Differences-Does it really matter?
The world is one big family. We have our differences, but we have something in common.
We are born in families, to cultures that are destined for us. Does that mean we are better than the rest? If all cultures promote the values of good upbringing love peace and united as a family, then we are no different. We seek love and attention if we are deprived of or denied of it. We seek acceptance of being ourselves, changing for the good and not ourselves for others. We live our lives and but we live for others. Our every action and behavior influences our loved ones. We stay with and away from families-joint, nuclear and singles. We miss that every little aspect of sharing and being together.
We fail to understand each other because of communication gap, distances and viewpoints that have changes, evolved over time. Transformation has taken place in bits and pieces. We haven’t really thought and made an effort to bridge the gaps. Technology has made conversations happen easier not build communication and understanding through the years. Our friends have changed in these times, from childhood till old age, we have come across people from different backgrounds and perspectives. This has ensured broad-mindedness.
In the movie, George of the Jungle, his beloved-Ursula
’s mother says, “Zebras marry zebras and leopards marry leopards. Stripes with stripes. Spots with spots. Well, Ursula is a stripe and you are a spot.”
Well with the trend of cross-cultural marriages on, the issue that parents face is the fear and negativity about the child being happy and secure. The fear of being restricted and bound in cultural rituals which is way different from theirs is common. Well, if it was just this, mature children who are ready and willing to marry face a rift with parental viewpoint and are torn between the two. They aren’t adamant to prove their point, some could turn rebels, run away or end their life. But all because they now want to live their life knowing that a love of values is good but valuing love is far better.
Clinging to the little misunderstandings cause a sense of grief and let down. Here, there’s no one who gains and but all suffer. Where faith is present, there’s also worry and doubt, uncertainty and insecurity. Sacrifice is no more a virtue. Can all five fingers be the same? If they are not and are of different shapes and sizes, they could fight and cut each other. We stand united and sing the national anthem, but don’t mean the words. Our eyes are on our National Flag, we don’t look eye to eye to our brother. We can’t stand communities and generalize individuals on the basis of communities.
We teach our children love and respect, but we don’t lead by examples. We want to be seen in society doing good and with our heads held high. Self-dignity lies in the person we are. When it comes to others, we want to show freedom with responsibility, when it comes to us, we shirk from being responsible. Always overprotected and bound, we have never experienced true freedom. Mother’s love is caring, it can’t give away or let go, there’s attachment and concern. This is good when the breast fed mother’s milk helps the baby know the mother and cling to her. And this very love cannot share or part away when it comes to let go. Children are dearer, but are their desires?
We don’t want our children to play with slum kids, they might pick up bad habits, but picking up sophisticated words of abuse at workplace is justifiable. What matters is: your drunk, not country liquor nor a peg of Bagpiper that you can blame it on. Muck thrown at someone is not by driving an SUV at high speed, but by the very harsh words that can hurt immensely. When narrow-mindedness creeps in, it breaks us. The hypocritical ways can fool the world, not our inner being. Excuses can be made, assumptions over facts, and doubts, questions and worries about the future are bound to exist. But can there be a little amount of trust and belief, that no matter what, all five fingers can live together, adjust and can combat any battle. It rains on the rich and the poor, on us with wheatish or brownish skin complexions, on the large hearted and the miserly, then why should we think if we know there’s sunshine in store.
I remember the song, “Que-Sera Sera, whatever will be, will be, the future’s not ours to see.”
Yes truly it’s not our job, we weren’t appointed for it. We only dreamt and believed that if we are witnesses to our fellow brethren, their friendship and their cultures to adapt the good values it brings, then have no right to restrict or withhold our very own to make their own choice of accepting the values and not subdued by ritualistic pressure. It should bring harmony, not misery. Compulsion or enforcement can bring ruin, but being strong and firmly grounded, we can ensure our identities not changed. It is for this we are known and loved for, unlike our roots that want to bind us and not let loose when it comes to our life’s decision.
All I want o convey is if we aren’t bound by God in our choices, for He trusts our intellect and free will. So why not use it to bring communities closer and help build relationships. Values are human not culturally knit. Culture’s a sum of all activities that’s a device to showcase ethnicity, heritage and celebrate. It’s now that we adapt and take part, not necessarily lose the meaning, but yes, be consistent in our ways of reaching out.
