in for lots of heartbreak.
In today’s world I lose out because I am not nasty. Because I am not quick to reply to an insult. Because I don’t know how to respond if someone is making a fool of me in public. Because I am hesitant to fight for my rights. Because I can not nurture a relationship on false feelings.
And I also lose out because I grew up reading Chandamama. A kid’s magazine with high moral stories. Where the one who was good always wins. Where the unkind are always defeated. It made me believe in world which does not exist. It’s like growing up in a house with the colour white all around. And made to believe that the world outside is a replica of it. Now when I am on my own I keep searching for white in this black coloured world. I see it in specks here and there. But the black is bloating it away.
And my mother still lives in that white coloured house.
2 comments:
Read all the posts...nothing quite compares to this...An Awesome read & means more than worded!
Dont lose yourslef in the crowd of dishonest people. Sure, they are bound to hurt you. But remember that you dont like them because they are so mean. To qoute from the Bible "resist not evil, with evil". Hang on, soon you will meet a fellow straggler and then everything falls into place.
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