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Is it all about me or about us?


It started with the desire to maintain status quo to eternity, that the descendants of the rulers and their entourage should take charge forever and ever. Ceremonies were organised in their guise of appeasing the divine forces. Who the heck knows whether the celestial bodies existed or not in the first place but it just suits everybody fine. The upper ruling class were on the throne while the working class labouring for them. Nice.

Everyone was told that we live for the society. Our primary aim, our reason for existence is for the continuity and well-being of the community. In that way, everyone was kept contended. Every soul, the weak, the sick, the handicapped were bestowed upon them the title that they hold a special place in the lap of the Gods. In that way, the rest of the living took it upon themselves that the others have their place in the sun.

Soon the ignorant one became wiser as their feeble minds start wandering. They could buy their stories anymore. The fables had more holes than the beggar’s tattered clothes. Then the wise gurus came up with yet another new philosophy. To attain newer heights in human endeavour, the answer is within oneself. The human mind holds the secrets of the universe. After all the blueprint of the near beginning is embedded within us. It is just for us to unravel. Introspection is the answer. It was hoped that by each trying to discover himself, to know thyself, peace can be attained.

Soon everyone became self-centred. They became self-centred. Nobody wanted to miss the boat. All that mattered to him was his welfare, not that of his neighbour. He wanted salvation. He cared less about his fellow being’s suffering. Compassion became a foreign word. In his eyes, he only wished to see roses, not the thorny reality of life. Even the sight of a hungry baby suckling on a nursing breast appears vulgar to him. He talks about his wants, his right, his liberty and his space. Mayhem ensues.

Soon people yearn for the time not far back in the distant past when the powers-that-be thought of an economic plan when equality and social justice was given paramount importance. They promised of a utopia where everyone was appreciated for his labour and is a slave to money. Unfortunately, the world which could satisfy the needs of all the citizens of the world just could not meet up with their greed.

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