The context in which I am talking about privilege is the frame of mind I was in when I detested the celebration of Independence day this year in my thoughts which were bound by the shackles of experiences. Though being at a place I could call home and being able to spend time with accommodating, understanding and supporting resources (Ecosystem of Family and Friends) is a privilege among many that I have in this life, taking them for granted is what makes me entitled.
Sense of entitlement sets the expectations and often leads us to unwarranted thoughts which builds an outlook of desiring and lusting over wishing and working. I am surprised at the ability of individuals who drew a distinct boundary between personal and professional lives, balancing them deftly in spite of the hardships that they are going through. Everyone has a story, commiserating one’s own thoughts is probably the origin of not setting oneself free from them.
A consequence of not practicing what I preach !
“Sometimes, you never really know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory“
End of rant !