Of late, I have tried being empathetic towards others, always considering that something which I dislike in them comes from a struggle they’ve gone through or a challenge they’ve faced. Maybe it wasn’t part of their plan to be so rash, judgmental, overbearing, over possessive, or trashy, but life made them so.
The past few days have made me realize that it isn’t always life or the challenges they face which have are responsible for building a person’s character. It is about the person and his inner soul. It is about the person and his conscience. It is about the person and his expectations of himself.
Irrespective of what has happened to you or what you have gone through, It is you who decides what kind of a person you want to be.
Today, if you try to blame the unfairness of life for disrespecting a woman, for being coercive on your juniors, for not acknowledging your elders and parents, for pushing down someone who should ideally be pulled up, for breaking a friend’s trust, for shattering a child’s confidence, for ruining a person’s life, you should be ashamed of yourself. Ashamed. Period.
Look around, friends. See the diversity of human characters you have around you. Judge them from their reactions in the most uncomfortable situations.
Judge them not from what they’ve become in life, but from what they’ve become out of it.