The rarity of empathy
I grew up in a school which idolised and preached morals. Sacrifice, empathy, love, gratitude and others were our core values. I consider myself lucky to have this, but sometimes it is like trapping one in an unrealistic bubble. Like an ostrich whose head is in the sand, as my brother-in-law once said. In this world, people are rough. They always look out for number one. They will gladly steal your place in line, gladly yell at you, gladly cheat you, gladly sacrifice you, not give you credit, take you for granted. This was a rude awakening. Is this just making us soft? Striking a balance is important as well. Picture by Pallavi Reddy Vijayasuma of her feline friend Kaaynaath Corruption, abuse of power and shady undertakings are not distant. They are found in our own classrooms, families and social groups. Be it an extremely strict teacher or a cousin turned renegade. The people of integrity are often lost in the dust. I have no advice in this article. I am still ...