We are born in families, to cultures that are destined for us. Does that mean we are better than the rest? If all cultures promote the values of good upbringing love peace and united as a family, then we are no different. We seek love and attention if we are deprived of or denied of it. We seek acceptance of being ourselves, changing for the good and not ourselves for others. We live our lives and but we live for others. Our every action and behavior influences our loved ones. We stay with and away from families-joint, nuclear and singles. We miss that every little aspect of sharing and being together.
We fail to understand each other because of communication gap, distances and viewpoints that have changes, evolved over time. Transformation has taken place in bits and pieces. We haven’t really thought and made an effort to bridge the gaps. Technology has made conversations happen easier not build communication and understanding through the years. Our friends have changed in these times, from childhood till old age, we have come across people from different backgrounds and perspectives. This has ensured broad-mindedness.
In the movie, George of the Jungle, his beloved-Ursula
’s mother says, “Zebras marry zebras and leopards marry leopards. Stripes with stripes. Spots with spots. Well, Ursula is a stripe and you are a spot.”
Well with the trend of cross-cultural marriages on, the issue that parents face is the fear and negativity about the child being happy and secure. The fear of being restricted and bound in cultural rituals which is way different from theirs is common. Well, if it was just this, mature children who are ready and willing to marry face a rift with parental viewpoint and are torn between the two. They aren’t adamant to prove their point, some could turn rebels, run away or end their life. But all because they now want to live their life knowing that a love of values is good but valuing love is far better.
Clinging to the little misunderstandings cause a sense of grief and let down. Here, there’s no one who gains and but all suffer. Where faith is present, there’s also worry and doubt, uncertainty and insecurity. Sacrifice is no more a virtue. Can all five fingers be the same? If they are not and are of different shapes and sizes, they could fight and cut each other. We stand united and sing the national anthem, but don’t mean the words. Our eyes are on our National Flag, we don’t look eye to eye to our brother. We can’t stand communities and generalize individuals on the basis of communities.
We teach our children love and respect, but we don’t lead by examples. We want to be seen in society doing good and with our heads held high. Self-dignity lies in the person we are. When it comes to others, we want to show freedom with responsibility, when it comes to us, we shirk from being responsible. Always overprotected and bound, we have never experienced true freedom. Mother’s love is caring, it can’t give away or let go, there’s attachment and concern. This is good when the breast fed mother’s milk helps the baby know the mother and cling to her. And this very love cannot share or part away when it comes to let go. Children are dearer, but are their desires?
We don’t want our children to play with slum kids, they might pick up bad habits, but picking up sophisticated words of abuse at workplace is justifiable. What matters is: your drunk, not country liquor nor a peg of Bagpiper that you can blame it on. Muck thrown at someone is not by driving an SUV at high speed, but by the very harsh words that can hurt immensely. When narrow-mindedness creeps in, it breaks us. The hypocritical ways can fool the world, not our inner being. Excuses can be made, assumptions over facts, and doubts, questions and worries about the future are bound to exist. But can there be a little amount of trust and belief, that no matter what, all five fingers can live together, adjust and can combat any battle. It rains on the rich and the poor, on us with wheatish or brownish skin complexions, on the large hearted and the miserly, then why should we think if we know there’s sunshine in store.
I remember the song, “Que-Sera Sera, whatever will be, will be, the future’s not ours to see.”
Yes truly it’s not our job, we weren’t appointed for it. We only dreamt and believed that if we are witnesses to our fellow brethren, their friendship and their cultures to adapt the good values it brings, then have no right to restrict or withhold our very own to make their own choice of accepting the values and not subdued by ritualistic pressure. It should bring harmony, not misery. Compulsion or enforcement can bring ruin, but being strong and firmly grounded, we can ensure our identities not changed. It is for this we are known and loved for, unlike our roots that want to bind us and not let loose when it comes to our life’s decision.
All I want o convey is if we aren’t bound by God in our choices, for He trusts our intellect and free will. So why not use it to bring communities closer and help build relationships. Values are human not culturally knit. Culture’s a sum of all activities that’s a device to showcase ethnicity, heritage and celebrate. It’s now that we adapt and take part, not necessarily lose the meaning, but yes, be consistent in our ways of reaching out.
A lot of thoughts expressed here. Makes one think!
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